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Gu Mingli was busy preparing the steamed buns at the stall.

"Come, come, Second Master, sit here."

He dragged a long bench over from the stall.

He wiped it twice with his sleeve, patted the stool surface, and even used his palm to test its stability.

Xiao Ye frowned as he looked at the long bench covered in splinters.

The stool surface was dark and shiny with an oily sheen, with a shallow crack on it and the edges worn white.

I wonder how many people's buttocks have rubbed against it to develop this patina-like sheen.

He didn't want to sit on it because it wasn't clean.

"No……"

Before he could even say the word "sit," Gu Mingli pulled his sleeve and pressed him down.

Xiao Ye: "..."

Seeing that his elder brother was already seated, Xiao Jue looked down at the equally smooth and shiny bench in front of him.

She quietly adjusted her clothes, rubbed the stool surface with her fingers, and reluctantly sat down.

Gu Mingyue sat down next to her brother.

Wen Yanzhi, being very perceptive, went to greet the other attendants.

Gu Mingli called out to the steamed bun stall owner, "Boss lady! Six big meat buns, please!"

"Coming right up~" the steamed bun stall owner greeted with a smile, very enthusiastically.

She moved the steamer basket, used bamboo tongs to pick out six large meat buns, put them in a rough earthenware dish, and brought it over.

"Eat slowly, be careful not to burn yourself."

Gu Mingli reached into the chopstick holder on the table, pulled out two pairs of chopsticks, wiped them with his sleeve, handed one pair to Xiao Ye, and the other pair to his sister.

Xiao Jue: "..."

"Lord Gu..."

Liu An sidled up behind Gu Mingli, smiled apologetically, lowered his voice, and silently took out the silver needles, handing them to him.

"Oh. I forgot."

Gu Mingli took the silver needle and pricked the bun in front of Xiao Ye.

Without even looking at it, he stuffed it back into Eunuch Liu's hand.

Liu An: "..."

I really want to take Editor Gu back to the Imperial Household Department and give him a good talking-to!

Once the emperor takes his seat, security must be maintained around him.

The imperial guards swarmed around the emperor and the editor-in-chief, Gu.

The people queuing up to buy steamed buns nearby all turned their heads to look.

Gu Mingyue: "..."

Is this some kind of desperate attempt to make sure everyone knows there's a big shot eating at a roadside stall?

Xiao Ye glanced at the shadow guards around him.

"Withdraw."

Upon hearing this, the guards looked at each other, unsure of where to stand.

Gu Mingli looked around and pointed at the next table with his chopsticks.

"Come, come, everyone, sit down. I'll treat you all to breakfast."

As he spoke, Gu Mingli called out to the steamed bun vendor.

"Boss, three steamers of big meat buns, please!"

The proprietress immediately beamed with joy.

"Alright! Three steamers of big meat buns! Coming right away!"

So, there were more than thirty people, some sitting, some standing, and some squatting by the river.

Each person held two large meat buns in their hands and began to eat them.

They all looked relaxed and were eating with great relish.

The attention it had just received was gone.

Gu Mingli added a large meat bun to each of the Xiao Ye and Xiao Jue brothers' bowls and plates.

"Try it while it's hot."

Xiao Ye looked down at the steamed buns in the bowl.

Rugged and bold!

One is enough to fill your stomach.

He picked it up and took a bite.

The dough was soft and fluffy, still steaming hot from the steamer.

The moment your teeth break through the dough, the juices from the meat filling gush out.

It's made with real minced pork, with a good balance of lean and fat, mixed with scallions, ginger, and soy sauce.

There are no fancy ingredients like minced fish belly or diced matsutake mushrooms; it's just the simplest, fresh meat flavor.

It's really good.

This is the true, carefree, and unrestrained flavor of everyday life.

Xiao Ye's daily breakfasts in the palace were always delivered by the imperial kitchen according to established practice.

Exquisite is exquisite.

But the dishes were then tested for poison by the eunuchs before being served.

By the time the dishes were set out and the waiter respectfully stepped aside, the food had already cooled down considerably.

He sat alone in the vast hall and quietly finished his meal.

Never before have I seen such bustling activity in the marketplace, with the aroma of cooking oil mingling with the shouts of vendors.

