After the marriage, the cousin was spoiled by the whole family of the Marquis's Mansion

Chapter 17: Fragrance All Over the World
Just as Ji Yunzhang was about to mount his horse and catch up, a half-grown child who looked like a beggar appeared, panting.

"Third, Third Master, you made me look so hard!"

The little beggar swallowed a mouthful of water and took a deep breath, "Third Master, Master Xue is looking for you!"

Ji Yunzhang stopped looking at the slowly moving carriage and took out a piece of silver from his bosom and threw it to the little beggar.

"Go to the Jin Mansion and find Master Jin, quickly!"

"Okay!" After getting the silver, the little beggar's eyes narrowed with a smile. He put the silver away and ran away at a very fast pace.

Ji Yunzhang jumped on his horse, his face grim, and galloped in the opposite direction of Rong Peilan's carriage.

Qingtan leaned against the car window and looked again and again until Ji Yunzhang rode away on horseback, then she let down the curtain.

She glanced at the young lady cautiously, but didn't know what to say.

Rong Peilan saw through Qingtan's thoughts and pursed her lips, "Nothing."

She should have been prepared long ago, but everything happened too suddenly.

It was already a blessing for her that her status made her accepted by the Marquis's Mansion.

Qingtan, "Madam, are we going back now?"

Rong Peilan hesitated for a moment and said, "I won't go back for now. The waiter must have already reported today's incident. Mother must be worried. I will go back when the news of the victory of the court is reported back and mother is calmer."

"I have never been to Yanjing City properly, but before I got married, I heard that there is a delicious wonton shop in the north city. Let's go and try it."

Thinking of this, Rong Peilan's eyes brightened.

Qingtan's interest was also aroused. She was a house-born girl in the mansion. There were no girls in the mansion and the prince did not want a maid, so she had been doing some sewing and mending work in the laundry room.

Later, because of his good skills, he was transferred to the courtyard by his wife.

Until the prince's wedding, there was only one maid, Liuyan, in Yuhui Garden, so she, Baiyu, and Liuying were called over.

Qingtan is sixteen years old this year, but he has not been able to leave the house many times a year.

If the young lady hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't even dare to think about looking somewhere else.

Qingtan, "I, I have never been there, I don't know the place."

Rong Peilan, "Why? He is so famous, so you will naturally ask about him when you arrive in North City."

Most of the people in the North City are ordinary people, and the small houses here are obviously different from the wealthy families in the West City.

There were more vendors hawking their wares here, and with the hustle and bustle and noisy voices, Rong Peilan suddenly felt like she was really in the human world.

The spacious carriage of the Marquis' Mansion became a somewhat strange presence.

The streets in the north city are narrower, and carriages stop and go.

Rong Peilan simply took Qingtan out of the car and walked.

There were many vendors hawking their wares, and some young women also carrying small baskets and hawking their wares.

Qingtan was also very curious and looked around. After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but stop to look.

The wonton shop is easy to find. It's at the end of the street and you can find it by asking any passerby.

If Rong Peilan had not asked, he would have missed this place.

It is called a shop, but in fact it is just a tent covered with a large oilcloth.

There are two earthen stoves and two large iron pots. The stall owner and his wife are busy, one preparing the soup base and the other cooking wontons.

Many diners even held the bowl in their hands, without even using a spoon. After blowing on it, they gulped down the soup and the food along the edge of the bowl.

When Qingtan saw the stall, he hesitated.

The square tables were pitch black and covered in oil stains.

The diners were eating recklessly. An old man not far away even blew his nose on his fingers and wiped it directly on his trouser legs. Rong Peilan, however, acted as if he didn't see it and patted Qingtan, "There's an empty seat there."

After saying that, he sat down first, and Qingtan had no choice but to follow him.

There was a glimmer of excitement in Rong Peilan's eyes.

In the past, when she traveled with her parents, she would do the same, eating whatever she wanted on the roadside.

Often, you can find unexpectedly delicious food in seemingly unremarkable places.

"Two bowls of wontons!" Rong Peilan raised her voice and said to the busy stall owner.

The stall owner responded without even turning his head, "Okay!"

Qingtan couldn't help but glance sideways. The young lady seemed different from when she first met her.

"Wontons are here!" The stall owner was holding two bowls of wontons and saw that it was a young woman in luxurious clothes.

"My wontons are so delicious that you even ordered them today."

Rong Peilan pursed her lips and smiled, "Of course, the wontons are famous."

The stall owner put down the wontons and pointed to the cloth sign outside. "Of course, this was written by an adult after he ate the wontons from my shop."

The four bold and vigorous characters read "Fragrance fills the world".

Looking at the familiar font, Rong Peilan couldn't help but curl his lips and smile, and whispered softly, "These four words really became his silver."

The stall owner didn't hear her words clearly, he only heard the word "silver", and waved his hand quickly, "I didn't buy this with silver. That gentleman wrote these words to me, I have no money, so I gave that gentleman a bowl of wontons."

Rong Peilan's smile widened. "I'll try this delicious wonton."

After the stall owner left, Qingtan looked at the bowl of wonton soup in front of him with a troubled look on his face, "Madam, this, this..."

Although Qingtan was a maid, she grew up in the marquis's mansion, so her life was much better than that of girls who grew up in ordinary families.

Rong Peilan took a porcelain spoon and put it into Qingtan's hand. "If you don't try this wonton that is so delicious, you may wonder which great man wrote it."

Qingtan took a deep breath with a fearless attitude. The young lady had eaten it, so what else could she not eat?

A thin-skinned wonton covered with soup slides into the mouth, and the fragrance immediately fills the mouth. After biting the wonton, the fresh aroma of fresh meat comes out.

"Hmm!" Qingtan's face, which had originally been ready to die, lit up.

Rong Peilan ate the wontons with great satisfaction. They were just as delicious as she remembered.

But no one ever whispered in her ear again, Xiaolan, daddy will take you to eat something delicious.

After eating the wontons, Rong Peilan just stood up.

A group of beggars jumped up and down, raising a cloud of dust. They banged the broken bowls in their hands and muttered something, one voice louder than the other.

After hearing the beggar's words, the discussions at the wonton stall suddenly became louder.

Qingtan followed Rong Peilan, thinking that the young lady had just married into the family and might not know about the prince's past grudges, so she whispered.

"The Liu Sanguan they are talking about is the third son of the Pingchang Earl family. He usually doesn't get along with the Crown Prince."

Rong Peilan thought thoughtfully, "Recently, has the Crown Prince had any grudges with this Third Young Master Liu?"

Qingtan frowned, "Not recently. The old dispute between the prince and Mr. Liu San was last year. Mr. Liu San got drunk and almost molested Liu Yan..."

Having said that, Qingtan pursed her lips.

Flowing smoke...

Rong Peilan pinched the handkerchief with her fingertips and twisted the embroidery on it.

(End of this chapter)