In the end, under Zhao Lanhua's strong request, Shen Dalang gave Ji Zhao two taels of silver.
Seeing that she couldn't refuse, Ji Zhao could only accept it.
On the way home, Ji Zhao kept her eyes down and did not speak. She was thinking about what kind of business she should start in the future to earn money.
"Mother? What's wrong?"
Zhao Lanhua suddenly stopped in her tracks and Ji Zhao almost bumped into her back.
"Ah Tao, are you really Ji Ah Tao?"
Ji Zhao's heart skipped a beat when she met Zhao Lanhua's suspicious gaze.
She nervously clenched the hand hidden in her sleeve, but her expression was still calm. "Mother, of course I'm Ji Ah Tao. Who else could I be?"
"Good child, you're really pitiful!" The emotions in Zhao Lanhua's eyes gradually changed. She rubbed Ji Zhao's head and comforted her softly, "Mother didn't expect you to not only be good at cooking, but also know how to make desserts. But how could such words spread from Pomegranate Village?"
"What words?"
