A surge of immense joy welled up within me.
Overwhelmed with excitement, Hermione stood on tiptoe and gave Draco a quick kiss on the cheek!
" Draco! You're a genius! This is brilliant! How come I didn't think of that!" she exclaimed excitedly.
However, her little scheme of "revenge" also succeeded.
The little bit of white foam on her lips successfully rubbed onto Draco's smooth cheek, leaving a comical mark.
Draco felt a dampness and something strange on his cheek. He raised his hand to touch it and found some foam on his hand.
He glanced down at his fingers, then looked up at Hermione, who was covering her mouth and chuckling, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
"Oh? Miss Granger, a kiss isn't all it takes, but to come with a 'gift'? I'll have to 'return' this 'generous gift' properly."
As he spoke, he made a gesture as if to smear the foam on Hermione's face.
Hermione dodged with a startled laugh, nimbly circling to the other side of the sink, covering her mouth and doubled over with laughter. "Serves you right! Who told you to tease me this morning! This is revenge!"
The two laughed and joked for a while before finally finishing washing up.
Stepping out of the bathroom and changing into casual clothes, Draco asked:
"Shall we have breakfast in the Great Hall?"
"No... I don't want to eat at the Great Hall anymore. I don't want to go for the next few days. I want to eat what you make." Hermione pouted.
"Pretty high demands. You want me to be your personal House-elf? Not impossible..." Draco deliberately left his sentence unfinished.
Hermione became wary, puffed out her cheeks, and glared at him resentfully. "What conditions are you trying to negotiate now? I'm your wife! Isn't it only natural to make breakfast for your wife?"
"Precisely because she's my daughter-in-law, we need to negotiate," Draco said matter-of-factly. "We need to help you develop good habits."
"What good habits?" Hermione asked, puzzled.
"For example..." Draco gave an example, "When asking someone for a favor or expressing a need, you must use the correct 'address.' It's basic etiquette, Mrs. Malfoy."
Hermione understood, and her face flushed again.
What a scoundrel!
But... for a delicious and unique breakfast...
She bit her lip, glanced at him quickly, and then whispered in a coquettish tone, "Honey... I want to eat the breakfast you made... okay?"
Draco was quite pleased with that soft, sweet "husband" and her coquettish tone. He reached out and pinched her soft cheek, laughing, "That's more like it. Just wait."
With a thought, he redeemed several steaming dishes from his System Space and arranged them one by one on the small round table:
Several large steamed buns of different flavors, a small dish of peeled tea eggs, and a cup of hot drink with a rich bean aroma.
Hermione leaned closer curiously, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the food she had never seen before.
"What are these? What's this round, soft thing? This egg... its color is strange, is it spoiled? This cup is... milk? But it tastes a little different?"
Draco pulled her to sit down and began to introduce himself:
"This is called a 'baozi,' a type of steamed bun filled with various fillings. These two are pork-filled, this one is red bean paste-filled, and this one is vegetable-filled. Which one do you prefer?"
He picked up another tea egg,
"This is called 'tea egg,' made by boiling eggs together with tea leaves, soy sauce, spices, for a long time."
"So the shell and egg white turned brown, and the flavor seeped in. It's much more fragrant than a hard-boiled egg. Try it."
Finally, he pointed to the hot drink.
"This is called 'soy milk,' a beverage made by grinding, filtering, and boiling soybeans. It's rich in nutrients and, well, very good for your health."
He promptly swallowed back the part about "being good for the skin."
To avoid Hermione becoming shy again.
Hermione listened with great interest, and couldn't wait to pick up a pork-filled bun and take a careful bite.
Instantly, the soft dough and the sizzling hot meat juices burst in her mouth, and she squinted her eyes in satisfaction.
"Mmm! Delicious!" She tasted the red bean bun again, and the sweet and delicate red bean paste brought a happy smile to her face.
The vegetable buns also received positive feedback from her.
Next, Hermione tasted the tea eggs.
"This egg is so unique! The flavor is so rich!"
Then she looked at the cup of soy milk. "This is supposed to be for drinking, right? But... why is there only one cup?"
She glanced at Draco, then at the cup.
Draco picked up the cup and said, "One sip each!"
Hermione's face flushed again.
"Can't you... can't you just conjure up two cups?"
"We've kissed quite a lot, it's just indirect kissing, Miss Granger, when did you become so particular?"
"That's different!" Hermione was speechless, though... they seemed to be about the same in terms of intimacy?
She was just habitually complaining about his "shamelessness," saying, "You, you just want to take advantage!"
Draco stopped teasing her and brought the cup to her lips. "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Try it, be careful it's hot."
Hermione took a small sip carefully from his hand.
The mellow and rich aroma of soybeans fills the mouth, with a hint of sweetness, and flows smoothly down the throat, leaving a warm and comfortable feeling.
"Mmm! Delicious! It's a bit like less sweet Pumpkin Juice, but more... rich?"
The two shared this novel and delicious breakfast, with Hermione praising everything on the menu.
"This bun has such a soft outer layer and so much filling; it'll definitely be a hit in Hogsmeade!"
Tea eggs are convenient to carry and filling, and soy milk is healthy; I feel it's a better choice for breakfast than Butterbeer...
She's already automatically switching into a business evaluation mode.
Seeing her excitedly analyzing the situation, Draco asked:
"So, do you think there's a selling point? If you opened a breakfast stall like this in Hogsmeade, or had the Three Broomsticks add these items to their menu, would it be profitable?"
"Of course!" Hermione nodded without hesitation. " Hogwarts students and wizards visiting Hogsmeade for the weekend will definitely be interested in these fresh and delicious foods!"
"Moreover, the raw materials shouldn't be too rare, so the cost is controllable. If the ingredients are well-matched, coupled with the ' Malfoy Investment' brand and appropriate promotion, success is guaranteed!"
"So," Draco looked at her earnestly, "Your husband is your strongest support, understand?"
Hermione's cheeks began to heat up uncontrollably. She avoided Draco's burning gaze and pretended to focus on the half-eaten bun in her hand, pinching the soft dough with her fingers.
This guy! How can he always say such embarrassing and heart-pounding things without batting an eye!
"Who, who needs your backing...?"
Hermione mumbled something hesitantly, which was less of a rebuttal and more of a shy attempt to cover it up.
She lowered her face even further, but a sweet smile quietly curved upwards at the corners of her lips.
He took in her reaction.
Draco couldn't help but smile.