The seat next to me.

Gu Mingyue poked at the meat bun on her plate with her chopsticks, secretly glancing at her brother.

Gu Mingli took a bite of the meat bun and hissed and gasped as it was burned.

He turned his head and met his sister's unhappy gaze.

He quickly put down the steamed bun in his hand.

His sister didn't spend a single penny on this trip.

Judging from the current state of Peach Blossom Spring, I guess his sister has made money again.

Gu Mingli skillfully reached out, broke open the meat bun in his sister's dish, scooped out the meatballs, and poured them into the dish.

Take the dumpling wrapper into your own bowl.

"Alright, alright, eat up. You're paying for everything today, from food and drinks to entertainment."

To give his sister a legitimate reason to spend money.

Although it won't cost too much, at least we've opened for business.

Gu Mingyue's mood improved after being coaxed by her brother.

I picked up my chopsticks, grabbed a meatball, and took a bite.

Xiao Ye and Xiao Jue watched from the side, the two brothers exchanging a glance.

Editor Gu is quite fond of his sister.

"Boss!"

Gu Mingli shouted again at the tofu pudding vendor.

"Give us two bowls of tofu pudding each! One sweet and one savory!"

The stall owner, a young man, was holding a large copper ladle and responded with a smile.

"Okay!"

Before long, two rough porcelain bowls were brought out.

A bowl of tofu pudding was drizzled with brown sugar syrup, the amber-colored syrup slowly spreading over the white tofu.

The other bowl was drizzled with soy sauce, vinegar, and a spoonful of chili oil, and sprinkled with chopped pickled vegetables and scallions, giving it a rich color.

Gu Mingli pushed the salty bowl in front of Xiao Ye.

"Try the salty one first."

Xiao Ye took the bowl and scooped up a spoonful with a coarse porcelain spoon.

The tofu pudding is so tender it melts in your mouth, and the savory sauce with a hint of spiciness slides from the tip of your tongue down your throat.

Seeing that he had eaten, Gu Mingli pushed the sweet bowl towards him as well.

"Try this one too. The sweet vs. savory faction has been arguing for centuries without a resolution."

"What party?" Xiao Ye asked.

"It's like... two groups of people. One group thinks tofu pudding must be sweet, and the other group thinks it must be savory. Neither side will give in. They've been arguing about it for years."

Xiao Ye scooped up another spoonful of the sweet drink.

The brown sugar syrup seeps into the tofu pudding, making it sweet, soft, and gentle.

It's completely different from the salty and spicy one I just had.

He put down his spoon and, unusually, gave his evaluation.

"Each has its own merits."

Gu Mingli nodded with a smile.

"See, Second Master is wise. This is what it means to embrace diversity. We can't allow only one voice, nor can we have only one taste."

Xiao Ye glanced at him.

She quietly ate another bite of sweet tofu pudding.

Was Gu Mingli giving him advice on governing the country?

Could it be... that this is also guidance from an immortal?

How many secrets does Gu Mingli still hold?

Placing him on duty in the Imperial Study was the right decision.

A bowl of tofu pudding was also placed in front of Gu Mingyue.

She barely moved, slowly stirring the bowl with the spoon between her fingers.

Seeing that Gu Mingyue had no appetite, Wen Yanzhi leaned closer to her and whispered:

"Boss, that fried dough stick stall over there is also ours. I see you don't have much of an appetite, how about I get you a couple of fried dough sticks to try?"

Gu Mingyue stopped stirring the tofu pudding.

"No need, we won't eat at our own restaurant today."

She needs to spend money! She wants to open for business!

Wen Yanzhi scratched his head, somewhat unsure of his employer's intentions.

"Boss, this steamed bun shop is also ours."

Gu Mingyue: "..."

She slowly turned her head to look at Wen Yanzhi.

"Where's the soy milk vendor?"

"……Too."

Gu Mingyue put the spoon into the bowl.

"How many of the breakfast stalls on this street are ours?"

Wen Yanzhi pointed with his hand.

"There are twenty-seven stalls on this street."

Gu Mingyue took a deep breath.

So, she didn't even have a chance to pay for breakfast?!