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

As they approached the gate of the mansion, a long line of people appeared before them, and the alluring aroma grew even stronger.

It smells so good... so good...

"Dad, weren't you not coming? Why are you drooling?" Song Leye's teasing voice rang out, his tone carrying a hint of watching the fun.

Song Chengwu suddenly snapped back to reality. Good heavens, he had been so focused on the fragrance that he had completely ignored everything around him.

He raised his hand to wipe it, and it was wet, covered in saliva.

How embarrassing, so incredibly embarrassing.

Song Chengwu was a little embarrassed: "I, I just came to take a look, that's all."

His eyes unconsciously drifted to the chive boxes on Shen Qing's stall.

The chive dumplings on the plate looked like little purses, bulging and glistening with oil, their skin fried to a golden brown, looking incredibly tempting.

The edge is finished with a crescent-shaped lace trim, fitting perfectly.

Song Chengwu could even imagine that the outer skin of these chive boxes must be crispy and crunchy.

Putting aside the filling, the crust must be delicious.

Gollum—

He subconsciously swallowed again.

"Father, Madam Shen's food is really delicious, you must try it," Song Anbang said hurriedly from the side.

Song Chengwu was tempted.

To be honest, he was a little embarrassed.

"I, I... I'll just try a little..."

"Dad, we have to wait in line, you have to wait in line first!" Song Leye was simply enjoying the show and was addicted to messing with his father.

Song Chengwu was stunned for a moment and subconsciously glanced back.

Hmm... I can't see the end at all.

Song Chengwu's face flushed red and then turned pale. He wanted to eat, but with such a long queue, how long would it take him to get there?

Just then, Shen Qing brought a leek pancake to Song Chengwu's table:

"Here's your chive pancake."

Pan-fried chive dumplings take time; Song Leye had just come over to pay the money and hadn't even had a chance to eat yet.

"Chive pancakes, my chive pancakes are finally ready..."

Song Leye excitedly took the plate and was about to put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, a pair of chopsticks reached over and snatched the chive dumplings from his plate.

"ah--"

"Dad, have you no shame?"

Song Leye tried to rush forward to grab it, but Song Anbang suddenly grabbed Song Leye's sleeve.

"It's only right for a son to be filial to his father, little brother, just bear with it."

Wang Wu, who was standing next to Song Leye, grabbed Song Leye's other arm.

"Yes, we should let the head coach try it. Maybe he'll change his mind."

Song Leye was completely unable to move; he really wanted to cry.

I should have known better than to be so sarcastic.

"Chive boxes, oh my chive boxes..."

"Chive boxes, smell so good!" Song Chengwu stared at the chive boxes in front of him, took a deep breath, and looked on with a look of fascination.

At this moment, he couldn't care about anything else.

Take a bite.

click-

Your teeth pierce through the crispy outer shell, then through the soft inner dough, and finally reach the tender and flavorful filling.

The chives were chopped very finely, with a fresh aroma, and you could hear a slight crunch when you chewed them.

The eggs were very tender and had a rich egg flavor.

The glass noodles are soaked in oil, making them translucent and chewy.

The three ingredients wrapped together, along with the freshness of dried shrimp, create an ultimate taste experience.

"I can't believe there's such delicious food in the world..."

Song Chengwu's eyes widened in disbelief.

All those thoughts vanished, leaving only the enjoyment of the chive dumplings.

What war, what throne, nothing compares to this bite of chive pancake.

Eat a big meal.

He didn't come to his senses until he finished the last bite.

"Madam Shen, I want more! Could you give me another chive pancake? I'll pay extra, any price will do!!" Song Chengwu's expression was somewhat crazed.

Shen Qing shook her head: "Everyone is in line."

Judging from this, Song Chengwu must have tasted the bitterness.

She no longer needed to give Song Chengwu an extra copy.

Upon hearing this, Song Chengwu was immediately disappointed.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he shouted, "Doesn't Song Anbang have another share???"

Shen Qing nodded hesitantly: "It'll be ready soon."

"Give it to me, give it to me, I'm his father!!"

Shen Qing: "..."

"Let me go, bro! Your leek dumplings are going to be gone!!! Bro, wake up!" Song Leye kicked his legs wildly in a panic.

Song Anbang finally realized what was happening.

He can't afford to lose his leek dumplings.

He immediately released Song Leye and rushed to Song Chengwu's side.

"Father, don't think about it anymore, those are my leek dumplings."

"What's yours is mine." Song Chengwu no longer felt ashamed at all.

What does it matter if I'm embarrassed when I can make delicious chive dumplings?

"Brother, I'll help you hold off Father. Can I have half of the chive dumplings?" Song Leye's eyes lit up as he came up with a great idea.

He definitely wouldn't be able to get a turn now, but he couldn't miss out on trying the chive pancakes.

Song Anbang answered almost without hesitation: "Deal!"

"Anbang, Anbang, let's split it in half! If we don't give it to Leye, we'll split it between us!" Song Chengwu shouted as soon as he saw that things were not going well.

Song Anbang shook his head: "Father, I still trust my younger brother more."

Just then, a new batch of chive dumplings was served.

Shen Qing glanced at the three men: "These chive dumplings, which one of you...?"

"I!"

"Me and my brother!"

Song Leye swiftly grabbed one of Song Chengwu's arms, while Song Anbang grabbed the other.

"Madam Shen, quickly help us chop this up!"

Shen Qing nodded; she was happy to help the two brothers.

With one cut, the chive box was split in two, revealing the filling inside, making it look even more tempting.

Song Anbang took half, while Song Leye took the other half.

The two brothers couldn't wait to start eating.

"It smells so good..."

"As expected of Madam Shen's cooking, it smells amazing!"

Meanwhile, Song Chengwu, who was restrained in the middle, could only watch helplessly, drooling all over the place.

The entire city lord's mansion was enveloped in the aroma of chive boxes.

Everyone ate with gusto, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

In the crowd, Black Hawk finished eating the chive pancake in his hand.

His gaze landed precisely on Song Chengwu, who was drooling at the moment.

His Majesty was his benefactor. Song Chengwu killed His Majesty, and he had to avenge His Majesty.

If Lady Shen hadn't sent someone to inform him yesterday that he had to wait until Song Chengwu finished his meal, he would have already been unable to contain himself.

He didn't want to spoil the atmosphere of Madam Shen's stall. After everyone finished eating the chive dumplings, he would avenge His Majesty!