The clingy concubine ran away, and the sickly prince lost control.

"I want her to crawl over and beg me. No rush." ​​Lin You said disdainfully, looking up at Pei Shiyuan. So what if Pei Shiyuan is outstanding? What's with all his talk of being both scholarly and martial? Bullshit. His fiancée is still being insulted.

Let's see how he can still act like a grown man.

Pei Shiyuan was superior to him in both literary and martial arts, and was always one step ahead of him.

Lin You clenched his fists in resentment. His father often compared him to Pei Shiyuan and berated him.

He was determined to embarrass Pei Shiyuan.

Lin You looked up at Kangning Pavilion: "Let's go up and take a look."

This is the restaurant opened by Pei Shiyuan's beautiful concubine.

The enchantress is quite capable; it seems she learned a lot on the pleasure boat.

Lin You chuckled as he recalled that Pei Shiyuan's taste was that of women from brothels.

The palace banquet was indeed beautiful, elegant yet tasteful.

"Sir, perhaps we shouldn't go upstairs."

The attendant said nervously, "If you go up and flirt with her, what if Prince Pei finds out? You'll get a beating."

Cui Rou was Pei Shiyuan's former fiancée, whom he didn't want.

I'll provoke them a little, I don't think I'll get away with it.

But this Concubine Luo is currently very much in love with Prince Pei, so it's best not to touch her.

"It's nothing. I'm not doing anything." Lin You flicked his sleeve and headed towards Kangning Pavilion.

"I'll order one." After sitting down, Lin You glanced at the menu and said to the waiter.

The waiter suggested he order less, since he wouldn't be able to finish it.

"Get your boss out here and talk to me."

Lin You straightened his back, striking the pose of a refined gentleman.

"Let's order one book as requested by this customer," Luo Qingyan's voice came.

Isn't it good if someone is willing to spend money? If there's leftover food, she can give it to the beggars on the street and still make money.

At the palace banquet, Pei Shiyuan told her that this person was Lin You, the son of Prime Minister Lin, who had always loved to compete with him since childhood.

Prime Minister Lin often praised Pei Shiyuan and criticized Lin You for being a blockhead.

Judging from this, he's another troublemaker.

Luo Qingyan turned and left.

Lin You's smile faded. He was truly ashamed of Luo Qingyan. He must have overestimated her.

This would cost a lot of money, and if my father found out, he would scold me, so I could only secretly ask my mother for money.

A large table full of medicinal dishes was served.

"Please enjoy your meal, sir." The waiter tossed the towel aside in annoyance and left, rolling his eyes as he turned around. What kind of person was he?

The Luo family said that as long as they do their jobs well at Kangning Pavilion, they don't need to worry about anyone's feelings. They don't need to be polite to anyone who causes trouble.

Therefore, they worked at Kangning Pavilion and earned just as much money as they did elsewhere, and most importantly, they didn't suffer any humiliation.

"Master, what should we do?" the attendant asked anxiously, saying that the situation was not to be trifled with.

"I didn't touch the chopsticks; I returned everything just before closing time."

Lin You raised his eyebrows.

"Your idea is excellent, sir. This meal alone will cost several hundred taels of silver," the attendant said with a fawning smile.

"Sir, the total is five thousand taels. Please settle the bill." Luo Qingyan handed over the bill.

"Five thousand taels?" Lin You's eyes widened. Even eating gold wasn't that expensive. He was anxious for a moment, then curled his lips into a smile: "Young lady, if you spend one night with me, it's probably worth five thousand taels."

Let's scare Luo Qingyan and see if she dares to ask for an exorbitant amount again.

As he spoke, Lin You used his index finger to hook Luo Qingyan's chin.

Luo Qingyan stepped back, only to see blood gushing from Lin You's fingers. Looking to the side, she realized it was the blade that Yuan Qing had thrown.

"Ah!" Lin You screamed, clutching his index finger. What happened? Why did his finger suddenly get cut?

"Sir, you'd better settle the bill quickly, lest you suffer retribution later." Luo Qingyan pouted.

"I didn't eat anything, why should I pay the bill? Ouch!" Lin You shouted, his temples throbbing with pain.

