Rou'er did not notice. She was holding a drink Yu Xiaoheng had handed her, sipping it with great delight.
It was a "milk tea" made from fresh milk, black tea, and specially prepared syrup. Smooth and sweet without being cloying, it had been one of Yu Xiaoheng's ideas from his previous life, now brought over wholesale.
"Mm—this is so good! Xiao Heng, what is this? It tastes better than every sweet drink I've ever had!"
Yu Lin and Yu Hu, following behind them, exchanged a glance, both utterly speechless.
My dear young lady, those sweet drinks you used to have only cost a few Copper Soul Coins per cup.
The milk tea the young master gave you costs a Silver Soul Coin just to make. It is supplied only to the major noble houses, and sells outside for twenty Silver Soul Coins a cup!
How could they possibly compare?
And all along the way, your little mouth has not stopped moving. The pastries you ate and drinks you had would sell for several Gold Soul Coins in total every single day!
Oblivious, Rou'er drained the last sip of milk tea, smacked her lips in lingering satisfaction, then patted her still slightly heaving chest and said to Yu Xiaoheng with grand conviction:
"Xiao Heng! You're amazing! You've been so good to your Sister Rou'er. I'll definitely repay you someday!"
A gentle smile spread across Yu Xiaoheng's face. He did not take it to heart.
You can eat what I give you. All you spend is money.
But what I want... heh heh.
Just then, he halted and turned toward the academy gates, casually explaining, "It seems the family has sent something over."
Rou'er paid it no mind and continued sipping her milk tea happily.
Several elders dressed in Blue Lightning Tyrant