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

Zhao Cheng ran outside like a whirlwind, his mind filled with nothing but the thought of gnawing on a few more braised pork bones.

He was completely captivated by the braised pork ribs.

"Young Master Zhao, where are you going?" Wang Yuan happened to run into Zhao Cheng and couldn't help but ask when he saw his eager look.

He was the president of the food and beverage association, and Master Zhao was the richest man in the county. He naturally knew the son of the richest man in the county.

Zhao Cheng had no time for pleasantries with Wang Yuan and hurriedly said, "I'm going to eat braised pork ribs, Shen Niangzi's braised pork ribs!"

Having said that, he turned and ran.

"Madam Shen?" Wang Yuan grabbed Zhao Cheng, his eyes widening. "What did you say? Madam Shen is selling braised pork ribs? Where?"

"You're also a loyal customer of Madam Shen's??"

"Of course! Tell me where she is! My little sister missed out on her crystal soup dumplings last night and she's been craving them so much!"

Wang Yuan was extremely anxious; his younger sister was even clamoring to try her luck at the ghost market tonight.

Even if it's not crystal xiaolongbao, it's fine as long as it's made by Madam Shen, anything is acceptable!

"It's at the entrance of the academy. I'm going there now." After a while, Zhao Cheng finally told him the location of Shen Qing's stall.

"I'll go with you!" Wang Yuan said directly.

Zhao Cheng was taken aback: "Aren't you going to find my father?"

"Let's not go yet. Madam Shen's business is booming; there'll probably be a long queue again. Let's go buy some braised pork ribs first!"

Wang Yuan gritted his teeth. He could find Master Zhao anytime, but finding Madam Shen was not so easy.

He went to Madam Shen's house today, but there was no one there; the house was empty.

I wonder where Madam Shen moved to?

What's more, this braised pork ribs sounds incredibly delicious.

The two of them ran towards the entrance of the academy like a gust of wind.

I expected to see long queues, but to my surprise, there wasn't a single person in front of the stall.

"Madam Shen, I want two braised pork ribs!" Zhao Cheng was extremely excited.

Wang Yuan was full of doubts, after all, the business didn't look very good.

"Madam Shen, I'd like a braised pork bone."

Shen Qing felt a sense of warmth upon seeing the regular customers and quickly scooped out some braised pork ribs and handed them to the two of them.

Then he said, "Sixty coins for one."

"This smells so good! It's worth it even if it's 600 coins, let alone 600!" Zhao Cheng took out some silver coins, grabbed a big braised pork bone, and stuffed it into his mouth.

He had already tasted the delicious braised pork ribs at home, so he immediately began to wolf them down, his mouth soon becoming greasy, showing no trace of the image of a noble young master.

Wang Yuan was stunned. He subconsciously felt that this action was somewhat unseemly, but in the end, he could not resist the aroma at the tip of his nose and reached out to take the big bone covered with sauce.

The dark red broth clung to the bones, glistening with oil, and felt slightly hot in my hands.

He held the bone up with both hands and gently bit the edge of the meat with his front teeth.

The next moment, his eyes widened.

The meat is soft and doesn't require any tearing with your teeth; with just a light touch, it lands on your tongue.

The rich, savory aroma instantly overwhelmed the tongue, the meaty flavor surged, and with a gentle touch, the meat melted in the mouth.

Before he could even swallow, he opened his mouth and began gnawing on the bone, no longer caring about his image.

"It smells so good, so wonderful!"

After finishing one, he still wasn't satisfied, so he asked for another one.

"Madam Shen, your braised pork ribs are absolutely amazing! I've never had such delicious braised pork ribs in my life!" Zhao Cheng praised from the side.

His mouth and hands were covered in oil.

The two squatted by the roadside, wolfing down their food, showing no sign that one was a young nobleman and the other a guild leader.

"Burp~"

"Burp~ I actually got full from gnawing on bones..."

They ate so many that they didn't know how many they ate before they finally stopped.

Wang Yuan wiped his mouth, a hint of regret in his voice: "Madam Shen, this location isn't good. If you could sell your braised pork ribs at the morning market, your business would definitely be booming!"

Although it's called an early morning market, the stalls are set up from morning till night.

Moreover, Wang Yuan also had his own selfish motives. He wanted Shen Qing to return to the morning market, so that the business of other vendors in the morning market would be much better.

This is also beneficial to their eating and walking habits.

"Yeah, you could sell at the ghost market too, let alone the morning market. Business would definitely be much better than it is now," Zhao Cheng said casually.

Shen Qing smiled and said, "I will be setting up a stall at the entrance of the academy for the next two days."

"If I can't sell them all later, I'll try my luck at the ghost market."

Given the system's quirks, selling braised pork bones at the ghost market might not count towards the task completion quota.

But we can't let all that delicious braised pork ribs go to waste.

The braised pork ribs made today won't taste good if left until tomorrow.

"Why not just go to the ghost market?" Zhao Cheng asked directly, his mind filled with doubt.

"Heaven won't allow it," Shen Qing said with a faint smile.

Zhao Cheng choked. Heaven won't allow it? What kind of ridiculous excuse is that?

Madam Shen is too capricious; it's clearly something she doesn't want to do.

Indeed, capable people are quite unique.

Shen Qing waited at the entrance of the academy until dusk, when the sky gradually darkened.

She sighed, packed her things, and pushed the cart toward the ghost market.

Selling all these braised pork ribs at the ghost market wouldn't be a waste.

......

Zhou Wentong walked into the academy with a braised pork bone in his pocket.

He didn't rush to eat, but instead sat down in his seat and waited for class to begin.

No, today he is going to give all his classmates a good lesson.

The academy usually serves two meals a day, one around 9 or 10 a.m. and the other around 3 or 4 p.m.

They had just eaten the same meal that afternoon.

They ate very little for lunch today, finding it quite difficult to swallow.

When the break ended, Master Zheng, holding a ruler in one hand and a book in the other, slowly walked into the classroom.

As soon as he entered the classroom, the increasingly strong aroma of braised pork bones filled his nostrils.

Looking around, he saw three or four students with oil stains on their clothes, clearly indicating they had gone out to cheat on their lovers.

"You, you, and you, stand up!!" Master Zheng shouted.

A strange sense of anger welled up inside me.

The students dared not disobey their teacher's orders, so they all stood up, heads bowed, as if they had committed a grave sin.

"Did you go out to eat?"

"We dare not hide it from you, Master. There's a vendor outside selling braised pork ribs. It smells so good, we just wanted to try some," one of them explained in a low voice.

Everyone fell silent, as if afraid of displeasing Mr. Zheng.

Mr. Zheng slammed down his book, raised his ruler, and roared, "What did I say when class ended?"

"The desires of the palate are like an ant hole that causes a dam to collapse..."

"You still know? You know and yet you dare to be so presumptuous! Look at you, covered in filth! You're a disgrace to scholars! What kind of behavior is this? What kind of behavior is this?!"

"Hold out your hand!"

The ruler was raised high and then brought down heavily, instantly turning the student's hand a large red patch.