OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 184: Feng Fuce Gets Angry at Himself

At this moment, a servant running errands for a wealthy merchant came in from outside.

The servant clearly knew the clerk inside the bank.

As soon as they met, they greeted each other warmly.

The clerk said, "Are you here today to collect a silver note for your master again?"

"This time you’re wrong, I’m here to deposit silver for our master!"

After saying this, the servant opened the burlap bag in his hand and took out a stack of silver notes.

The bank clerk was visibly surprised.

He asked with a smile, "What happened, did your master suddenly have a change of luck? Wasn’t he losing money not long ago?"

The servant lowered his voice, "This time, our master met someone who offered guidance and opened a shop selling baked potatoes. The business is booming, with an endless stream of customers!"

Upon hearing this, the clerk hastily asked, "Is it the recipe from that so-called Kunshan Goddess Fairy in the market?"

"That’s right!" The servant nodded, "By a stroke of luck, our master got that female fairy’s secret recipe for baked potatoes, and that’s when everything started to click."

The clerk scratched his head in confusion, "So it actually works?"

"At first, I heard about it too; there were even some house servants who came out of nowhere to hand out the secret recipe for free on the streets."

"I thought it was a scam, with all that talk about a Kunshan Goddess Fairy showing a way to wealth!"

"After all, baked potatoes are everywhere. What could be so different?"

The servant slapped the table, "That’s where you’re wrong. The recipe details how to roast it to make it taste even better."

"At first, very few people believed, and some even tossed the free recipe away like waste paper."

"Now, there’s a black market where people pay hundreds of taels just for a single recipe from the Kunshan Goddess Fairy."

"Everyone is waiting, wondering when the next time she’ll share another path to wealth!"

After saying this, the servant waved his hand, "I won’t talk further; you help my master deposit it and get the receipt so I can report back!"

Bai Zhi’er, next to them, listened to the entire conversation with wide eyes.

She had also given the secret recipe for baked potatoes to Fourth Brother.

So he could give it away for free to the townsfolk.

But the Kunshan Goddess Fairy? Who on earth is that!

Just then, the shopkeeper finished writing the contract and came out to have Bai Zhi’er sign it.

Before returning to the palace, Bai Zhi’er didn’t forget to ask Feng Fuce to take her to the pastry shop to buy some treats.

Today, the shop introduced a new pastry named Orange Fragrance.

With special knife skills, the orange peel was neatly cut and the flesh was removed inside.

Then, some red bean paste and taro paste were stuffed in and steamed until cooked.

This way, the pastry had the sweetness of red bean and taro paste, along with the fresh fragrance of orange peel.

Bai Zhi’er was drawn to it at once and begged Feng Fuce to buy her two.

She also bought a little of all the other pastries.

Back in the carriage, Bai Zhi’er tasted while generously feeding Feng Fuce a few bites.

At first, Feng Fuce coolly declined to eat.

Then Bai Zhi’er pinched a pastry in her small hand and held it to his mouth.

After thinking for a moment, he finally ate it.

But the bag of Orange Fragrance pastries, the little one left it aside without opening it.

She softly said, "I’m saving this to let Brother Juzi try it."

The Green Plum Cake in Feng Fuce’s mouth suddenly didn’t seem as sweet.

He bit into the green plum flesh, staring coldly ahead, arms folded, "That Palace Attendant again?"

Bai Zhi’er heard the disdain in his tone.

Suddenly, she angrily said, "Though Brother Juzi is a little eunuch, he is Zhi’er’s friend!"

"Brother Ce, you’re not allowed to speak about him with that tone ever again!"

After speaking, the little one turned her head away with a heavy humph.

Feng Fuce immediately furrowed his brows.

He talked about himself, yet the little rascal got angry?