CHAPTER TWENTY
Guomin sauntered over just as we were finishing cleaning up. He set his hands on his hips and grinned at us. “I heard good things about your shop today. It’s the talk of the city, too. People are wondering when you’re going to set up shop permanently.”
A little color drained from my face and Arian spoke on behalf of both of us. “I do not believe we could keep up with the demand.”
He threw back his head and let out a great guffaw. “No, I reckon not! You ran out an hour before your time and I expect you’d run out sooner if you did it again.”
My fingers twitched at the thought of having to make that many chocolates again. “I think we’ll wait a while until we do another one.”
“You could do it during the festival,” he suggested as he patted the spit. “I could offer
