CFSMS -Chapter 133 This Is the Wisdom of the City Lord

Although the place was crowded to overflowing, the sales process still went smoothly.

The men from Xiaohai Village in the first queue all successfully received their pancakes. But after they returned to the village with them, they hesitated.

After all, not everyone could easily accept the fact that they were already dead.

“So what, after lining up outside, you come back to the village and turn into stone statues again?”

“If you’re not going back, what are you going to do?”

An old voice rang out—Uncle Xia had come out, leaning on his cane.

His wrinkled hand gripped the cane tightly, veins protruding, fingers trembling slightly from exertion.

His white hair carried the weight of ten years of miracles.

Yet in just a single day, he seemed even older. When the villagers saw him, they felt a little guilty.

After all, he had been the one who initially forbade them from buying pancakes.

Now that they thought about it, perhaps Uncle Xia had already known the truth about the pancakes from the very beginning.

“Why are you still standing there? You’ve already bought it—go home and eat it while it’s hot.”

The cane struck the ground with dull thuds.

Though his tone sounded stern, there was no real anger in it.

“You lot don’t even fear becoming ghosts—what are you afraid of?”

“Go back. Have a proper talk. Come find me this afternoon. I have something to say.”

He urged them again.

“Alright, alright, we’re going back.”

Uncle Hua was the first to act. He clutched the warm pancake in his arms and ran off toward home. The others quickly followed.

“Ungrateful brats, not a single one of you has any sense. Not even one pancake for me.”

The old man muttered.

Earlier, he had rejected the stall out of pride. Now he couldn’t go back and buy one himself—but the smell had been torture.

Just as the villagers gathered, the aroma had drifted straight into his nose. If they didn’t leave soon, he would lose all his dignity.

“Heh heh, Uncle Xia, I’m not like them—I remembered you!”

From the corner, the “smart one” Cheng Yang slipped over and placed a pancake into Uncle Xia’s hand. Before the cane could swing at him, he already ran off like oil under his feet.

The warmth of the food spread slowly into his palm.

The smile on Uncle Xia’s face gradually faded.

After a long moment, he walked to the stone at the village entrance and sat down.

For the past ten years after going blind, this was where he most often sat—feeling the wind from outside the village, sensing the world beyond.

Now, he peeled open the oily wrapping of the pancake and took a bite.

The crust tore easily. Inside was a new sauce—egg yolk mayonnaise, rich with egg aroma and a faint sweet-sour note from lemon juice.

Its richness blended perfectly with the oiliness of the egg and the refreshing acidity, creating a layered but not greasy taste.

As the sauce touched his tongue, it melted almost instantly in his mouth before he could even fully savor its texture.

A novel experience.

The confusion and heaviness in Uncle Xia’s heart were gently soothed by that single bite. His brows relaxed, and a faint smile appeared.

Ten years of persistence… had been the greatest thing he had ever done in his life.

Fortunately, when his villagers learned the truth, they did not resent him.

From the corner of her eye, Lu Wu raised her brows slightly, a faint smile hidden in her eyes.

Looks like even the most stubborn old man can’t refuse her pancakes.

If one pancake isn’t enough, then give him another set—she was sure to win them over.

“Boss Lu, I want egg yolk sauce and garlic sauce pancakes. Also one with tomato sauce and sweet chili sauce. And the last one—you choose for me.”

After waiting an hour in line, it was finally Shan Hanzhi’s turn.

She stood in front of the stall, looking troubled.

Her master had found out about her kidnapping incident in the end, and she had been punished—beaten with bamboo for it. Worse, she was ordered to personally come buy pancakes from now on.

As a devoted master fangirl, running errands for her master was an honor she happily accepted.

But there was a limit of five pancakes per person at the stall.

Even if she helped carry them, they still counted toward the limit, meaning she couldn’t buy more.

Not to mention—last night she had been kicked out of bed in the middle of the night by her master. At that moment she thought the sea tribe had invaded.

In the end, it was just her master telling her to go queue.

Dazed, she had come here in the dark.

The crowd was insane.

But thinking about how much her master loved these pancakes, and how she was even willing to eat less as punishment… Shan Hanzhi felt their bond was still incredibly strong.

Ah—this is love…

“Alright.”

Lu Wu wasn’t surprised to see her.

And in the crowd, wasn’t that City Lord Cang Heguang sneaking around too?

Today, Cang Heguang had his original appearance, but Lu Wu still recognized him by the ring on his finger. He had been here yesterday in disguise.

Back then, he even pretended to be a new customer and asked about promotions, making everyone else stare eagerly. It had taken her quite some effort to calm the crowd.

Sensing Lu Wu’s gaze, Cang Heguang immediately broke into a bright smile.

She’s greeting me!

The boss must feel their relationship is better than that annoying woman Shan Ji’s!

Hmph!

As for why he was in his real appearance today—it was because his subordinates had strongly opposed his trip, cutting his “business trip” from five days down to one.

Today, he was here officially representing Hong’an City to purchase food for the dragon.

Yes, even the dragon was protesting now.

Somehow it had learned that Lu Wu stalls multiple times a month, each time selling different delicacies.

So the agreement had been updated: each time she set up a stall, they had to “offer tribute.”

The workload had increased.

As the city lord, Cang Heguang felt it was his duty to take on this responsibility.

Anyway, he wouldn’t mention that the one spreading the news was himself. Who would suspect him?

From now on, he could legitimately “visit for business” several times a month.

As for other times—

No problem. He could always come in disguise.

As long as no one discovered he was Cang Heguang, even his subordinates’ suspicions could be handled.

This was the wisdom of the city lord.

“City Lord Cang,” Shan Hanzhi said while chewing on a pancake, “my master asked you to come see her later. Since you’re already here, there’s something she wants to discuss.”

“What does she want with me?”

Cang Heguang frowned.

The major cities in the southern region were competitors. That woman was his biggest rival.

Their relationship wasn’t exactly hostile, but they rarely interacted.

For her to suddenly seek him out—this didn’t feel like a good sign.

Surely she wasn’t asking him to supervise the genius competition, was she?

The competition rotated locations, and next decade it would be Hong’an City.

“It seems… it’s because of that.”

Shan Hanzhi pointed east while holding a pancake in one hand.

Toward the sea.

Cang Heguang raised an eyebrow, seemingly understanding something.

“Fine. I’ll go after I finish my pancake.”

After all, to avoid having it stolen by that “female bandit” Shan Ji, he needed to finish eating it first.