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

Han Tanzi, Qin Muzhi, and the others had come to buy stinky tofu, of course.

You know, eating stinky tofu is either a once-in-a-lifetime experience or an endless series of times.

However, as soon as they arrived, they were surrounded by a group of people.

"Mr. Han! It's been a long time since I've met you!"

"Mr. Han, you are so amazing! Could you please take me as your apprentice?"

"Mr. Qin, your calligraphy is truly superb!"

"..."

A group of people started shouting and yelling excitedly again.

In particular, the small group that Sun Yun brought didn't even wait in line and ran straight to Han Tanzi.

It was just like a fan meeting.

Shen Qing was stunned. The ancients' idol worship was no less than that of modern people.

This actually benefits the regular customers.

The line had thinned considerably, and they hurried forward, their eyes fixed on the stinky tofu and pickled radishes.

What's the point of talking about Han Tanzi and Qin Muzhi if they're more important than enjoying delicious food?

"Make way, make way, make way! I'm going to buy stinky tofu."

Han Tanzi looked bitter. All he could think about was stinky tofu, and he thought he would be able to eat it soon, but instead he was surrounded by a group of people.

This group of people is really... why are they surrounding him?!

Qin Muzhi also looked worried; all he could say was that these people were truly insane.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have impulsively carved the plaque yesterday." Qin Muzhi frowned.

Han Tanzi smiled wryly. He thought stinky tofu was extremely delicious and full of philosophical meaning, which was why he couldn't help but invite Qin Muzhi to write an inscription for him to personally carve the plaque.

But unexpectedly, they are now surrounded.

Just then, a passionate and excited voice suddenly rang out: "Make way! Make way!!"

"Mr. Han, I've brought you the stinky tofu!!"

Holding three servings of stinky tofu and one serving of pickled radish, Sun Yun charged straight into the crowd.

When he saw Han Tanzi, he didn't rush to him like the others, but chose to hold back and continue queuing.

After buying three servings of stinky tofu and one serving of pickled radish, I finally squeezed into the crowd.

"Mr. Han, I know you love stinky tofu, and you even wrote a poem about it. These stinky tofu are a gift for you!"

"And this pickled radish, I heard it's a perfect match for stinky tofu, you should try it!!"

Sun Yun's face was full of enthusiasm, and his eyes shone with a burning sincerity that seemed capable of scorching everything.

Upon seeing this, Han Tanzi's eyes lit up.

Stinky tofu, the stinky tofu he's been longing for!

"Thank you, here's the money for you," Han Tanzi said, reaching for his money pouch.

Sun Yun shook his head repeatedly: "No, no need, this is a gift from me, I don't need any money."

As he spoke, he pushed the oil paper package forward with both hands.

Qin Muzhi, standing nearby, was incredibly envious. Stinky tofu! Just smelling it made his mouth water.

But there were too many people around, and he couldn't get out at all.

So he asked expectantly, "Can I buy one?"

"I'm sorry, these are all gifts for Mr. Han!"

Sun Yun refused without hesitation. The only person he admired, liked, and was willing to follow was Mr. Han.

As for others, no matter how capable or famous they are, he doesn't want to waste his emotions on them.

This was not only because he admired Han Tanzi's superb seal carving skills, but also because he had once received a meal from Han Tanzi.

Han Tanzi had long forgotten about this matter.

"In that case, I'll accept it. Thank you." Han Tanzi felt Sun Yun's sincerity and stopped refusing.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "If you'd like, you can come to my house tomorrow morning."

!!!

Was Mr. Han inviting him?

Mr. Han personally invited him!

Sun Yun could hardly believe his ears. He couldn't help but smile, his face flushed with excitement, and his mouth stretched almost to the back of his ears.

"Yes, yes! I'm definitely willing, thank you Mr. Han!"

After saying that, he couldn't help but jump up, his excitement overflowing.

He never expected that such a small thing as stinky tofu would earn him an invitation from Mr. Han, something he never dared to dream of before!

Thank you, stinky tofu! Long live stinky tofu!!

Everyone around was incredibly envious, and they were all kicking themselves and filled with regret.

"I should have bought the stinky tofu first..."

"Sun Yun is so lucky. Why wasn't I the one Mr. Han invited...?"

"A golden opportunity missed!!"

"..."

A small number of people, unwilling to give up, hurriedly went to queue up again, hoping to win the favor and invitations of celebrities with their stinky tofu.

But the line was very long, and you couldn't just buy the stinky tofu right away.

Those people could only anxiously queue up while watching Mr. Han and the others with longing eyes.

After a while, someone finally got to the front of the line. Holding the stinky tofu, they went up to Qin Muzhi and, imitating Sun Yun's actions, called out, "Mr. Qin, this is the stinky tofu I brought for you."

Qin Muzhi frowned deeply, but he couldn't bear to part with the stinky tofu.

So he took out some silver coins, took the stinky tofu in one hand, and put the silver coins into the man's hand with the other.

"Thank you, here's the money."

The man repeatedly refused, saying, "No, no, this is a gift from me, I don't want any money..."

As they were talking, they saw Qin Muzhi turn around and walk away into the distance.

No? Why didn't Mr. Qin invite him? He did send stinky tofu too.

Disappointment is visible to the naked eye.

"Brother, your purpose is too obvious. Old Master Qin will definitely not like it," Sun Yun couldn't help but say from the side.

He sent stinky tofu because he genuinely wanted to make Mr. Han happy. As for the later invitation, it was an unexpected surprise that he hadn't anticipated.

This gentleman sent stinky tofu because he saw the invitation; he had an ulterior motive. A renowned scholar like Mr. Qin would certainly not accept such an approach with ulterior motives.

He had just seen it; Mr. Qin had given a lot of money, meaning that Mr. Qin had even paid for queuing.

We owe each other nothing.

Upon hearing this, the man became even more dejected, looking completely lost and disoriented.

Sun Yun didn't say anything more, and once again stood at the back of the line.

He had no other thoughts; he just wanted to try the stinky tofu and see what the stinky tofu that Mr. Han liked tasted like.

......

"Have you heard? Zhiweixuan's stinky tofu is amazing! It smells stinky but tastes delicious!"

"Let's go take a look. I heard that the signboard of Zhiweixuan is quite special."

"Hurry, hurry!"

"..."

A group of people flocked to Zhiweixuan and onto the once quiet street.

Qian Duofu frowned, squinted, and the fat on his face drooped down.

Zhiweixuan's business is so good that his restaurant simply can't compare.

He even felt that the location of his restaurant wasn't very good anymore.