Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

"Yeah, if you're not selling, then move aside, we'll buy!"

"Radishes aren't worth much, but these are the radishes made by Madam Shen. How can they be the same?"

"This is Madam Shen! I'd buy it for twenty or thirty coins, let alone ten!"

"..."

The regular diners all started shouting.

They can tolerate uncultured new diners, but they don't want to tolerate uncultured and impolite new diners.

"Move aside or not? Hurry up!" Li Xiaoer shouted again.

He worked as a yamen runner in the county government office. He was already strong and healthy, and when he shouted, his voice was full of energy.

Sun Yun's face darkened, but he was unwilling to move aside.

I've been waiting for a long time, and I came here today specifically to see the stinky tofu that Mr. Han recommends.

If we leave now, wouldn't we have waited in vain?

"I earned my place in line through my own merit, of course I won't let you pass!!" Sun Yun shouted coldly.

Li Xiaoer rolled his eyes: "If you don't want to, then shut up and stop yelling."

"Stinky tofu is thirty coins a serving. How many servings do you want?"

Shen Qing spoke up at the right moment. She couldn't just watch the diners start arguing; there were too many people, and if a conflict really broke out, things could easily get out of hand.

Upon hearing the name stinky tofu, Sun Yun thought of Han Tanzi again, so he suppressed the urge to retaliate and replied, "One serving will do."

After saying that, he slapped thirty coins on the table.

Shen Qing deftly poured oil into the pot, preparing to heat it.

He casually opened the lid, revealing a large bowl of grayish-brown stinky tofu.

The stinky tofu, before it was fried, was smelly and hard, grayish, and looked like a stone in a stinky ditch.

A strong stench emanated from the air, and Sun Yun, who was standing at the very front, was the first to be affected.

"...It stinks..."

He took a big step back and almost stepped on the foot of the person behind him.

He covered his mouth and nose with both hands, his eyes filled with disgust.

"Are you sure this is safe to eat? Was this the same thing you gave Mr. Han yesterday?"

Shen Qing remained calm: "Of course, stinky tofu smells bad, but it tastes delicious."

"Really? I have a feeling that you're feeding Mr. Han good food, but selling rotten stuff to others."

"I strongly suspect that you are using Mr. Han's name to make money!! And that you are selling inferior goods as superior ones!"

Sun Yun thought about it more and more and felt that his guess made sense.

This smells so awful, so foul, so disgusting, how could it possibly win over Mr. Han?

In his opinion, it must have been this Mrs. Shen who won Mr. Han's favor with her delicious stinky tofu and obtained this plaque.

Then they used this plaque to attract these people, and made more money by selling spoiled stinky tofu.

"The stinky tofu that Mr. Han ate was definitely not like this. It must have been slightly smelly but actually very delicious. Yours has all gone bad!!!"

Sun Yun shouted out his guess at the top of his lungs.

Shen Qing was speechless. How could this person act like he had a mental illness?

Stinky tofu is supposed to be smelly, so what's with the "slightly smelly" part?

Just as she was about to speak, a strong and resonant voice rang out:

"Are you ever going to stop? Are you out of your mind? Nobody's forcing you to buy it. Buy it or don't, it's up to you. Stop causing trouble for Madam Shen!"

It was Li Xiaoer; he simply couldn't stand Sun Yun, thinking he was too petty.

Taking your time to buy food is a waste of other people's time.

Sun Yun retorted, "You're the one who's sick! Why are you so nosy? Does Zhiweixuan not allow others to talk about their inferior products?"

"Yes, we want to eat real stinky tofu!"

"We want to eat the kind of stinky tofu that Mr. Han ate!"

"We don't want it to break!"

"..."

A group of people behind Sun Yun shouted; they had all come to Zhiweixuan because of the signboard.

Li Xiaoer was speechless upon hearing this.

"Eat it or don't, get lost and don't keep other people from eating!"

"Yes, Madam Shen's stinky tofu is limited, and many people can't buy it, yet you're still complaining here."

"You dare to question Madam Shen? You're truly unlucky. Not only are you unlucky, but you're also out of your minds."

"..."

A group of regular diners cheered. They were loyal customers of Zhiweixuan and also loyal fans of Shen Qing.

In just a moment, the people on both sides were cursing each other until their faces were red and their necks were thick with anger. They were exchanging insults, and some even started cursing each other's ancestors.

Shen Qing noticed something resembling a celebrity fan war.

In modern times, fan wars mostly happen online, but I never imagined that one day we would see ancient people fighting face to face.

Sun Yun and the others were there for Han Tanzi and Qin Muzhi, while the diners, led by Li Xiaoer, were there to protect Shen Qing.

Shen Qing was naturally very moved, but the chaotic scene left her at a loss for what to do.

The first thing that came to mind was to report it to the authorities.

Just then, someone suddenly shouted, "Hey, what's going on? Why are they arguing?"

"Brother Sun, didn't you say you were coming to try the stinky tofu? Why are you causing trouble?"

Sun Yun looked and saw that it was Song Lian.

He met Song Lian while following famous scholars; he admired Han Tanzi, while Song Lian was obsessed with Qin Muzhi's calligraphy.

The difference is that Song Lian did not have a clique; he always worked alone.

It was Song Lian who told Sun Yun about the plaque.

"It's all because Zhiweixuan is selling inferior goods. Just smell this; is this food fit for humans? They're treating us like fools."

Upon hearing Sun Yun's words, Song Lian's expression changed instantly, and he looked at Sun Yun as if he were a fool.

"Are you alright???"

"This is what stinky tofu smells like. I smelled it yesterday too. I've gotten used to it and it even smells kind of nice."

As Song Lian spoke, he took a deep breath and then revealed an expression of enjoyment.

Sun Yun frowned immediately, looking at Song Lian as if he were a pervert.

"Impossible? How could this taste good? How could Mr. Han eat something like this..."

"How about this, you give me your seat, I'll buy some to eat first, and you'll see," Song Lian said directly.

Since Sun Yun didn't believe him, he ate it to show Sun Yun.

And you don't have to queue!

"Fine, I'll give it to you. But taste it carefully. Is this different from what you ate yesterday?" Sun Yun was convinced that Shen Qing was passing off inferior goods as superior ones.

In his mind, something that smelled so bad couldn't possibly taste good.

Upon hearing this, Song Lian let out a big laugh.

"Okay, it's settled then. You can stand over there."

As he spoke, he pushed Sun Yun aside and stood directly in Sun Yun's place.

We absolutely must not let Sun Yun go back on his word.

"Madam Shen, I'd like two servings of stinky tofu!" he said hurriedly.