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

"Eat slowly, be careful of the bursting filling inside," Shen Qing kindly reminded him, handing him a bamboo spoon.

Yelü Qi nodded repeatedly, but in reality, his attention was entirely focused on the bursting mochi in his hand. As for what Shen Qing said, it went in one ear and out the other.

They couldn't wait to insert the bamboo spoon.

puff--

Almost without any surprise, golden spurts gushed out, covering Yelü Qi's face.

"The Third Prince!!!"

"Hurry! Save the Third Prince!"

"The third prince has fallen into a trap!!!"

A group of soldiers shouted, their voices filled with surprise and fear.

Hearing the commotion, Yelü Gan, who was inside the tent, immediately hid under the bed.

Sure enough, it was a trap.

Fortunately, he didn't go out.

"Waaaaah, third brother, I never imagined you'd die so young! Waaaaah, please don't come looking for me after you're gone..."

Yelü Gan's body trembled uncontrollably.

The soldiers outside the tent were shouting anxiously, and some brave soldiers even rushed to Yelü Qi's side.

"Third Prince, I've come to save you!"

"Third Prince, you smell so good, so fragrant..."

Yelü Qi then realized what was happening: "You all go aside, I'm fine."

After saying that, he touched his face with his hand and then stuck out his tongue to lick it.

The salty flavor arrives first, with a grainy texture, oily and sandy, and you can also taste a bit of creamy smoothness. The aroma of milk and salted egg yolk complement each other, making it irresistible.

"Good! Delicious!!" Yelü Qi shouted.

Shen Qing said helplessly, "I already told you, this needs to be eaten slowly, you can't rush it..."

"Madam Shen, this is delicious, so delicious! It's truly as good as your cooking!!"

Yelü Qi was so engrossed in the wonderful food that the two of them were completely talking at cross purposes.

After saying that, he couldn't help but eat spoonful after spoonful.

"This milky white stuff tastes so different!" He squinted his eyes in pleasure, savoring the taste.

The soldiers around them were stunned, and they all involuntarily swallowed.

"It looks delicious!"

"I can't take it anymore, I can smell a milky scent mixed with bamboo."

"I'm so hungry, waaaaah~"

"..."

Seeing this, Shen Qing raised his voice and said, "Bamboo tube bursting mochi, twenty coins a serving, everyone can try it."

The soldiers: "Can we buy them too?"

"Of course, but remember to eat slowly, or you'll end up like your third prince," Shen Qing reminded him again.

The soldiers were all drooling, especially when they saw Yelü Qi eating, they were even more tempted.

Finally, someone couldn't resist: "I want one!"

"Me too!"

"What is this mochi? Give me one!"

"..."

Once someone started, the rest of the people surged forward uncontrollably, all vying to buy the bamboo tube popping mochi.

As usual, Shen Qing called out for everyone to line up.

A long queue quickly formed.

"It's so delicious! It's so creamy and soft, absolutely amazing!"

"No, the filling inside smells so good too! It smells amazing!"

"This mochi is so stretchy, oh my god, I'm drooling!"

The shouts grew louder and louder, and Shen Qing's stall became increasingly lively.

The shouts naturally reached Yelü Gan's ears inside the tent.

He looked confused and carefully crawled out from under the bed.

"What's going on? It sounds really lively and cheerful outside."

Yelü Gan looked puzzled and slowly moved to the tent entrance, wanting to go out and take a look.

Just as he was about to open the curtain, he suddenly stopped.

"wrong."

"This must be a trick by the enemy; they're trying to lure me out."

He reached his hand back, took a deep breath, and turned to walk back towards the bed.

In his mind, the safest and most secure place is under the bed.

"Second Prince, come out and take a look! They've become addicted to eating the enemy's food!!" The soldiers guarding the tent entrance couldn't help but shout.

They're craving it.

But the second prince wouldn't come out, so they dared not abandon their posts.

Yelü Qi stopped and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? What happened?"

"The third prince is enjoying his meal at that young lady's stall."

"There are still many soldiers, and they are all queuing up in front of that young lady's stall."

"We smell really good too, why don't you come out and smell us?"

Shen Qing's stall was fifty meters away from the camp. The bursting mochi didn't have the strong smell of fried chicken or barbecue skewers, so the soldiers guarding the camp could only smell a faint aroma.

And that subtle fragrance was enough to win them over.

Because of the thick curtain separating them, Yelü Gan inside the tent barely smelled anything.

He was full of suspicion, yet he was also incredibly curious about the noises outside, but he was also terrified of losing his life.

After a while, he secretly lifted the curtain a tiny crack.

In an instant, a faint milky fragrance wafted into my nostrils, mixed with a hint of bamboo scent.

It has a sweet taste that makes people feel happy.

Take a closer look.

Good guy.

A long line of soldiers stood in the distance, eating heartily.

Some soldiers had a golden sheen on their faces, as if something had been splashed on them.

Even more outrageous, there were three or five people enthusiastically competing in something.

"What, what, what's going on?"

Yelü Gan's eyes widened, and he unconsciously took a step out of the tent.

"Second Prince, they're eating so deliciously! That young lady really does seem to be just here to set up a stall. Let's go take a look," the soldier guarding the tent couldn't help but urge.

He was simply too greedy and couldn't resist.

Yelü Gan was both hungry and curious. Seeing that there was no danger around, he nodded in agreement.

The further he walked, the stronger the fragrance became.

At this moment, he finally understood what those soldiers were competing in.

"My mochi has such long strands, you definitely can't beat them!"

"That's nothing, I can do it too!"

"My length—"

"Mine is longer—"

A group of people were having a competition to see whose mochi had the longest strands, eating as they went, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Yelü Gan involuntarily swallowed, and quickened his pace.

They finally reached Shen Qing's stall: "You, you're really just here to sell food?"

He still had some doubts.

After all, no normal person would set up a stall in the enemy camp during a battle between two armies.

"Well, I'm just a food vendor. You'll have to wait in line if you want to buy," Shen Qing said without looking up.

She was too busy selling mochi to even glance at Yelü Gan.

Yelü Gan: "???"

"I have to wait in line??"

"No, no, no, no, of course you don't need to queue." The soldier at the front was very perceptive and quickly picked up the bamboo tube of bursting mochi in his hand.

"Second Prince, this is for you. The smaller one can be served later."

The soldier spoke with a broad smile.