The Ming Dynasty: Starting with the Somersault Cloud, Old Zhu was so envious he cried!

The two looked in the direction of the sound.

Behind the counter, a woman, about thirty years old, was lying down. Her hair was a little disheveled and her face was sallow.

He was weakly propping his chin up, too lazy to even lift his eyelids.

When the guests came in, there was no surprise on her face.

It's as if it doesn't matter whether there are customers in the store or not.

The two exchanged a glance, and Xu Miaoyun stepped forward and said softly, "Shopkeeper, we've come to get something to eat."

The female shopkeeper finally raised her eyelids, glanced at the two of them, and asked in a still weak voice, "What would you like to eat?"

Zhu Ming found a table and sat down, immediately ordering, "Boss, one serving of poached chicken, one serving of beef with bok choy, stir-fried shredded vegetables, and two bowls of rice, and please hurry!"

"no."

"...What about the fried rice?"

"no."

Zhu Ming was taken aback, thinking to himself that this shop was too shabby, and swallowed hard: "At least they should have rice, right?"

"no."

Zhu Ming: "...That's a good option."

The female shopkeeper raised her eyelids slightly, her face expressionless: "We really don't have that."

Zhu Ming was so choked up he almost jumped off his chair: "Then what exactly do you have?!"

The female shopkeeper yawned and said slowly, "We only have vegetarian noodles."

Xu Miaoyun whispered, "Sixth Prince, why don't we go look at other places?"

However, Zhu Ming's stubbornness kicked in, and he slammed his hand on the table, saying, "No, I'm going to eat here today!"

The female shopkeeper raised her eyelids slightly, her tone becoming more impatient: "Are you going to eat or not? If not, don't keep me from sleeping!"

Xu Miaoyun frowned, wondering what kind of attitude this was, and was about to speak...

But Zhu Ming beat him to it: "Eat!"

"Two bowls of vegetarian noodles—!"

The female manager shouted at the top of her lungs, got up, rolled up her sleeves, and headed to the kitchen.

Seeing her posture, Zhu Ming couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you... the shopkeeper?"

The female shopkeeper paused, turned around, and sneered, "Do you think my shop can afford a chef?"

After saying that, she shook her withered arms and said self-deprecatingly, "I'm barely able to feed myself."

However, as the female shopkeeper stood up,

Xu Miaoyun's gaze, however, fell on the female shopkeeper's chest. She then looked down at herself and realized she was more than one size off.

A sour feeling welled up inside me as I thought: "They're not even getting enough to eat, yet they've grown this big. It's simply outrageous!"

Zhu Ming didn't notice Miao Yun's thoughts.

Instead, he shouted at the female shopkeeper's retreating figure, "Hey, since you're the only one in the shop, why did you yell like that? Were you yelling for a ghost to hear?"

The female manager didn't stop walking. Before lifting the curtain and entering the kitchen, she turned back and tossed out a sentence:

"It's my choice, what's it to you?"

Zhu Ming: "..."

The little guy almost choked and couldn't catch his breath!

Xu Miaoyun was furious. She slammed her hand on the table and stood up abruptly: "Your Highness! What kind of attitude is that! How dare she speak to you like that? I'll have Commander Mao arrest her!"

Zhu Ming waved his hand and reassured her, "Forget it, she doesn't know who I am. Besides, she's not having an easy time either."

Xu Miaoyun puffed out her cheeks, still seething with anger.

"Besides..." Zhu Ming stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Don't you think her personality is quite unique?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Miaoyun looked at him with a strange expression.

Sixth Prince... So you like this kind of thing?

But thinking about it, it makes sense. From childhood to adulthood, who in the palace didn't go along with the Sixth Prince?

The sudden appearance of someone who ignored him felt strangely novel.

Should I be stricter with the Sixth Prince from now on?

Just like a teacher disciplining a naughty student?

Xu Miaoyun thought about it more and more and it made more sense.

Then, the way he looked at Zhu Ming unconsciously took on a more scrutinizing tone.

As they were talking, the curtain to the kitchen was lifted a crack, and a small figure emerged.

It was a little girl of four or five years old, with two pigtails and a thin, pointed face. She was carrying a copper kettle that was thicker than her arm, and she staggered over to pour hot water for the two of them.

After pouring the water, she didn't leave. Standing by the table, she clutched the hem of her clothes with her small hands and whispered something:

"My sister makes delicious vegetarian noodles."

She looked up, her eyes sparkling, and added earnestly, "I can eat three big bowls in one go!"

Zhu Ming, who loved children, grinned and leaned closer, saying, "Really? Then I'll have to try it later."

The little girl nodded emphatically, her face serious as if to say, "I'd be a dog if I lied to you."

Shortly after, footsteps were heard coming from the kitchen.

The female shopkeeper came out carrying two bowls of noodles and slammed them onto the table.

The two looked down.

It's called vegetarian noodles, and it really is completely vegetarian.

There wasn't a drop of oil on it, not even a single leaf of green vegetable.

The bowl contained nothing but noodles, in a thin, watery broth.

What's the difference between this and instant noodles in plain water?

Xu Miaoyun held the chopsticks, hovering in mid-air, unsure of what to do next.

Zhu Ming picked up his chopsticks, stirred the noodles, and said seriously, "Maybe this noodle dish looks plain but tastes delicious."

As Zhu Ming spoke, he picked up a mouthful of noodles with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

The next second, the expression on his face froze.

"Sixth Prince, what's wrong?" Xu Miaoyun asked hurriedly.

Zhu Ming's lips twitched, and he swallowed the noodles in his mouth with difficulty. Then he silently put down his chopsticks and stammered, "I take back what I just said."

He glanced at Xu Miaoyun, who hadn't touched her chopsticks yet, and kindly advised, "Sister Miaoyun, I advise you... not to eat."

However, the more he said that, the more Xu Miaoyun wanted to try it!

She just couldn't believe it; how bad could a bowl of noodles be?

He immediately picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth.

The next second, Xu Miaoyun spat out the noodles with a "poof".

She picked up her water glass and gulped down two mouthfuls before she could catch her breath. She looked at Zhu Ming with a utterly bewildered expression: "This... this is supposed to be noodles?!"

Zhu Ming shrugged, giving him an expression that said, "I already warned you."

Xu Miaoyun was immediately furious: "Does this female manager even know how to cook? No way, I have to go and argue with her!"

He was about to get up when Zhu Ming grabbed him.

"Wait a minute."

Zhu Ming turned his gaze to the back of the counter.

The little girl who had just given them water was now hiding there, peeking out half her head, her big eyes furtively peering in their direction.

She had never seen anyone so beautiful in her entire life.

Zhu Mingchao beckoned to her: "Come here."

The little girl immediately came running over, looked up at me, and asked in a clear, cheerful voice, "Sisters, what's wrong?"

This "sister" was addressed to Zhu Ming, not Xu Miaoyun.

Zhu Ming: "..."

He touched his face, unsure whether to cry or laugh.

Xu Miaoyun was trying so hard not to laugh that her shoulders were shaking.

Zhu Ming looked helpless and corrected her, "Little girl, I'm your older brother."

The little girl's eyes widened in surprise, her mouth forming an "O" shape: "Huh? You're a boy?"

She circled Zhu Ming once, then glanced at Xu Miaoyun beside her, and concluded earnestly, "But you're prettier than this lady!"

Xu Miaoyun: "..."

She had been holding back her laughter, but suddenly she couldn't laugh anymore.