It was indeed refreshing.
His master and madam would definitely like it.
He had many masters, and he was afraid that it would not be enough if he didn't buy more.
Lin Xiaoyue's eyes lit up.
"Alright, uncle! Just give me another 57 wen! Everything, including the first bowl you bought, will be 4 wen each!"
"In addition, I'll charge you 14 wen as a deposit for 2 medium bowls. When you return the bowls, I'll return the deposit!" Lin Xiaoyue said readily.
She took the middle-aged man's bowl, cut a piece of cold cake for him, and added brown sugar syrup.
Then, she took out 2 medium bowls and cut 10 pieces of cold cakes into them.
The middle-aged man did some calculations and realized that Lin Xiaoyue had only accepted 3 wen for the second bowl of cold cake he ate. He had a better impression of Lin Xiaoyue.
Then, he quickly counted 57 wen and placed them on the table.
