I, a Street Vendor in the Tang Dynasty, Accidentally Became a Marquis

He traveled through time and became a fool in the Western Market of the Tang Dynasty. He was penniless and only had a broken iron pot and half a bag of moldy flour. Lin Yiming originally wanted to make money in a low-key manner, but first paid off his eight hundred wen debt to save his life. Result—— "How do you make this egg pancake? It's ten times more delicious than Hu Pancake!" "Give me ten, no, twenty pieces every day!" "Boss Lin, the girls in Pingkangfang want to eat your cake!" The egg cake stall has become popular, and its business has spread from the West Market to Qujiang, and from Pingkangfang to the Imperial Palace. The opponent upgraded from a local gangster to a wealthy businessman with a monopoly. In the end, even the big shots in the court could no longer sit still. "Why should a cake seller be granted the title of marquis?" Lin Yiming held the iron pot and smiled without saying a word. Who said I can only sell cakes?