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

"Luosifen, at the entrance of Shuiyuelou, at the entrance of Shuiyuelou, luosifen!" Nangong Yao kept chanting, his excitement growing stronger.

"Your Highness..."

Nangong Yao snapped out of his daze, a smile playing on his lips, and pulled two taels of silver from his pocket: "Well done, this is your reward!"

"If you run into Sister Shen again, just come find me."

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Baozi, my name is Baozi!!"

The little beggar was overjoyed, clutching the silver tightly in his small, dark hands, his heart pounding wildly.

"Baozi, wait here for a while. Someone will bring over some steamed buns. Share them with the others," Nangong Yao said again.

The little beggar was even happier: "Thank you so much, Your Highness! Thank you so much, Your Highness!"

"Never mind, I'll send someone to ask if they have any steamed buns, and have someone send some over later." Nangong Yao frowned slightly.

This name sounds like someone who loves steamed buns.

"Your Highness, you're so kind! You're such a good person! Baozi loves steamed buns the most!"

No, that's not right. His favorite food has become snail rice noodles, and steamed buns are his second favorite.

That's great, this trip was totally worth it.

The crown prince asked him to take the food and distribute it to the other little beggars. What does this mean? It means that he can win people's hearts!

In the eyes of a beggar, whoever has food is powerful, and he will listen to whoever gives him food.

He's about to turn things around!

Indeed, people should be brave enough to do things. Baozi wanted it, Baozi got it, Baozi is so happy!

Nangong Yao instructed the servants to fetch the steamed buns, and then hurriedly ran out of the palace.

I jogged all the way.

boom--

Running too fast, I bumped into someone head-on.

"Oh dear, where are you running off to in such a hurry? You're not a child anymore, why are you still so reckless? Your father is really something, taking you out for hot pot every night, you don't even eat properly during the day..."

After a scolding, Nangong Yao knew without even looking up that he had run into his mother.

But he didn't have time to say more at that moment, and hurriedly said, "Mother, I won't be going to eat hot pot tonight. Don't worry, I have urgent business to attend to and must go now. I'll tell you when I get back!"

Before Princess Chun could react, Nangong Yao had already run away in a flash.

"This child..." she said helplessly.

The older the kids get, the harder they are to control.

"Go, hurry and follow him, protect the young master." She could only give orders to the servants beside her.

The servant obeyed and ran out of the mansion.

The young prince runs fast; if he doesn't run now, he might not be able to catch up.

After running through long streets and narrow alleys, panting heavily, Nangong Yao finally arrived at the entrance of Shuiyue Tower.

The air smelled sour and foul.

Many people ate heartily, seemingly oblivious to the sour, pungent smell.

"Sister Shen, Sister Shen!" He couldn't help but shout as soon as he saw Shen Qing, "I heard you're selling a new food called snail rice noodles, I want to eat snail rice noodles!"

He ran up to Shen Qing while shouting.

"Sister Shen, it stinks! Why are you setting up your stall here? This place smells terrible, let's go somewhere else!"

How can anyone eat something that smells so bad? It's unbearable.

Seeing the child, Shen Qing felt quite happy. While cooking the noodles, she said, "The smell you're smelling is from snail rice noodles. Want to try a bowl?"

"Oh... Sister Shen, you're not kidding, are you?"

"I'm not kidding, have a taste, this is the last bowl for today."

"Then, I'll have one bowl, Sister Shen, how much?"

"Fifty coins, you don't need to pay. Your father gave me ten thousand taels of silver, so deduct it from that."

"That's different." Nangong Yao frowned, acting like a little adult. "That was a gift for Sister Shen. I'm buying something now, so I have to pay for it."

This little brat is surprisingly principled.

Shen Qing smiled and placed the snail rice noodles in front of Nangong Yao: "Then this bowl of snail rice noodles is a gift from me to you, as a friend, is that alright?"

"Friends?!" Nangong Yao's eyes lit up immediately. "We're friends now!"

"Yeah, don't you want to be friends with me?"

"Of course I want to! Thank you, Sister Shen!!"

Nangong Yao was overjoyed; he never expected to become friends with Sister Shen!

Once he returns to the Prince's residence, he will have to search carefully to see if there is anything precious he can give to Sister Shen.

This is a gift for Sister Shen, given as a gift from a friend!

"Alright, kid, eat up, it'll get cold soon."

Nangong Yao nodded before turning his attention to the snail rice noodles in front of him.

To be honest, he still thinks it stinks.

But based on his blind trust in Shen Qing, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

The moment the rice noodles touched his tongue, his eyes widened instantly.

"So delicious!! It smells so good!" she exclaimed.

Sure enough, anything Sister Shen makes is absolutely extraordinary!

Luckily, Baozi was clever and fast, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to eat the last bowl.

The servant sent by Princess Chun chased after them to the street corner, but dared not get any closer.

He only saw his young master eating heartily at the entrance of Shuiyue Tower.

But a sour, foul smell kept getting into my nasal cavity.

"W-what...how did the young master end up at the entrance of a brothel?"

"What is this food? How can you eat something that smells so bad?"

"Is the young master's nose damaged...?"

The servant had only one thought in his mind: he had to hurry back and inform the princess.

......

The snail rice noodles sold out on the first day, which was a good start.

In any case, it can be considered that it has gained a group of loyal fans of snail rice noodles.

After packing up the stall, Shen Qing pushed the cart back to the Yan residence.

The first thing I did when I got back was to process the system settlement.

[Ding—Congratulations, host, for successfully setting up your stall today. Task completion progress (200/1000). Purchase limit increased to 400 units.]

Without the slightest hesitation, Shen Qing directly purchased four hundred portions of ingredients.

One night has passed, and it's a brand new day~

After preparing everything, Shen Qing pushed the cart out of the stall.

"They're here! They're here!"

"Madam Shen is here!"

"Great! I can eat snail rice noodles again!"

Clever diners were already waiting there, along with many young women from the Shuiyue Pavilion.

All they could think about all night was snail rice noodles; just thinking about them made their mouths water.

"Everyone, line up properly and don't push," Shen Qing said calmly.

Queuing for delicious food is nothing; diners are very cooperative.

Shen Qing deftly cooked the rice noodles and poured the broth over them, and in an instant, the unique aroma of snail rice noodles filled the air once again.

"Two bowls of snail rice noodles, to go." Just then, a clear and cold voice rang out.

There was no excitement, no fervor, completely unlike the frenzied diners around him.

Shen Qing subconsciously looked up and immediately recognized the person in front of her.

It's the same Lord Wu from Wuzhuang from yesterday.

She was deeply impressed by Wu Zhuang's act of spending money to treat the girls to a meal.

But for some reason, Shen Qing felt that Wuzhuang was different today.

He exuded an even stronger scholarly air, and his gaze was even calmer, like a deep pool in late autumn, its depths unfathomable.