"People like you who 'order a book' always pay first." Luo Qingyan's eyes darkened, and she crossed her arms. Surely the young master of the Prime Minister's mansion wouldn't try to renege on his debt!

You can't just order a book without paying first, or the person might run away.

"Don't you know who I am?" Lin You said arrogantly. Luo Qingyan was pretending not to know him and even dared to rip him off. He hadn't realized she was so bold.

"Sir, whoever you are, you should follow the rules of this establishment and pay for your meal. Since you ignored the waiter's advice and insisted on ordering this dish, you must have brought enough money." Luo Qingyan's eyes narrowed. Could it be that Young Master Lin didn't bring any money? He seemed to be shrinking back.

"Why should I listen to a waiter? Does he even deserve to speak to me?" Lin You spat. Not to mention outside, even in the Lin family mansion, the lowest servants were not qualified to speak to him.

Luo Qingyan gave a wicked smile. Lin You and Cui Rou really were a match made in heaven, with the same temperament.

At the palace banquet, Cui Rou gave Lin You flirtatious glances, and Lin You saw it all.

"This is just ordinary medicinal cuisine, not worth five thousand taels. Is the young lady trying to bully her customers because she's a big business?" Lin You waved his sleeve, turned around, and stood with his hands behind his back. Luo Qingyan was clearly trying to rip him off.

"Sir, since you've 'ordered a special dish,' it naturally uses the finest ingredients, costing at least ten times more than others. We also allocate extra staff to prepare it for you first. Surely you can't ask for extra money for all of this?"

Luo Qingyan, her eyelids drooping, counted them one by one.

hushed laughter drifted from the next table. "Trying to pick a fight? Looks like he's going to get his comeuppance. Heh heh."

"I have the money. I'll have someone send it over later. I'll put it on credit for now," Lin You stammered.

"May I ask your surname, sir, and where you live? If you don't bring the money here later, I'll come to your door to demand it back." Luo Qingyan stared at Lin You with a deep gaze and a smile on her lips.

"Luo Qingyan, don't you really recognize me?" Lin You asked anxiously. He was being made to introduce himself in front of so many people. They were just a bunch of commoners, and it was embarrassing for them. They were nobles, and they should give each other face.

"Ah! I remember now." Luo Qingyan seemed to suddenly realize something and smiled.

"Right! I remember now." Lin You echoed with a smile.

"You are Lin You, the son of Prime Minister Lin," Luo Qingyan said quickly.

The guests at the next few tables looked at each other, mouths agape. It turned out to be the son of Prime Minister Lin.

"Luo Qingyan, you did this on purpose." Lin You gritted his teeth.

"Young Master Lin, Prime Minister Lin is a man of high moral character and prestige. I trust you; you would never do something like ordering random dishes when you don't have the money." Luo Qingyan smiled.

Lin You gritted his teeth so hard they almost ground to powder: "Of course, but I originally intended to put it on credit and have someone bring the money over later. Boss Luo, surely my shop won't refuse to let you put it on credit?"

"Of course, you can put it on credit." Luo Qingyan said casually. It was normal for wealthy families to put things on credit and settle accounts monthly.

The Prime Minister's residence can't escape either.

"Please enjoy your meal."

Luo Qingyan left with a smile.

Lin You was so angry that he threw down his chopsticks. He had no appetite at all. Five thousand taels of silver—he absolutely couldn't let his father know.

"Sir, why don't we pack up a few of the best ones and bring them to Madam? That would cover the bill..." the attendant suggested.

"Good idea, this way Mother can rightfully take the money."

"Someone, pack these up, I'll take them home to eat."

Lin You shouted.

The waiter came quickly over with a food box in his hand.

"Who sent you? Tell Boss Luo to pack this up for me. Go away, go away." Lin You waved his hand dismissively.

The waiter frowned, and in a few quick movements, packed it up.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Lin You was shocked. There were servants who didn't obey orders. They should be beaten to death.

The waiter acted as if he hadn't heard him; such customers shouldn't be tolerated: "Sir, it's packed up."

After that, he bowed and left.

"Boss Luo," Lin You called out to the counter again, "I told him not to pack it up, but he insisted. He touched it, so I don't want this medicinal food."

"Add more money."