Dad, don't be greedy! My brother climbed into the emperor's bed, and I became famous overn

Chen Sandao was taken aback. "Not selling?"

"Not for sale."

Gu Mingyue turned around, a gentle smile on her face.

"I have other uses."

Although she hadn't thought about where she could use it, it didn't matter.

The important thing is that you are not allowed to cash it out!

Although Chen Sandao didn't quite understand, his boss's words were like a royal decree.

He nodded decisively.

"Alright! The boss is a business genius; he must have a point! If the boss says we'll support them, then we'll support them!"

"besides……"

"Old Chen!" Gu Mingyue took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Let's entertain our distinguished guests first. Bring out some of our shop's specialties for them to try."

"Okay! Okay, okay!"

As they were talking, Chen Sandao instructed his men to set out chairs and dishes for the distinguished guests in the reception room.

"Master, esteemed guests, please be seated and try the signature cooked dishes of Pujitang!"

The group followed Chen Sandao to the reception room.

Gu Mingli deliberately slowed down his pace when he left the house, walking side by side with his sister.

The brother and sister exchanged a glance.

Gu Mingyue pouted, looking aggrieved.

Gu Mingli raised his hand and ruffled the top of her head.

"It's alright, people are probably just looking for something new. Once they get tired of it, business won't be as good."

Gu Mingyue nodded.

"I hope so."

In the reception room.

Several square tables were put together to form a long table.

The head of the large table is the seat of honor, where the emperor should sit.

But the remaining seats are not for ordinary people.

Upon entering, more than thirty attendants stood around the table.

Chen Sandao greeted them curiously, "Hey? Everyone, sit down, why are you all standing?"

The emperor took his seat at the main table first.

He raised his hand to beckon to the people accompanying him.

"Please sit down and try the signature dishes at Mr. Gu's restaurant."

He was very curious to try what kind of delicacy this shop sold that could sell over a million ducks and attract so many people to line up to buy it.

The emperor spoke.

A group of imperial guards and eunuchs sat down at the surrounding tables.

Gu Mingli and Gu Mingyue exchanged a glance and were about to slip to the end of the table when Xiao Ye called them back.

"Gu..., sit here."

The emperor patted the round stool to his left.

Gu Mingli rolled his eyes speechlessly; he hated having meals with his boss.

But when the boss called him, he could only turn around and return to the driver's seat.

So, Prince Qi sat to the right of the emperor, Gu Mingli sat to the left of the emperor, and Gu Mingyue sat to the left of her brother.

Chen Sandao clapped his hands.

"Serve the food!"

The workers responded loudly with "Okay!" and immediately the kitchen erupted in a lively symphony of pots and pans clattering.

Before long, a dozen or so waiters wearing white aprons entered in single file, carrying large red lacquered wooden trays.

The lead waiter opened his mouth and sang out the names of the dishes in a clear and crisp voice.

"Distinguished guests, please be seated and watch carefully."

Our dishes include: cold preserved egg salad, preserved egg with tofu, preserved egg with ginger juice, and preserved egg with green pepper.

"Steamed preserved egg with chopped chili, preserved egg and lean pork congee, preserved egg and fish fillet soup, preserved egg and cilantro meatball soup."

"Three-color steamed eggs, preserved eggs with cucumber, deep-fried golden thread preserved eggs, and preserved eggs stir-fried with minced meat."

"Chopped chili and preserved egg noodles, garlic preserved egg, vinegar preserved egg, and toon sprout and preserved egg salad."

"Century egg pastry, century egg tofu soup, century egg sausage, century egg and lean pork sausage!"

"These twenty dishes are a complete feast of preserved eggs, created by our restaurant ourselves!"

Everyone: "..."

The second group of men followed immediately.

"Distinguished guests, take another look at this feast: Baked pumpkin with salted egg yolk, stir-fried shrimp with salted egg yolk, green rice dumplings with salted egg yolk and pork floss, and baked crab with salted egg yolk."

"Stir-fried bitter melon with salted egg yolk, salted duck egg with white porridge, salted duck egg seafood fried rice, and salted egg yolk lion's head meatballs."

