As soon as she opened the door, Niu Xiaoli was captivated by the aroma wafting up from downstairs, "Wow! It smells so good! My stomach is growling!"
She gracefully sauntered down the stairs, holding the handrail. Now she was finally about to start enjoying the life of the wealthy.
Once downstairs, she saw from afar a table laid with many exquisite pastries from which all the fragrance was emanating.
She took a deep breath, drawing all those aromas into her nostrils, and couldn't help but marvel in her heart at how the lives of the rich were indeed wonderful! Even breakfast was so luxurious and enjoyable. In contrast, her breakfasts were always a hasty affair, gobbling down a steamed bun and a stick of fried dough just to fill her stomach, with no hint of enjoyment.
"Xi'er, you're awake!"
