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

"Master Zheng, this is for you."

Master Zheng also ordered two, one spicy and one medicinal, along with some mint tea.

This time, instead of stopping the students from going out to buy braised pork ribs, he had a plan in mind.

He should arrive a little earlier tomorrow so that his students won't have to wait in line for too long.

He first comfortably finished the medicinal-flavored dish, and then he ate the spicy and numbing sauce-flavored one.

"Hiss~" It is indeed a bit spicy.

He focused his gaze on the herbal tea in his hand.

The tea soup was clear and bright, with a few mint leaves sinking to the bottom of the bowl, their green leaves glistening. Honeysuckle flowers floated scattered on the surface of the soup, like scattered gold dust.

A slice of lemon is placed on the rim of the bowl and soaked in the tea, releasing a fruity aroma.

Master Zheng leaned closer and took a sniff; a cool, refreshing sensation pierced his nostrils, instantly invigorating him.

Before the tea even touched my lips, the coolness had already set in.

Master Zheng brought the bowl to his lips and took a small sip. The first thing he felt was the coolness of the mint.

It's like countless tiny tentacles gently touching the entire tongue, creating a thin, even layer of coolness in the mouth.

After the initial coolness, the bitterness of honeysuckle seeps in, mixed with the fruity aroma of lemon, refreshing and cleansing away the previous numbing, spicy, oily, and greasy sensations.

He swallowed it, and the cool sensation flowed from his throat to his chest like a stream, making him feel so comfortable that he couldn't help but exhale.

With another breath, my mouth was filled with coolness again.

"Only after the raging fire can one appreciate the coolness. No wonder they say this mint tea is a perfect match for braised pork ribs, especially the spicy kind." Master Zheng praised as he took another sip.

After eating the spicy braised pork ribs, taking a sip of minty herbal tea makes me feel incredibly comfortable.

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from afar.

When Master Zheng looked up, he was astonished to see that it was none other than his most disobedient student, Zhou Wentong.

This week, Wen Tong didn't even come to class at the academy today. How come he's riding over on horseback now?

Upon closer inspection, Zhou Wentong was carrying a backpack, as if he were about to embark on a long journey.

"Madam Shen, three flavors, one of each!" Zhou Wentong rode his horse directly to Shen Qing's stall.

Shen Qing noticed that Zhou Wentong was different from usual today. He was no longer dressed as a scholar, but was dressed in a clean and neat brown military uniform.

His eyes were bright and his expression was firm, quite different from his usual indifferent attitude.

"Madam Shen, hurry! My father will be catching up soon. I don't like studying; I want to go to the battlefield and make a name for myself!"

At this point, Zhou Wentong's eyes were filled with anticipation and ambition. He admired strength and therefore couldn't sit still in the academy.

He gets sleepy whenever he hears those flowery, classical phrases.

He only found military books fascinating. During class, while Master Zheng lectured from above, he would secretly read military books from below.

He has read almost all the military books from ancient times to the present.

Upon hearing the news of the recruitment yesterday, he packed his things today, leaving only a letter home.

Shen Qing nodded, wrapped the three bones separately, and handed them to Zhou Wentong. He then ladled out a bowl of mint tea and said, "This is a newly released mint tea. Here's a bowl for you. I wish you all the best and hope you realize your ambitions soon."

Honeysuckle blossoms floated above, and at the bottom of the bowl were emerald green mint leaves, as if they had just been picked from the mountain, with a faint fruity fragrance lingering all around.

Thank you!

Zhou Wentong's eyes lit up. He took the bowl of cold tea and drank it all in one gulp.

"So comfortable! So comfortable! Madam Shen, when I get back, I want to eat braised pork ribs and drink mint tea again!!"

"Okay." Shen Qing nodded with a smile.

If Zhou Wentong really comes back, even if she can't buy the ingredients for braised pork ribs from the system, she will find a way to make him a braised pork rib dish.

After all, those who defend their country are the most worthy of respect.

Zhou Wentong put down his bowl, tucked the braised pork ribs into his pocket, kowtowed three times to Master Zheng, said a few words of farewell to his classmates, and then rode away on his horse.

All that remained was the dust kicked up by the horses' hooves.

"I just hope Wentong can be safe and sound..." Master Zheng murmured to himself.

Wentong is actually quite intelligent, but he doesn't like reading classical texts; instead, he prefers to delve into profound military strategies.

He had long anticipated this day would come and had even mentioned it to the Instructor.

Unfortunately, Zhou Boyuan, being an instructor himself, was only focused on getting his own son to take the imperial examinations and wouldn't listen to anything he said.

After a brief moment of sadness, everyone happily resumed gnawing on the braised pork ribs.

Food is something that can bring joy.

Shen Qing's business was booming; the mint tea sold out quickly, and soon it was almost gone.

She scooped out the last portion and handed it to Zhao Wan.

"Try it." She added somewhat embarrassedly, "You came here to buy bones, but you've helped me for so long for no reason."

"What's the big deal? Setting up a stall is actually quite fun. If Sister Shen doesn't find me annoying, I'm willing to come out and set up a stall with her every day."

Zhao Wan's eyes were bright. For so many years, she had stayed at home, never venturing out of the house, and she didn't even have many friends.

Today, when she set up her stall, she saw so many people, and they were all enjoying their meals so much. She felt happy and wonderful.

This was something she had never experienced before.

The herbal tea has a refreshing coolness that spreads from top to bottom into the stomach, along with a hint of lemon flavor.

Zhao Wan instantly felt much more comfortable and became very cheerful.

Although she didn't eat the spicy braised pork ribs, she was thirsty after working so hard, and this bowl of cold tea was just what she needed to quench her thirst.

"Sister Shen, your herbal tea is amazing! It would be so refreshing in the summer with some ice!"

Shen Qing smiled and whispered, "When summer comes, I'll let you try something even more amazing."

The most amazing thing Shen Qing mentioned was, of course, the cola provided by the system.

However, since she only had five bottles a day, she didn't sell them. Instead, she saved them up and planned to sell them with other food items in the summer.

Everyone chatted and gnawed on bones, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

Suddenly, a frantic and pained voice rang out:

"Bentong!!"

"Wentong, come back!"

"Master, Master! Has our Wentong come to the academy? Have you seen him?"

The visitors were Zhou Boyuan and his wife, both looking anxious, with Mrs. Zhou even having tears streaming down her face.

Swords have no eyes, and the battlefield is merciless. Zhou Wentong is their only son, so how could they bear to send him to the battlefield?