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

As soon as Shen Qing pushed the cart into the Ghost Market, the system's warning sounded.

[Ding—Selling goods outside of mission locations does not count towards the mission quota. Current mission completion progress (11/2000)]

[Ding—The host must not mention the location of this mission to diners who are not at the mission location.]

Well, we're still a long way from completing the mission.

This system has even blocked her way of cheating.

There are far fewer stalls in the Ghost Market today, mainly because of the order issued by the county magistrate that stall owners who set up stalls in the Ghost Market can no longer set up stalls in the morning market.

In comparison, the morning market has more people and can be set up all day, so many vendors have no choice but to give up their business at the ghost market.

When Shen Qing arrived at the same spot, he saw a number of people waiting there.

"Madam Shen is here!"

"Madam Shen has finally arrived!"

"Crystal xiao long bao, my crystal xiao long bao!"

"..."

The diners cheered with excitement, their faces full of anticipation, and some were even drooling.

After setting up his stall, Shen Qing said with a hint of apology, "I'm not selling crystal xiaolongbao anymore."

"What?"

"Why aren't you selling it anymore?"

An uproar ensued.

"I'm selling braised pork ribs today," Shen Qing continued. "And after today, I probably won't be setting up a stall at the ghost market anymore."

The diners were all extremely disappointed. They had come specifically for the crystal soup dumplings, so you can imagine how disappointed they were after hearing Shen Qing's words.

"What's so delicious about broken bones? Crystal soup dumplings are so much better."

"Why are you not selling them anymore? I'm so craving them!"

"My crystal xiaolongbao, waaaaah~"

"..."

Cries of anguish rose from all sides. Diners tried to persuade Shen Qing, but seeing no hope of getting any more crystal soup dumplings, many even shed tears.

Before long, some diners left, while others, adhering to the idea that since they were already there, might as well try the braised pork ribs, stayed to wait for them.

Shen Qing remained calm and lit the stove as usual. As the heat rose, the aroma of braised pork ribs gradually wafted out.

The diners who had left earlier came running back after smelling the aroma.

"It smells so good!"

"I want one!"

"I'll try some too!"

The glistening, dark red bones exude an irresistible aroma, the meat on the bones trembles, and sauce drips down, making one's mouth water at first sight.

The customers at the ghost market didn't have many rules or concerns; they all squatted by the roadside and started munching away.

Before long, all the braised pork ribs were sold out.

"I'm sorry, the braised pork ribs are sold out." Shen Qing said apologetically, as many people hadn't had their turn to eat them.

"Madam Shen, are you still selling braised pork ribs tomorrow night?"

Many diners asked loudly.

Shen Qing replied, "It will be sold tomorrow, but not at the Ghost Market."

"Where is it?"

Shen Qing hesitated for a second before blurting out, "At the entrance of the academy."

She didn't actually tell the diners the location proactively; the diners asked for it themselves, and she couldn't just not answer.

Of course, she did have some wishful thinking, after all, she needed to sell two thousand servings of braised pork ribs to complete the task, and she had only sold eleven servings so far, which was a huge gap.

After packing her things, Shen Qing pushed the cart home.

As soon as she arrived at her doorstep, she saw a figure dressed in white.

In the pitch-black night, the figure looked just like a ghost.

"Who goes there!" she exclaimed in surprise.

"Qing'er, I've finally waited for you. You have no idea how long I've waited for you. Qing'er, where have you been? I've missed you so much. Only now do I see my own heart clearly. From beginning to end, you're the only one in my heart."

"As for Zhao Wan, nothing happened between us. I only noticed her because she looks a bit like you, Qing'er. You won't blame me, will you?"

"Although your family has fallen on hard times, believe me, I will definitely give you a good life. Once I pass the imperial examination with flying colors, I will let you enjoy wealth and honor with me. I will work hard to earn you the title of Lady of the Imperial Family. Believe me!"

Upon hearing these words, Shen Qing finally recognized that the ghostly figure was none other than Song Wenqian.

Good heavens, is Song Wenqian out of his mind?

"Get out of the way, don't block the way." Shen Qing's voice was indifferent.

Song Wenqian gritted his teeth. He hadn't expected that after saying so much, Shen Qing would only tell him not to block the way.

He felt like all his words had been wasted.

"Qing'er, I love you, and our relationship has always been so good..."

"Shut up, I have nothing to do with you." Shen Qing bypassed Song Wenqian and called out the gatekeeper, Old Chen.

Old Chen hurried forward, pushed the car into the house, and then cautiously asked, "Master, this gentleman..."

"If you have a grudge against him, drive him away." Shen Qing left directly and walked into the courtyard.

Seeing this, Song Wenqian quickly followed, calling out, "Qing'er, don't be angry, don't throw a tantrum..."

Upon hearing this, Old Chen immediately sensed that the relationship between Song Wenqian and Shen Qing was unusual.

But since he was employed by someone else, he naturally listened to his master.

Snapped--

They closed the gates of the mansion directly.

"Ouch!"

Song Wenqian almost got his nose pinched. He took a few steps back, a hint of resentment appearing in his eyes.

"Shen Qing! You're really something!"

As the saying goes, even the most virtuous woman can be won over by persistent pursuit. One day, he will surely win Shen Qing over.

When that time comes, he will definitely vent his anger!

His face was now covered in bruises and red marks. He had intended to feign pitifulness to evoke Shen Qing's sympathy, but he hadn't expected that Shen Qing, that bitch, had no heart at all.

Since that's the case, he'll wait until his injuries heal, then tidy himself up completely and make Shen Qing admire his demeanor!

......

Inside the academy, candlelight shone brightly, and the sound of reading filled the air.

Master Zheng was dozing off upstairs; as people get older, their energy is somewhat waning.

The students were reciting the classics, but their minds had already flown outside the academy.

I really want to try braised pork ribs.

I wonder if the stall owner is still there?

They should still be here, right? They saw it before; there are still a lot of braised pork bones that haven't been sold.

The students were suffering terribly underground.

Master Zheng was dozing off and nodding when he suddenly lost his balance and bumped his head on the table.

He opened his drowsy eyes, feeling extremely sleepy.

"Alright, that's enough for today. Those who want to work hard can stay here." With that, he walked away with his hands behind his back.

As soon as Master Zheng left, the students became excited.

"Go, go, go."

"Braised pork ribs, oh braised pork ribs!"

"Let's go quickly!"

A group of students threw down their books and ran straight towards the entrance of the academy.