"Braised tofu with salted egg yolk, roasted eggplant with salted egg yolk, steamed meatloaf with salted egg yolk, meat rolls with salted duck egg, and stir-fried dried green beans with salted duck egg."

"Salted duck egg with pumpkin, sliced ​​double-yolk salted eggs, salted egg yolk pastry, salted duck egg and mustard green soup, salted duck egg with runny red yolk, and pork ribs with golden salted egg yolk!"

"These twenty dishes are our shop's exclusive salted egg yolk delicacies!"

Everyone: "..."

This shop is indeed very unique.

They can make the same thing into something amazing.

We'll let you eat your fill!

As for how it tastes, that remains to be seen.

The dishes are on the table, waiting for the emperor to start eating.

Now serving as the emperor's "personal assistant," Gu Mingli is well-versed in the unspoken rules of dining with the boss.

He stood up on his own initiative, picked up the emperor's chopsticks, and began to eat.

Eunuch Liu, who was watching from the side, quickly stopped them.

"Hey, Young Master Gu! We haven't examined it yet! Use silver needles..."

"Oh! Right!"

Gu Mingli forgot about this matter; he still had to taste the dishes for this pampered emperor.

He took the silver needle and pricked all the dishes.

Then he took away the preserved egg that had been placed in the emperor's dish.

He stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Chew, chew, chew.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

I must say, the preserved eggs made by Chen Sandao are indeed better than the ones he bought at the original World Supermarket!

Gu Mingli looked at the emperor and pointed at the plate of preserved eggs with his chopsticks.

"Mmm, delicious! Would you like some, Second Master?"

Xiao Ye stared at him speechlessly.

The chopsticks in front of her had already been taken and used by Gu Mingli.

Should we let him eat with his hands?

Liu Anxin is so tired.

He beckoned to Chen Sandao, seemingly in a low voice, but everyone present heard him clearly.

"Shopkeeper, could you please bring me another pair of clean chopsticks?"

Gu Mingli understood immediately.

So she's starting to look down on him.

"Hey, no need, no need, why bother with that?"

Gu Mingli plunged his chopsticks into the scalding hot teacup with a "smack".

It rinsed the water twice with a "splashing" sound, then pulled it out, flicked the water droplets twice at the open space, and then stuffed it into Xiao Ye's palm.

"Alright, this is high-temperature sterilization. You can use these chopsticks. When you're out and about, a little dirt won't hurt you. I just checked the food; it's safe."

Everyone at the table was speechless at Gu Mingli's actions.

Liu An's mouth gaped open.

Geng Zhi's eyes were cold, his fingers resting on the knife.

Editor Gu is always provoking their duties!

Xiao Ye looked down at the chopsticks in his hand, which were still warm from the tea, and then looked up at Gu Mingli.

What an unruly person!

Unaware of what was happening, Gu Mingli had already picked up another preserved egg and placed it on Xiao Ye's plate.

He tapped the edge of the plate with his chopsticks. "Why are you looking at me? Try it."

After saying that, without waiting for Xiao Ye to eat or not, he picked up a piece of preserved egg and tofu and tasted it himself.

"Mmm, this tastes just right. The tofu is so tender it's practically wobbly."

He smacked his lips and then placed another piece of food on the plate for the owner.

"I've tried it, it's not poisonous, give it a try."

I'll also grab a piece of the steamed dish with chopped chili peppers, a piece of the fried golden thread dish, and I can't miss the preserved egg and cucumber salad...

Before long, a small mountain of red, green, yellow and black hues had formed in the white porcelain dish in front of Xiao Ye, crowded together and trembling.

The flavors have all mixed up.

Xiao Ye watched Gu Mingli pick up food with a detached expression, but didn't eat any himself.

Firstly, he doesn't have a good appetite to begin with, and secondly, he's never eaten this before...

Such unrefined food.

Gu Mingyue stole a glance at her brother from the side.

This isn't serving food to the emperor, it's feeding a pig!

Brother, just look at Huang Jiaojiao's face!

That's someone who's been picky about food in the imperial kitchen for twenty years!

There are many things to consider when it comes to dining!