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

Grandpa Yan beamed with joy, his steps quickening, his anticipation practically overflowing from his face.

Two men were carrying a large object next to him, which was covered with a red cloth.

A group of people walked straight toward Shen Qing's Zhiweixuan restaurant.

Shen Qing looked confused. What was going on now?

Why are they making a racket like that? It's like when Zhao Wan hired a lion dance.

Amidst the shocked and bewildered expressions of the crowd, Old Master Shen led the group of celebrities and scholars from yesterday to Zhiweixuan.

"Madam Shen, your stinky tofu is truly a refined delicacy. If it weren't for your stinky tofu, how could our elegant gathering at Peach Garden yesterday have been so enjoyable?"

"Therefore, we have specially brought you a plaque today, inscribed by Mu Zhi himself and engraved by Han Tanzi himself!!!"

Old Master Yan was overjoyed, his face beaming with a "Praise me, praise me" expression.

Shen Qing looked completely bewildered. He gave her a plaque?

Zhiweixuan already had a signboard.

These diners are actually quite nice.

"Thank you," she replied politely.

Just then, someone in the queue exclaimed in surprise:

"My God, did I hear that right? Qin Muzhi's calligraphy, personally engraved by Han Tanzi! My goodness, this plaque is absolutely priceless!!"

"Mr. Qin's calligraphy is priceless, and Mr. Han's seal carving skills are simply divine!"

"I never expected to meet so many literary figures while eating stinky tofu! I'm so lucky, I'm absolutely so fortunate!"

"I would die happy to see these two gentlemen collaborate even once in my lifetime."

"..."

Exclamations of surprise rang out, clearly everyone was shocked; no one had expected that Qin Muzhi and Han Tanzi would join forces to carve the plaque for Zhiweixuan.

This is truly a once-in-a-century spectacle.

Only Li Duan frowned.

It's such a pity that such beautiful calligraphy and superb seal carving skills are all used in a small food stall.

What a pity!

He had previously asked Han Tanzi to carve a seal for him, but was refused. That's outrageous!

The new signboard was quickly hung up.

Compared to the previous plaques, the current plaques are clearly different.

[Ding—You have obtained a plaque jointly created by a master seal engraver and a master calligrapher. Your reputation increases by ten!]

[Ding—Reputation increased to 30 points, and the snack Pickled Radish is unlocked, which can be eaten with Stinky Tofu!]

The system's voice echoed in Shen Qing's mind.

In an instant, Shen Qing also became happy.

I never imagined that this signboard could enhance the store's reputation!

She likes this!

"Thank you so much, Mr. Qin and Mr. Han, for the plaques!" Her tone was much more enthusiastic than before.

"Don't be so polite. Your stinky tofu is a very refined dish, and we've learned a lot from it," Han Tanzi said with a smile.

"Reason?" Shen Qing looked puzzled.

She didn't understand the reasons behind it; she just wanted to make the best food.

The group of celebrities and literati also rushed to the back and started queuing up. They were all very excited, and some even drooled.

Of all those present, only Li Duan seemed somewhat displeased, showing a slight aversion to the smell on the tip of his nose.

Before long, he was at the front of the line.

At that moment, Shen Qing was frying stinky tofu. Without looking up, she subconsciously asked, "How many servings do you want?"

"Why aren't you selling the perfectly good Four Delicacies Soup anymore?"

Li Duan couldn't help but ask, as he hadn't yet tasted the Four Delicacies Soup.

He knew immediately that the excuse about running out of ingredients was just that—an excuse.

Shen Qing found it absurd. She had already bought the stinky tofu two days ago, so why were people still asking her about the Four Beauties Soup?

"No reason, we're not selling it anymore, that's fine. How many servings of stinky tofu do you want?"

Li Duan remained silent for a long while before saying, "Two portions, please."

He didn't want to eat this stinky stuff, but his wife and daughters loved it.

Shen Qing moved swiftly, and in no time, the two oil paper packages were in Li Duan's hands.

Li Duan didn't say anything more and went home with the oil paper package.

"I've bought the stinky tofu you wanted," he said calmly.

Wu Cixin greeted him with delight: "Great! Finally, we can eat stinky tofu! I heard it smells bad but tastes delicious. You should try some, sir!"

"Stinky tofu, stinky tofu, Mengmeng wants to eat it..." Li Mengmeng kept shouting from the side.

Li Duan put down the oil paper package in his hand: "I won't try it. I'm going to the county government office first."

"Oh, try it! Madam Shen's food is so delicious, you definitely won't regret it!" Wu Cixin couldn't help but say.

"No need."

Li Duan turned and left.

He has a nose and can smell it; how could something so smelly possibly taste good?

It's a complete waste of money.

"Mother, why isn't Father eating?"

"Your dad's sick; he's got no taste of good food!"

Wu Cixin and Li Mengmeng ate heartily.

......

There were even more people at the entrance of Zhiweixuan.

Many people who had never been to Zhiweixuan before came over, mainly to see the plaque at the entrance.

That plaque was created jointly by two renowned figures from Ping'an County; anyone who hears about it wants to come and see it.

Song Lian was a huge fan of Qin Muzhi.

He had always wanted to obtain a piece of calligraphy by Qin Muzhi, but he could not get it.

I never expected to see Mr. Qin's calligraphy in this small food stall today.

Moreover, the plaque was carved by Han Tanzi!

Song Lian was so excited his features practically popped out of his head. He tried his best to ignore the stench at the tip of his nose and ran straight to Shen Qing, asking as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Do you need help here? I can come and work for you, pay or no pay!!"

He would be content as long as he could see Mr. Qin's calligraphy every day.

Shen Qing raised an eyebrow and looked Song Lian up and down.

This man was dressed as a scholar, holding a folding fan, and his clothes were made of fine materials, with a jade pendant at his waist.

He's obviously someone who doesn't lack money.

Why would someone like that come to work at her shop?

"You're here because of this plaque, aren't you?" Shen Qing wasn't stupid; she understood immediately.

Song Lian was extremely excited: "Master Qin's calligraphy is something you can only come across once in a lifetime."

"Let me stay in your shop and help out. I can do any kind of work for you."

Shen Qing smiled and shook his head: "I don't need any help in my shop."

"If you want to see the signboard, you can do so anytime; you don't have to come to the shop to work."

"That's not the same!" Song Lian retorted loudly. "Your shop has a plaque inscribed by Mr. Qin. If I work here, it's practically like Mr. Qin inscribed it for me!"

Song Lian held Qin Muzhi in the highest esteem.

Needless to say, if given the chance, Song Lian would even like to sleep with that plaque in his arms.

"Wouldn't you like to try Mr. Qin's favorite stinky tofu?" Shen Qing asked with a smile.

She found Song Lian quite interesting.

"...This...isn't necessary..."

Song Lian stammered, "He can work, but he can't eat this stinky stuff."

This flavor is too strong.

All I can say is that Mr. Qin's favorite foods are quite strange.