Gourmet Girl: Becoming a Royal Merchant Started from Selling Buns

In one sentence, both of them blushed.

Su An instantly withdrew her gaze as if she had been electrocuted. If she was protecting her son, she would be protecting him. Why would she say she was protecting her husband?

How can we not protect our own God of Wealth?

"I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I'm going to go entertain the guests!" She muttered with a red face and ran away quickly.

"You talk too much." Fu Zhun glanced at Zhou Li in a reproachful manner, but his lips curled slightly, and his heart felt warm.

Protect your husband?

That sounds good.

At this time, He Cheng had already run to the noodle shop without looking back, hiding all the way.

His face looked extremely ugly, but as soon as he entered, he met Ni Dagui, who also had a dark face.

"Didn't you swear solemnly that you could do it? And yet you were chased out with a knife!"

Ni Dagui had already seen what happened across the street from the noodle shop and glared at He Cheng in frustration.

"Why are you in such a hurry? That bitch has a deep grudge against me. How can I reconcile with her just by showing weakness once or twice?" He Cheng spat viciously, and gritted his teeth in hatred when he thought of his miserable appearance just now.

He didn't expect that even after he apologized in public, Su An was still so heartless!

Ni Dagui couldn't help but sneer and shook his head, then stretched out his hand towards him.

"Okay, from what I've seen just now, you can't get close to Su An at all. Our cooperation is invalid. Return the money immediately!"

It was a mistake to put our hopes on such a scoundrel!

But when He Cheng heard this, he immediately covered his chest tightly, and looked away with embarrassment and guilt, "I told you not to be impatient, you don't know that Su An's heart and eyes were full of me before, I just need to apologize a few more times..."

Before he could finish his words, a group of thugs followed him into the noodle shop and shouted at him when they saw him: "He Cheng! You deadbeat, let's see where you can hide this time!"

Ni Dagui's eyelids twitched immediately. He was also an old hand and could tell at a glance that this was clearly the casino's thugs collecting debts!

This poor beggar He Cheng actually gambles?!

He Cheng was even more frightened and turned around to run away, but the next moment he was held down by a group of big men.

His face immediately turned pale and he pleaded, "My dear friends, I just paid back a hundred taels of silver the day before yesterday. Now I'm really broke. Please give me some time!"

"Bah! You deadbeat, you've been dragging it on for so long, and you're just trying to fool people with just a hundred taels!"

The thug said ferociously, and pulled out a machete from his waist. Then he grinned, "No money, right? No problem, I'll chop off one of your hands first and collect the interest!"

The machete was raised high, but He Cheng could only stare blankly and scream in fear.

"Stop!" Ni Dagui next to him shouted urgently, and was also scared and broke out in cold sweats.

It's obvious that He Cheng used his own money to pay off his gambling debts!

But now the thing has not been done yet, the money has been lost, and no one can get into trouble again!

Thinking of this, Ni Dagui was furious but could do nothing. He could only grit his teeth and roar, "How much does he owe? I'll pay back half for him first. Just leave him alone for now!"

"you?"

The thugs exchanged glances and put away their knives. "I want half of this kid's gambling debt, five hundred taels, not a cent less!"

At this point, Ni Dagui had no choice but to reluctantly dig out his family fortune and send the thugs away.

Seeing that He Cheng was still slumped on the ground like mud and hadn't come to his senses yet, Ni Dagui was so angry that his eyes were gloomy and he grabbed his collar viciously.

"Damn it! I'll give you one last chance. If you can't gain Su An's trust, I won't let you go!"

"I..." He Cheng's face turned pale and blue. After a long while, he swallowed hard, and his expression became more and more sinister.

"I know, don't worry this time!"

Su An is his last resort, he will never let go even if he dies!

Su's breakfast shop.

Su An, who had some free time, had already put aside his random thoughts and focused on developing sesame paste.

She poured the carefully selected white sesame seeds into a large pot, lit the stove, and slowly stir-fried them over low heat, using the spatula in her hand to constantly stir them to ensure that the sesame seeds were evenly heated.

As the temperature rises, the sesame seeds begin to make a slight "crackling" sound and the aroma gradually spreads.

When the sesame seeds turned golden yellow, the room was filled with fragrance, which soon attracted the whole family and Fu Zhun and his two companions, all of whom were salivating.

Next, Su An put the fragrant sesame seeds into graphite, ground the graphite into a fine paste, and finally poured it into a large ceramic jar, added an appropriate amount of sesame oil and stirred it, and the sesame paste was ready!

In an instant, the rich fragrance became stronger and stronger, as if it could penetrate the human soul.

Zhou Li wiped his saliva for the umpteenth time, his eyes like a wolf, closely following Su An's movements. "Young Boss, I've been waiting for that hot dry noodles for a whole day. Are you trying to make us die of the delicious smell?"

"It will be ready soon. You're afraid that others don't know how greedy you are, right?" Su An said jokingly, feeling both amused and helpless.

Seeing that everyone was greedy, she quickly opened the pot and put the noodles in. After taking them out, she poured the fragrant sesame paste on them. Soon, the perfect hot dry noodles were freshly baked.

The noodles were coated with rich sesame paste, and everyone was so engrossed in eating it that they kept praising it.

Bao Zhouli finished first, not wanting to miss the sauce on his lips. He rolled it all into his mouth and savored it. "This taste is really worth the wait!"

"Hmph, whatever my elder sister produces must be top quality. You're not the only one saying that—" Su Ting yelled as he ate voraciously.

The others were completely immersed in the hot dry noodles and couldn't help themselves. As soon as they finished eating, they rushed to the kitchen to get another bowl. Even Xie Qingfeng didn't care about his face and ran in.

Looking at this scene, Su An couldn't help but smile, and his eyes fell on Fu Zhun's bowl. He had also finished the food in the blink of an eye and was slowly wiping the corner of his lips.

Not bad, not bad, she nodded with satisfaction, feeling as happy as if she were raising pigs.

"Master, are you full?" Zhou Li's eyes rolled and he suddenly smiled.

Fu Zhun raised his eyebrows slightly and put the handkerchief away, "Yeah."

Such a unique delicacy is unique in the world and it is naturally satisfying.

Seeing this, Zhou Li smiled even more cunningly, and turned to Su An and said, "Little Boss, my master has the habit of going shopping after meals to digest the food. You've finished your meal, so why don't you take the master out for a walk?"

Su An was slightly stunned and didn't react, but after Zhou Li finished speaking, he ran to the kitchen, laughing and shouting.

"Hey, leave some for me, I haven't eaten enough!"

The two people who were left alone: ​​"..."

Su An coughed quickly and looked at Fu Zhun quietly. He found that the man seemed to be a little embarrassed, frowning, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly, but he did not mean to refuse.

I understand. The God of Wealth really needs to digest his food.

Thinking of this, Su An stopped being shy and immediately moved to help him onto the wheelchair, sighing, "Digestion is a normal human behavior. Even the gods have to fart. There's nothing to be embarrassed about!"