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

As soon as Shen Qing opened the pot lid, Song Leyue and Zheng Quan ran into the kitchen.

"Such a rich bamboo scent, and a hint of milky aroma that's hard to describe. Madam Shen, is it ready to eat?"

"Madam Shen, I'm so craving it, I can't take it anymore!"

The two of them were jumping and hopping around, as if they were on steroids.

"It's ready, but it's too hot right now, we'll have to wait a bit," Shen Qing said as she scooped the bamboo tube-filled mochi out of the pot.

"Okay, wait a minute, let's wait a minute."

Zheng Quan said he was waiting, but his eyes were fixed on the bamboo tube of bursting mochi that had been served. He moved his feet unconsciously, getting closer and closer.

My hand reached out uncontrollably and took one.

"Hiss~"

"It's so hot! It's so hot!"

The bamboo tube was tossed back and forth between his hands, and it was obvious that it was hot to the touch.

Song Leye couldn't help but mutter, "It smells so good. I'll just hold one in my hand and let it cool down."

He also took one from the basin.

Seeing this, Shen Qing reminded him, "Be careful, there's oozing filling inside, it's even hotter. You can use a bamboo spoon to scoop it out little by little."

She had already purchased many bamboo spoons in advance, specifically to match these bamboo tube bursting mochi.

The bamboo spoons were neatly arranged on the wooden plate. Zheng Quan glanced at them once, then turned his head away and continued to focus his attention on the food in his hands.

What spoon? He's a roughneck, he doesn't need a spoon. He eats big mouthfuls, how satisfying!

Zheng Quan raised his hand and peeled off the bamboo leaves at the edge of the bamboo tube, revealing the milky white mochi, which was steaming hot.

A milky and glutinous rice aroma filled my nostrils.

He couldn't take it anymore, so he raised the bamboo tube to his mouth, tilted his head back, and started sucking.

My mouth and tongue touched the warm mochi, which was soft, chewy, and had a rich milky flavor with a hint of sweetness.

The feeling was so wonderful that he couldn't help but immerse himself in it.

But he didn't stay immersed in it for long before he sensed that something was wrong.

Why does it look like the bamboo tube is stuck to his mouth?

Zheng Quan hurriedly tried to pull the bamboo tube out, but for some reason, he couldn't get it out.

"Ugh—Ugh—"

He rushed to Song Leye, pointed to the bamboo tube in his mouth, and tried to indicate it, his face turning bright red.

"Hahaha~"

Song Leye laughed out loud, which was rather unkind.

"I can't take it anymore, it's too funny, my stomach hurts from laughing!"

"People who are too hasty to speak will indeed be punished. Luckily, I haven't had a chance to speak yet."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Zheng Quan frowned, put his hands on his hips, and tried to hum.

"Mmm!! Ugh!! Mmm!"

I didn't understand, but it was clear that they wanted Song Leye's help.

Just then, Shen Qing came over with a bamboo skewer and gently stuck it in from the side, thus removing the bamboo tube from Zheng Quan's mouth.

Zheng Quan was finally saved, but his mouth and face were covered in a ring of milky white mochi, and even a lot of it was stuck to his big beard.

"Hahahaha!!" Song Leye laughed even harder when he saw this.

Shen Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I already told you to eat slowly."

Zheng Quan had no idea how funny he was; all he could think about was continuing to eat the bamboo tube-filled mochi.

"I'll just grab a bamboo spoon!" He took a step and went to get the spoon.

Song Leye grinned and said, "As expected, we have to listen to Madam Shen. I took the bamboo spoon."

"Now I can finally taste this bamboo tube bursting mochi!"

He took the bamboo spoon and stuck it straight down, all the way to the bottom of the bamboo tube.

puff--

In an instant, golden broth gushed out from the breach.

"Hot hot hot hot hot hot—"

Song Leye's lower face was covered in golden splatter, with even a few drops splashed on his nose and between his eyebrows.

More importantly, the oozing liquid was still slowly dripping down.

"Hahahaha—" A louder and more unrestrained laugh rang out.

Zheng Quan came over with the bamboo spoon and took a look; his eyes crinkled with laughter.

"You dare laugh at me? You deserve it!"

"I'll remember Madam Shen's words this time, 'Eat slowly!'"

As he spoke, he gently scooped open the mochi on top with a bamboo spoon, revealing the golden, bursting filling inside.

"Look, look." He held up the bamboo tube and showed it off to Song Leye.

Song Leye turned his head away, somewhat embarrassed.

He was just laughing at Zheng Quan, but then he turned around and made a fool of himself.

But it smells so sweet.

He stuck out his tongue and licked it; it had a sandy texture, very smooth and creamy, with the richness of the egg yolk and the smoothness of the cream perfectly blended together, oily and moist, with a salty-sweet aroma.

"Delicious! This is so delicious!!" Song Leye's tongue moved even faster.

Shen Qing, who was observing from the sidelines: "..."

A look of helplessness.

Oh well, let them eat however they want.

Just then, a commotion came from afar.

"Old City Lord, you have no idea, no matter what the ingredients are, Madam Shen can cook them to an extremely delicious degree, and they are unique in the world. Just wait and see today."

"Yes, old city lord, let me tell you, Madam Shen has a dish of braised pork ribs that smells amazing. The aroma can be smelled for miles around, and even my stubborn teacher couldn't resist it."

The visitors were Zhou Wentong, Sun Mu, and Wang Wu.

Sun Mu was being held hostage between Zhou Wentong and Wang Wu, and had no choice but to listen to their incessant chatter.

He looked helpless, but there was really nothing he could do.

Zhiwei Restaurant is famous throughout the world. Although he was also interested in trying it, Zhou Wentong and his group had gone too far.

Upon getting closer, Sun Mu's eyes widened even more.

"This, this, this..."

"What's wrong with General Zheng and General Song?"

"What?! How did eating something delicious turn into this?!"

Sun Mu was having some existential questions. Eating was normal, but what was abnormal was why the two of them had food on their faces.

Moreover, one person's mouth was white, while the other's was golden yellow.

Anyone who saw it would exclaim, "What kind of behavior is this?"

Zhou Wentong and Wang Wu also looked puzzled: "What's going on with you two...?"

Could it be that they fought over food for Madam Shen?

Zheng Quan and Song Leye looked up, saw everyone, and grinned in unison.

Without offering any explanation, he immediately lowered his head and ate the bursting mochi.

Just kidding, since they've made a fool of themselves, they'll naturally let others do the same.

That way, they can laugh again.

Moreover, Madam Shen seemed quite happy about it.

"Everyone, try my bamboo tube bursting mochi. You have to use a bamboo spoon, not your mouth, otherwise you'll end up like...like General Zheng."

"And you have to go slower and be careful, otherwise the molten filling inside will spray out, like..." Shen Qing pointed at Song Leye.

Now we have negative examples, which are much more convincing than light reminders.