Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Bai Wanwan looked at them and said, "Yes, a hot pot meal like this only costs 500 Wen, which is quite a good deal."

"What? 500 Wen? This is simply too expensive. Who among ordinary people can afford such an expensive hot pot?" Lin Zao Zao exclaimed.

Bai Wanwan glanced at her calmly and said:

“The ingredients we use here are all fresh, like the seafood, which is delivered from boats at the seaside overnight.

You can eat the food on the island without worry. Okay, I'll take you to the restaurant to rest for a while."

As Bai Wanwan led the ladies into the restaurant, exclamations burst out one after another in the room.

No one has ever seen such an ancient restaurant. Bai Wanwan has incorporated the elegance and luxury of modern gardens into the quaint building, which makes people's eyes pop out.

The hall does not have the crowded tables and chairs of an ordinary restaurant. Instead, it has a small garden. The ground underfoot is not slate, but smooth white marble. There are delicate pebbles embedded in the cracks of the stone, making it warm instead of cold to walk on.

There was no wine table in the center of the hall, but a small pond half a person's height was dug out. Koi were raised in the pond, and a few lily leaves were floating on the water. A white marble railing surrounded the pond, and the railing was carved with lotus patterns. When touched by fingertips, it was full of delicate luster.

Looking up is even more amazing. Layers of wisteria flowers hang from the shelves, and the pink and purple petals occasionally fall on the shoulders, with a faint fragrance.

The place where lanterns should have been hung was replaced with dozens of glass lamps. Landscapes were painted on the lamp walls. When the candlelight shone, the light and shadow were reflected on the white marble, and even the ground was glowing with colorful light.

The elegant seats on both sides are not simple compartments, but are separated by carved bamboo curtains. Behind the curtains are pearwood tables and chairs, and the tables are covered with gold-woven tablecloths. Even the teacups are white porcelain cups with gold-painted patterns, and the rims of the cups are printed with orchid patterns.

A lady couldn't help but reach out and touch the tablecloth. Her fingertips touched the fine gold thread and she exclaimed in surprise: "This material is probably rare even in the palace!"

Some people even stared at the pond in a daze:

"Which restaurant would build a pool in the lobby?

And they keep such beautiful fish, it feels like I've entered someone's back garden!"

The elegance and luxury that filled the hall were completely different from the restaurants they had in mind, and it made people stand still, forgetting to move.

Lin Zao Zao was also dumbfounded: "How can this be a restaurant? It's like they've moved the imperial palace here!"

Bai Wanwan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take you to the room to rest for a while. We'll continue up the mountain this afternoon. There are a lot of fruits on the mountain in autumn."

Bai Wanwan led everyone into the room. Unlike the quaint furnishings of ordinary restaurants, the layout here exuded an exquisiteness that had never been seen before.

The cabinet body, which stands tall and straight, has clean lines and is several times larger than an ordinary wooden box, revealing a neat and ingenious design.

The floor-length curtains drape like waterfalls, the fabric is so smooth that it can reflect people's shadows, and the pattern is not the common lotus pattern.

The ground beneath your feet is even softer, and the carpet covers the entire hall, making no sound when you step on it.

When everyone's eyes moved, they saw a rosewood zither table in the corner of the room, and a white-stringed guqin on the table was so shiny that it could reflect one's own thoughts.

There are jade chess pieces on the low table by the window, and the patterns on the chessboard are clear.

There is an ink-and-wash landscape painting hanging on the wall, and several thread-bound books are stacked on the desk. Even the bookmarks between the pages are made of soft satin embroidered with delicate flowers.

"This...how can this be called a restaurant? It's even more comfortable than home!"

As soon as everyone sat down in the room, their eyes were drawn to the neatly arranged books on the bookshelf.

He reached out and pulled out a book. The cover was titled "Selected Tang Poems with Notes", and when he opened it, it was in regular script.

I picked up another book, and the three words "The Story of Liu Yi" on the cover were particularly eye-catching. After reading two pages, I was surprised to find that this was the legendary story I had heard of, written completely on paper!

"This... isn't this a story I've only heard from the teacher in the teahouse? How come it's become a book?" A young lady in a light green silk dress held the book, her fingertips trembling slightly.

The maidservant nearby came over and caught a glimpse of "Cui Yingying" on the cover of another book. She immediately exclaimed, "Look, young lady! It's the story of Zhang Sheng and Yingying! I didn't finish listening to it last time, and it's all written here!"

For a moment, the bookshelf was crowded with girls. Some of them squatted on the carpet with books in their hands and read carefully, while others gathered together to discuss the plot in low voices.

Even some of the normally dignified ladies couldn't help but pick up a book of Tang poetry, their fingertips lightly brushing across the pages, their eyes full of amazement:

“Where have you seen such a book on the market?

Even the annotations between the words and sentences are so detailed, you can't find them in ordinary bookstores!"

Bai Wanwan came over with a teacup in hand. Seeing the girls clinging to their books, a smile spread across her eyes, and she spoke softly, "I had these books compiled and published. They include Tang poetry and legendary stories that you all love to hear."

As soon as these words fell, a young lady asked anxiously, "Master Bai, can I take this book home? I want to read it slowly!"

Bai Wanwan smiled and shook her head, pointing to the wooden sign hanging next to the door:

“You can browse these books in the room at will, but if you want to take them away, you must pay the price indicated on the wooden sign.

It says, "Novels are three taels a copy, Tang poetry anthology is one tael a copy, all actual prices."

Everyone looked in the direction of her hand, and the words on the wooden sign were clear.

Although they had to pay, the girls looked at the book in their hands without hesitation. Instead, they were even happier: "Three taels is three taels! It's worth it to be able to take this story home."

As they were talking, someone was busy asking the maid to get the silver, fearing that the girl would be bought by someone else if they were late.

There are more than a dozen miscellaneous books neatly stacked on the bookshelf in each room.

There are newly printed legendary stories, rare travelogues of mountains and rivers, and even hard-to-find anecdotes about the city.

These books, which had just been delivered from the printing house, still smelled of ink. Who would have thought that in just half a day, the young ladies alone had bought more than 300 copies, and the money flowed into the account like water.

Lin Zao Zao narrowed his eyes and looked at Bai Wan Wan who was busy with things. His tone was full of sarcasm: "You are still so cunning. You can use any unconventional method to make money."

Bai Wanwan replied calmly:

"You've done well, and now you're the Sixth Prince's concubine.

However, a concubine is still a concubine after all."

Lin Zao Zao suddenly clenched her handkerchief and said:

"Bai Wanwan, don't think you are so great.

Even if she's a concubine, you can't just talk or deal with her!"

Her eyes were full of cruelty.

"Just wait and see, one day, I will make you pay the price you deserve.

Don't think that messing around with these things can change your fate. You will be my slave for the rest of your life!"

She remembered clearly how miserable Bai Wanwan's life was in her previous life. In the end, she died of hunger and cold in a dilapidated temple in the cold winter.

Why in this life? Why was Bai Wanwan able to open a restaurant, publish a new book, and live a prosperous life?

There is also Bai Qiaoniang. Those who were not as good as her in their previous lives are now living a good life.

She was not convinced, and even more unwilling to accept it! Those people all deserved to die, and Bai Wanwan was no exception.

She didn't believe that with her current status, she couldn't reverse the situation in her previous life.

She is no longer an ordinary woman, she is the prince's concubine, and one day she will ascend to the supreme throne of queen.