How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

Green bean soup, green plum drink, mint drink, soap water, ice cream, etc., the three-layer food box was filled to the brim. Qingsong couldn't even lift it with one hand, so the shopkeeper Wu called a waiter to help him carry it over.

After standing for nearly half an hour, Zhao Huazhang was sweating profusely and felt anxious. Seeing Qingsong approaching slowly, he frowned and scolded him, "Hurry up! Are you trying to kill me with thirst?"

"Coming, coming." Qingsong asked the waiter to speed up, but there was no place to put his food. He looked around and paid to rent a table and chairs from the wonton stall across the street.

Xia Chu and the others had almost sold out, and she saw that the young master had already started his afternoon tea. She couldn't help but feel a little envious. The weather was really hot, and having to stay by the stove made it even hotter. Her inner clothes were soaked with sweat, and even the gauze dress outside was of no use.

"Sister Wang, come and have some drink to cool down. Bring a bowl for my aunt and brothers as well." Zhao Huazhang pointed to the small bowls on the table in front of him and called out.

Xia Chu wanted to drink, but she didn't want to accept anything from this young master. But she turned back to look at her family, her hair dripping with water. She felt in her purse; the cheapest mint drink was only a penny a cup, so it wasn't out of her reach.

Zhao Huazhang noticed she wasn't moving, so he urged her, "Sister Wang, come quickly. This ice cream is really delicious, come and try it."

He looked sincere, with obvious anticipation on his face. Xia Chu was about to refuse, but was defeated by those sparkling eyes. "Thank you very much, Master Zhao."

Zhao Huazhang chuckled and made way for him. "Take your pick, we have everything."

The fried sausages were sold out, and there wasn't much batter left. Xia Tian and the others were all idle and looked over here.

"Xiaochu," Dong Xiaohuan called her daughter back and whispered, "If you want to drink, we should buy it with our own money. That young master is too different from us. We can't just accept things from others."

Xia Chu wasn't particularly greedy; she'd tried all sorts of drinks in the modern world. She just couldn't bear to see the light in the boy's eyes dim. She turned around and saw Zhao Huazhang, sweating profusely, still smiling at her. His lips were dry and pale, yet he didn't drink first. "Mom, we're just making friends. I might not be able to treat him to something expensive, but I can make him some novel treats in return."

More friends mean more opportunities, especially when they are rich friends who come to you. In ancient times, those without money and power were worthless.

Yes, Xiaochu is only a little old. Maybe she was overthinking it. It was just the kids' own fun, so she didn't interfere. "Then go ahead."

Xia Chu smiled and said, "Mom, what do you want to drink? Let's make him something delicious tomorrow and give it back to him."

Dong Xiaohuan nodded and said, "I can do anything."

Xia Chu brought her a green plum drink. It was rosy red and had a sour taste, perhaps similar to the sour plum soup of later generations. Xia Tian didn't want it at first, but she couldn't resist her sister and drank a bowl of mung bean soup. Zhang Zhou and Guan Xu also drank a bowl each. The sweet water that cooled the summer heat seemed to cool them down a little.

"You've eaten so much greasy food, you can't drink cold drinks, otherwise you will get stomach upset." Xia Chu tested the temperature, chose a cup of Tremella soup and pushed it in front of Zhao Huazhang.

"Okay." Zhao Huazhang didn't hesitate at all and drank it.

The bowl of iced yogurt looked the most expensive, so Xia Chu chose the light green mint water.

"Try this, it's made from milk and is the best for cooling down." Zhao Huazhang pushed the bowl of ice cream over. Perhaps it had just been taken out of the ice cellar, so there was a lot of moisture condensed on the edge of the bowl, and it looked cool at a glance.

Xia Chu didn't hesitate and took it to taste it. It tasted like smoothie, with some honey added, so it wasn't too sweet. "Next time you come, I'll treat you to something fresh."

Zhao Huazhang's eyes widened, and light seemed to burst out from them. "I'll come again tomorrow!"

"Master!" Qingsong stamped his feet, feeling very disappointed. Look at how worthless you are! Stop laughing! You are the legitimate son of the Zhao family in Lin'an!

It looked really weird and silly, Xia Chu thought secretly.

When closing the stall, Zhao Huazhang felt reluctant to leave. It was so hard to get a few words out. He wondered if he could go back and talk to Grandma about bringing her home and raising her. She'd be like a porcelain doll. Raising her would be such a great accomplishment.

If Xia Chu knew what he was thinking, she would have rolled her eyes at him. But she didn't know yet, still trying to figure out how to respond. She'd thought the ice cream would be like jelly, but it turned out to be a smoothie. Seeing that the young master seemed to like it, why not give him a real jelly in return? For example, a simple ginger milk tea? They say it's best to eat radishes in winter and ginger in summer, so wouldn't this be perfect?

She did it as soon as she thought of it. She looked up and asked, "Mom, do you know where I can buy milk?"

"Milk?" Dong Xiaohuan frowned and thought for a moment, "I still have to go to the pawnshop to ask. They're the only place that sells large livestock like cows and horses."

"Then let's go and ask, okay?" Xia Chu smiled and acted coquettishly.

Dong Xiaohuan tapped her nose and said, "Let's go."

There was some milk in the pawnshop; a cow had just given birth. But milk was very expensive, costing half a tael of silver for a small jar. Xia Chu was reluctant to buy it when she heard about it, but Dong Xiaohuan paid for a jar straight away.

"Mom," Xia Chu pulled Dong Xiaohuan's clothes, "It's too expensive. I don't want it."

"It's nothing. Let's try this rare thing. It's not something you can buy whenever you want. You have to rely on luck. Since we came across it, let's buy it." Dong Xiaohuan stroked her soft hair. The wound on the back of her head had healed long ago, but there was a piece of hair missing inside, and it would not grow back for a while.

"Thank you, Mom. Let's make something new to try today." Xia Chu showed a soft smile, and Dong Xiaohuan wanted to put down the milk can and kiss her.

After returning home, the whole family took a bath. Feeling refreshed, Xia Chu began to research ginger milk. She remembered that this thing was very popular for a while, and short videos were everywhere about how to make ginger milk. The knowledge was directly poured into her mind.

She poured a bowl first so that if she made a mistake she would have a chance to start over.

Dong Xiaohuan didn't let her use a knife. Instead, she helped her peel and mash the ginger, then strain out the juice. She then boiled milk and sugar and poured it directly into the bowl of ginger juice. She couldn't use too much; she only scooped out half a spoonful.

After that, she just had to wait for it to solidify. She didn't remember how long it would take, so she put it aside and helped Dong Xiaohuan prepare dinner.

"Are you done already?" Dong Xiaohuan was picking beans and was a little surprised to see that she was done so quickly.

"Yeah, it's very simple. I'll go back later to see if it worked."

After about a quarter of an hour, Xia Chu took a spoon and gently touched the bowl. The milk had turned a pale yellow. When the spoon pressed down, it shook and bounced. "Mom! It's done! Come and see!"