Not far from the old Gu Mansion, there's a small marketplace selling mountain goods and local specialties.
The Maybach pulled up steadily at the entrance to the marketplace, and the two of them got out of the car.
"This marketplace has been around since I was a child. It's always lively, partly because it's close to the old town."
Gu Moqian held Ji Wei's hand as they walked inside.
On both sides of the cobblestone path, various stalls were set up, and each vendor was loudly calling out to attract customers.
Ji Wei was visiting such a place for the first time; everything felt novel to her.
In no time, she was holding a stick of sugar-coated hawthorn in her left hand and a box of glutinous rice cakes in her right, eating happily.
Gu Moqian skillfully found the famous old shop selling osmanthus cakes.
"Here you go. Come back again next time!" The pastry chef called out loudly while handing the neatly wrapped square cakes, tied with oil paper and string, to Gu Moqian.
