Chapter 83: Gambling (2) (2/2)

Imperial Princess Leyao glared unhappily at Zou Yuanqin.

When Zou Yuanqin saw Imperial Princess Leyao’s glare, her heart clenched. Even if she didn’t want to continue this farce, she had to.

Zou Yuanqin hardened her stance and said, “Chu Lian! No matter what, you have to account for this to my mother! There’s only an hour left until we have to serve the longevity peach buns at the outer court. If we miss the lucky hour, my grandfather’s feast will be ruined! I’ll make you go to the banquet hall and ask for forgiveness from my grandfather right then and there!”

Upon hearing Zou Yuanqin’s ultimatum, Imperial Princess Leyao finally let the dissatisfied expression on her face disappear. She watched the cornered Chu Lian with renewed interest.

Let’s see if she can get out of this now!

Chu Lian, meanwhile, was listening to the discussions of the spectating noble madams.

“It must be House Jing’an’s Third Young Madam’s unlucky day today. Those longevity peach buns weren’t made by just anyone; they were made by De’an Restaurant’s Mr Wang! That chef has a really strange temperament. He only makes them once per person! By now, the people in the banquet hall must have heard that Mr Wang’s longevity peach buns are being served today. It’ll be tough for House Jing’an’s Third Young Madam to settle this incident.”

Chu Lian’s mind blanked out a little, and she felt the urge to laugh. If she had the chance to, she would like to meet this Mr Wang someday! Although he didn’t make very good-looking longevity peach buns, he had plenty of rules to go around!

However, the more rare something was, the more valuable it became. By setting such a rule, this Mr Wang had guaranteed that there would be people coming after his peach buns based on its rarity alone. They would be more willing to fork over as much as they could afford to.

Chu Lian recalled that there was an engagement ring company who only allowed men to buy a single ring from them in their lifetime. This Mr Wang had done something similar and his business was booming; could he possibly be a transmigrator, too?

Chu Lian tilted her head to the side. Her eyes were as clear as glass, and a pretty colour to boot. Her honest expression generated plenty of goodwill for her amongst the crowd. If this continued, there wouldn’t be a single person who would believe that she had knocked over that plate of buns on purpose.

Chu Lian’s brows knit together. She sincerely said, “Fifth Miss Zou, I don’t have a thousand taels of silver.”

She really didn’t have a thousand taels, or anything close to it. Even if she included the ruby ornament she was wearing right now, she wouldn’t even have half of that amount.

Hearing her reply, Zou Yuanqin cast a contemptuous look at her. She smirked. “Then go to the banquet hall and plead for forgiveness from my grandfather!”