God of the System Dad

There are all kinds of pastries and delicacies on Dessert Street, including those that tend to be common people and those that are expensive for the palace.

"Wow, it smells so good."

Xiao Shasha was like a little girl from the countryside who came to the city for the first time, looking here and there, everything felt novel.

According to Xiao Shasha, she usually spends most of her time training and performing missions, and this mission is the easiest of all missions.

You don't have to tense your nerves every day, and you can even relax once in a while.

Of course, this is mainly due to Zhao Xiaohao's own strong strength, so he doesn't need 24-hour personal protection.

So this is the first time Xiao Shasha has seen this kind of dessert street, just like a child who likes toys came to the toy city, feeling like wanting everything.

"I'm coming to this."

"Well, it's delicious. Let's bring another piece to my silly sister." Xiao Shasha didn't forget Xiao Xuexue who was in the car.

"Sasha, you are so kind to Xuexue." Zhao Xiaohao envied the sisterhood between them, but he has no siblings. Fortunately, he has Wu Wenqian, who is considered a half sister without blood relationship.

"Hey, of course." Xiao Shasha said.

At this time, Zhao Xiaohao frowned, he smelled a familiar breath, since his body was strengthened ten times last time, his sense of smell is very sensitive.

And this aspect is something that the Xiao sisters are ashamed of.

After all, if you train the day after tomorrow, the speed, strength and response can become powerful, but it is difficult to improve the sense of smell and hearing.

"It seems to be the smell of Xuexue." Zhao Xiaohao is very familiar with the smell of perfume on Xiao Xuexue's body.

Hearing this, several other people looked at each other, wondering if Xiao Xuexue was in the car?

"30 meters to the northeast." Zhao Xiaohao squinted his eyes and searched in the crowd. Sure enough, he saw a familiar figure, but that person was wearing sunglasses and a mask. If you didn't look carefully, you would never recognize it as Xiao Xuexue.

"What! She, she said she didn't want to come, she came here secretly, and even pretended to try to deceive us." Xiao Shasha crossed her fingers, and her fingers clicked.

Yu Wanwan covered her mouth with a light smile and said, "Let's not expose her, so as not to spoil her high-cold personality."

Zhao Xiaohao couldn't help laughing, mainly because he found that Xiao Xuexue's way of eating desserts was almost comparable to his. A person who is usually so cold and aloof actually has such a side. If she was exposed face to face, she would probably die of embarrassment.

"Let's just pretend we didn't find out, let's go, they seem to sell sliced ​​cakes over there." Zhao Xiaohao pointed in one direction.

Everyone followed to see.

There are a lot of rumors about Qie Cake, and you can often hear news that many people spent thousands of dollars to buy a small piece of Qie Cake, so there is a lot of news, so people nowadays hide when they see Qie Cake far away.

The peddler pushing the cake-cutting cart was anxious to see that a piece of cake-cutting had not been sold all day long.

"Boss, how do you sell Cake Cake?" Zhao Xiaohao is rich now, if he had left the Cake Cake stand in the past, he wouldn't dare to take a second look at the Cake Cake stall, and would walk around far away for fear of being blackmailed.

The vendors seemed to have no idea that someone would dare to ask the price.

The kid has the guts!

"Look, someone bought sliced ​​cakes, tsk tsk."

"So brave."

"You dare to buy even cut cakes, and you dare to open your mouth to ask the price if you don't have tens of thousands of dollars on you?"

Many people on the road looked sideways and talked quietly.

Sliced ​​cakes are extremely dense, even though they are small pieces, they are very heavy. When many hawkers deliberately say the price, they directly say that the price is a few or tens of dollars, which is not expensive, but in fact, after the weighing, they The price is calculated in grams, not catties.

Many young people who have never experienced severe beatings were dumbfounded at once. They had already cut it off, and they couldn't think about it, so they suffered a disadvantage.

Therefore, after many people suffer, they dare not ask again.

This time Zhao Xiaohao naturally asked clearly, he didn't want to be taken advantage of, and said directly: "How much is a catty?"

"Three hundred, it's getting late, I want to close the stall early, and sell you cheap."

"It's only three hundred, so it's not expensive." Zhao Xiaohao smacked his lips and touched his chin and said, "Can I taste it? I bought a large quantity. If it doesn't taste good, it will be ruined if I can't eat it when I go back."

"This...is fine." The little boss saw that the order was not sold today, so in order to be able to sell it, he went all out and cut a thin slice, not much thicker than a fingernail.

Zhao Xiaohao took it and tasted it was okay, then nodded in satisfaction and said: "Okay, I want this car."

"How much is a cart?" The peddler hadn't recovered yet, and after scratching his head, he realized that his mouth was no longer his own. He hesitated for a while, and then said, "You mean, these Want it all?"

"Yes, send it to me according to this address." Zhao Xiaohao said lightly.

I heard it clearly this time.

But the peddler pinched his thigh hard, thinking that he must be hallucinating.

Ordinary passers-by don't even come up to inquire about the price, but this little brother actually asked for a car.

"My car weighs two hundred catties. If you really want it, it's 6 yuan."

The small vendor tremblingly said, usually he would have to sell this cart of cut cakes for half a year.

"Don't worry, my family has a lot of people, more than a dozen people, and this car is not enough to eat. That's fine, I'll do whatever you want to pay." Zhao Xiaohao said generously.

The peddler looked happy when he heard this, knowing that he met a nobleman today, it really is the imperial capital, there are too many rich people.

Zhao Xiaohao also felt infinitely emotional. In fact, he was interested in cutting cakes when he was very young, but this food was too expensive and he couldn't afford it. Now that he has money, he eats it hard to make up for what he owed before.

The onlookers saw Zhao Xiaohao paying by card. He was so generous, it seemed that he spent 61 items instead of [-] on snacks, without even blinking.

No, it seemed to blink a few times, it seemed that it was because he disliked that two hundred catties were not enough to eat.

Obediently, which family's Shenhao is coming out at night to scare people.

The popular delicacy of cutting cakes only satisfies Zhao Xiaohao's lack in the past, the more you go inside, the more expensive the cakes, the fewer pedestrians, the less you eat, and the more you see.

"Let me introduce, this is Yushanzhai, a well-known pastry shop in the imperial capital. It is rumored that this shop has a history of more than 100 years. The founder seems to be the chef of the imperial dining room in the palace. I opened a shop, and those who eat this kind of craftsmanship back then were all nobles from the Qing Dynasty."

"That's why many rich people like to come here. The most common pastry package starts at [-] yuan."

"If you want to be full, you need to start with [-] yuan."

Yu Wanwan introduced.

When the three of them walked into Yushanzhai, they saw people arguing in the hall.

"Fart, this thing costs 20 taels? Why don't you go and rob it." A man in a black uniform roared loudly.

Opposite him, the waiter with a speechless but smiling face said: "Sir, these are clearly marked prices, you don't have to order them if you think they are expensive, even if you are wrong, and you really can't pay, I can contact the manager , see how to deal with it? But I hope you don't insult people by opening your mouth and shutting your mouth."

"What's wrong with me insulting you? 20 taels, nonsense, who can afford it, a meal costs 100 million, what are you kidding, call your leaders out, I want to sue you."

The waiter said coldly: "Whatever you want, but no matter how much you say, sir, you still have to pay for this bill, a total of 80, in cash or by card."

"Fuck your mother!"