The supermarket wasn't crowded in the morning. Lin Wanwan leisurely pushed a small cart, making big purchases in the fruit and vegetable aisle. Cherries, the must-have for Great Tang nobles during the New Year, were a necessity, so she directly grabbed three boxes of cherries; then came the grapes known as "market delights" in Great Tang; and next, some citrus fruits that Qingyu particularly liked.
After buying fruits, Lin Wanwan proceeded to shop for hot pot ingredients. In winter, hot pot is a must, and she craved it frequently.
While happily selecting items, suddenly, a stranger's voice interrupted her contented mood: "Excuse me, are you the Kung Fu Girl?"
Lin Wanwan looked down at the kawaii girl with a panda headband who was ten centimeters shorter than her, eyes like sparkling water full of surprise: "You have the wrong person."
