Uncle Zhong looked at Wuxin with a smile. Now among the common people who know her and know her identity, only Uncle Zhong is not afraid of her. His eyes looked at her like an ordinary old man treats his younger generation, which made her feel very comfortable.

Wuxin knew that Uncle Zhong was following the master wholeheartedly and knew him, so this was the only person who could treat him slightly gentle besides the master.

"Well, thank you Uncle Zhong." Wu Xin nodded and thanked, and walked outwards.

Uncle Zhong looked at Wuxin with a faint expression, and always felt that her expressions were getting closer and closer to her master. Sure enough, he was worthy of being an apprentice from the immortal.

After sighing in his heart, he turned around and entered the back kitchen of the restaurant.

Wuxin then walked towards the west of the city, thinking about the sour and soft osmanthus cake, Wuxin frowned slightly. Why did the master always like to eat sour recently?

This osmanthus cake was originally a dessert, but after being modified by the master for a while, it turned into a sour osmanthus cake. Thinking of the last time she was curious, she felt sour in her teeth.

Aunt Yang saw Wuxin from a distance. She quickly packed a specially made osmanthus cake, which is something that happened every day in the past six months.

When Wuxin walked to Aunt Yang's stall, Aunt Yang had already held the packaged osmanthus cake in her hand.

"Wuxin is here. This is today's sour osmanthus cake. It has been packed. Hurry up and take it back for the gods to taste it." Aunt Yang said to Wuxin with a smile on her face.

Wuxin took the pastry package, took out a tael of silver from his arms, put it on Aunt Yang's stall, and then turned around and ran away.

"Oh, ah! Wuxin, why are you paying again? This is for the gods, and you don't charge money~" Aunt Yang looked at the extra silver at the stall and hurriedly shouted at Wuxin's back.

"Okay, Aunt Yang, you don't know the child's temperament. Besides, the gods will not take advantage of us." An uncle next door had calmly accepted the plot that would be staged every day.

"Just keep it, this pastry is not very profitable, and the gods will not eat you in vain." The man at another stall also persuaded.

Aunt Yang frowned and sighed. She naturally knew why Wuxin gave money, just because she wanted not to owe her favors, for fear that she would rely on the gods.

"Forget it, let's treat it as an ordinary guest in the future." She said.

"You should have thought so long ago, Aunt Yang." The stall owners at the stall next to him nodded in agreement, otherwise they would not be tired if they had performed this happen again.

Wuxin is a cultivator of immortality, so she can naturally hear the comments behind her. She ran fast and returned to the gate of the small yard within a short while.

I have to come out like this every day. Those who don’t know think she is not buying things, but snatching things... Thinking of what she heard just now, my heart gradually relaxed.

I won't have to run away again, but Aunt Yang finally figured it out. It's really a slap in the wood~

"Miss Wuxin is back?" Li Quan held the tools to trim flowers and plants in his hand, looked at Wuxin who was walking into the door, and greeted him.

Li Quan naturally knew Wuxin's personality. After saying hello, he didn't wait for her to respond. He turned around and prepared to go back to his room to rest for a while. Since he worked with the gods, his life has become more and more casual.

"My master said that I would feed the horses in the backyard and I would go out by carriage tomorrow." Wu Xin said in a faint voice.

Li Quan almost thought he was hallucinating his hearing. He turned around hesitantly and looked at Wuxin, as if he was sure of something.
Chapter completed!