After being expelled from the mansion, I changed the dynasty by writing novels.

Chapter 200 Sesame Oil

As he ate, Luo's father nodded, his eyes full of approval.

Although she succeeded, Luo Nanzhi was still worried that no one would come to eat at her stall the next day.

"Dad, do you think anyone will come to eat what I'm making, since it's so novel?"

No matter what, Luo's father always gave his daughter the greatest encouragement.

Although Luo Nanzhi was apprehensive, she felt that her skills were not bad and that someone should try making it.

On her first day setting up her stall, she hadn't prepared much. When she arrived at her spot, the other vendors looked at her with curiosity as they saw that the items on her stall were things they had never seen before.

The morning market had just opened and was crowded. Luo Nanzhi first fried some fries for passersby to try.

Unexpectedly, this method worked well. Several people tried a piece with the intention of getting a free sample, and they found that the taste was quite good, so they bought some to eat.

"This tastes so crispy! What is it made of? I've never had this before."

"This is a potato, a vegetable introduced from other places, but of course no one has ever eaten it."

Perhaps it was because the product was so novel, or because it tasted so good, that the people who had eaten the fries called their friends and a group of people over, and Luo Nanzhi's stall was instantly surrounded by a crowd.

Because the stall was small, too many people were ordering fries, and Luo Nanzhi couldn't fry them all.

"What kind of oil is this? It smells so good, I've never tasted it before!"

"Using so much oil, girl, will you even make your money back? Did you use something unclean to make it?"

Some people looked at the oil in the pot with suspicion, but Luo Nanzhi would explain, "Don't worry, this is oil extracted from sesame seeds. It's very clean."

"You can extract oil from sesame seeds?" the people around asked in surprise.

Luo Nanzhi remained silent; this was her secret recipe, how could she tell them everything?

The crowd outside the storybook was overjoyed.

"Zhizhi would never have imagined that we would know all about her secret recipe!"

"Haha, is this considered a secret recipe? Isn't it common knowledge?"

"Even if we know the secret recipe, what can we do if we can't make it?"

"The dynasty in this storybook seems to be different from ours? And I've never even heard of sesame seeds before!"

"I think I know something about it. I vaguely remember seeing it in a book. At the time, I just thought it looked strange, so I took a closer look. It seems that this thing can only be found in the Western Regions..."

"Is there really such a thing? I don't think potatoes, which appear so frequently in storybooks, are something Mr. Wuming just made up randomly!"

"Is there really such a thing?" Everyone was incredulous, after all, the function of this item was just too suitable for the current Jin Dynasty.

In many parts of the Jin Dynasty, the land is barren and arid, and the people struggle to make ends meet. The emergence of this potato can greatly solve such problems.

Those present fell into deep thought.

Just then, someone exclaimed, "Wow, that's fast! The story is almost over, only a few pages left. Everyone, enjoy it while you can!"

No one knows who said these words, but the mood of everyone in the book appreciation group instantly plummeted upon hearing them.

"There really are only a few pages left! What should I do? I'm a little reluctant to finish reading it. I don't know when I'll be able to read it again. Mr. Wuming is getting lazier and lazier. It takes him more than a month to update his storybook!"

At the book appreciation event, everyone scratched their heads, unwilling to face the fact.

"I can't help but keep reading, I just can't resist!"

"It's okay! You can review it after you finish reading it!"

"Looks like I'll have to send Ms. Wuming a knife again to urge her to update!"

"You're so ruthless! Unlike me, I just send you torture instruments!"

"Are you trying to scare Mr. Wuming to death? If he dies, who's going to update our storybooks?!"

At the storytelling event, the hustle and bustle of men and women no longer disturbed Zhao Taifu and Sun Xianren, who were in the pavilion.

Sun Xianren glanced at Zhao Taifu and said to him lightly, "Taifu, please finish reading the story."

Sun Xianren was really afraid that he would do something outrageous again, so he tried to persuade him again.

Grand Tutor Zhao wanted to calm himself down.

I tried to calm down several times, but I couldn't.

The fries in the book were sold out in no time. Some people left disappointed that there were no fries left. They only left with peace of mind after confirming the time when Luo Nanzhi would set up her stall the next day.

To Lian Luonanzhi's surprise, not only were all the fries sold out, but she also found that some of the more expensive fried chicken and hamburgers were completely gone.

She underestimated the power of foodies.

So the second time she prepared a lot more, and even asked Luo's father to help.

There were even more people on the second day; those who missed out on the first day got to eat there on the second.

Luo Nanzhi also developed a tomato-based dipping sauce, which made the fries even more popular.

Within a few days, everyone in the surrounding villages knew about the delicious food made by the Luo family.

Many people came to eat.

Luo Nanzhi's culinary creations made her an instant sensation in Yanzhou.

She was busy making snacks at her stall every day and never imagined that she would see him again one day.

They found themselves face to face in front of her stall, their eyes locked, but now she was no longer in his eyes…

"The two have finally met again!"

"Hmph! You dog of a man, you finally deigned to come see Zhizhi."

"Why am I stuck here again!"

"I'm still waiting for Zhizhi's food stall to become a hit!" Some people couldn't help but roar, worrying about these things.

The art style on the other side is completely different.

"French fries, hamburgers, fried chicken! What do these foods taste like? They make my mouth water." The man said this with a hiss and wiped his drool.

The people around couldn't help but feel disgusted.

Many people were already pounding their chests and stamping their feet at the end of the storybook, regretting that they had read it too quickly. Some even looked up to the sky and howled, cursing Mr. Wuming for writing too little.

"No, I must send Mr. Wuming a razor blade! Why did you do this to my Zhizhi! I don't care, even if the prince regains his memories, he must love Zhizhi!"

Everyone was discussing when suddenly a gust of wind swept past them.

They were moving so fast that they couldn't tell whether it was the wind or a human figure rushing past.

When they looked up, Zhao Taifu, who was sitting in the center of the pavilion, had already disappeared.

Someone whispered, "Where has Grand Tutor Zhao gone?"

These people originally planned to approach Zhao Taifu after the storytelling event and recommend themselves to him.

This is a golden opportunity, and many people are already secretly itching to try their luck.

Unexpectedly, before the book appreciation event was over, Grand Tutor Zhao suddenly disappeared, which made them feel very frustrated!

"Grand Tutor Zhao has just left..."

"What? Could it be that the person who just ran past me was Grand Tutor Zhao?" Everyone was astonished.

They couldn't understand why Grand Tutor Zhao had suddenly run so fast.

Just as the group was still feeling regretful, Sun Xianren suddenly stood up and announced the end of the storytelling event.

Everyone was truly baffled as to why the storytelling event was ending so abruptly.

This time, not only Sun Xianren, but even Zhao Taifu, who suddenly appeared at the book appreciation gathering, was a little surprised.