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

"Who gave you permission to bully me? You bunch of troublemakers, all you do is cause me trouble. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been insulted like that in front of everyone today!"

"They've completely lost face!"

"You like to fight, right? Go ahead and fight! Start with the boss, all of you come at me! Get him!"

"hurry up--"

"After we finish that, we'll fight the second one!"

"Take turns hitting them!"

"..."

Yelü Meng's furious voice reached outside the tent.

After leaving Zhiwei Restaurant, he sent someone to bring Yelü Bo and the others to him.

He yelled at the group of children for several hours, and that wasn't all. He made them take turns hitting him, and he even hit them himself.

In short, it was all to vent the anger he couldn't express.

Li Sanwan and A Yuan stopped outside the tent, not daring to go in.

Only after Yelü Meng and a group of children emerged from the tent, their faces bruised and swollen, did the two cautiously enter the tent.

"Your Highness, I have invited Mr. Li here," A Yuan reported cautiously.

When Yelü Meng saw Li Sanwan behind A Yuan, his eyes lit up instantly, as if he had seen a savior. His anger just now vanished without a trace.

"Mr. Li, you've finally arrived! Father has been longing for your milk tea."

"Your milk tea is the best in the world! It will surely defeat that Lady Shen and bring Father back to his senses!"

Li Sanwan: "?"

What does that mean? Regaining sanity? Has the emperor gone mad?

"Your Highness, my milk tea is indeed delicious, but Madam Shen's donkey meat sandwich is also an exquisite delicacy. The two are simply incomparable," Li Sanwan said helplessly, spreading his hands.

Donkey meat sandwiches are incredibly delicious, they smell amazing!

Of course, his milk tea is also delicious, and he is very confident in his milk tea-making skills.

Donkey meat sandwich is donkey meat sandwich, milk tea is milk tea, and the prince is also sick. Why does milk tea have to defeat donkey meat sandwich?

Yelü Meng glared at him: "What does Mr. Li mean by this?"

"What I mean is, it's incomparable, and you can't really say whether you've won or lost..."

"What if Lady Shen also makes milk tea?" Yelü Meng asked, frowning.

Li Sanwan instinctively replied, "Then my milk tea must be number one."

"No one in the world knows how to make milk tea better than me!"

Yelü Meng nodded: "That's fine then. You can have a milk tea contest with Shen Qing!"

"Your Highness, why would Madam Shen compete with Mr. Li in milk tea for no reason..." A-Yuan couldn't help but interject.

He had a feeling that the eldest prince had gone mad.

Li Sanwan was also helpless. Why did they have to have a competition?

He did want to invite that Madam Shen to try his milk tea, so that maybe next time she could skip the queue at Zhiwei Restaurant.

"I'll use reverse psychology, Mr. Li. You should rest well today, and tomorrow we'll have a contest with that Madam Shen—a milk tea contest!"

Li Sanwan: "..."

He's an expert at making milk tea, while Madam Shen probably's never even seen milk tea before. Isn't this bullying?

It's basically adults bullying children.

Oh well, these things are none of his business.

Consider it an invitation to Madam Shen for milk tea; who cares about the competition?

......

Shen Qing finished his work at Zhiwei Restaurant and then returned to his tent.

Thinking of the sheep slave siblings today, she couldn't wait to open the system.

[Ding—Congratulations, host, on successfully conquering the sheep-slave siblings, the children of the princess sent for a political marriage]

[Only one step remains to complete the mission and obtain the wishing candle—conquer Princess Nangong Mu, the one to be married off. Please keep up the good work, host!]

[Given the host's successful progress in the mission, tomorrow's random food will be milk tea.]

As expected, only Princess Nangong Mu, who was to be sent for a political marriage, remained.

It seems the only way is to start with the Yang Nu siblings and gradually explore clues about Nangong Mu.

But milk tea?

With so many varieties of modern milk tea, which one should I make tomorrow?

[Ding—Tomorrow's milk tea offering will be: Pearl Milk Tea]

Bubble tea.

This is the most common type of milk tea, and many people drink it.

The pearls inside are especially chewy and bouncy.

On a chilly autumn day, a warm cup of bubble tea would be incredibly comforting.

Shen Qing was very satisfied, although she actually still wanted to drink soy milk rice mochi.

I don't know when the system will refresh it...

One night passed.

The next day, after waking up, Shen Qing went to Zhiwei Restaurant.

At this time, there was already a long queue outside the Zhiwei Restaurant, with the Emperor, Empress Xiao, Yelü Gan, Yelü Qi and others all in the queue.

Everyone couldn't help but speculate about the food Shen Qing would be selling today.

"I wonder what kind of food Madam Shen will be selling today?"

"Yeah, yeah, I can't wait!"

"I hope it's the same donkey meat sandwich as yesterday. It smells so good, unbearably delicious!"

"I was hoping for mala tang. You haven't tried mala tang, so you don't know. It's absolutely amazing."

"..."

Shen Qinggang arrived at the entrance of Zhiwei Restaurant, just as he was about to open the door and prepare today's dishes.

Just then, a shout rang out:

"Madam Shen, do you dare to have a match with Mr. Li?!"

His shouts shook the heavens; Yelü Meng had used every ounce of his strength.

Li Sanwan, standing beside him, was speechless.

I feel so helpless and embarrassed. I just want to crawl into a hole in the ground and hide.

"Mr. Li, when did you return? I've been missing your milk tea terribly." The Liao emperor's eyes lit up the moment he saw Li Sanwan.

That's great, now he can eat and drink again.

This is absolutely fantastic.

Li Sanwan: "...It was the eldest prince who brought me here..."

"Madam Shen, this is Mr. Li Sanwan. His milk tea is delicious..." The Liao Emperor took the opportunity to introduce Li Sanwan to Shen Qing.

Yelü Meng couldn't hold back any longer.

He brought Li Sanwan here to defeat Shen Qing, not to have a peaceful chat!

"Father!"

"This Madam Shen prides herself on being the best cook. Why not have her compete with Mr. Li? Let's have a milk tea contest and see who wins!"

The Liao emperor frowned, his gaze towards Yelü Meng filled with reproach.

How insensible!

What are you talking about, milk tea? I bet Lady Shen has never even seen milk tea before.

How wonderful it would be to enjoy Shen Niangzi's delicious food while drinking milk tea!

His eldest son is a typical troublemaker.

"Madam Shen is from Da'an; there's no need to compare her to Mr. Li," the emperor said, directly rejecting her claim.

Li Sanwan also said, "Your Majesty is right. I'll make a bowl for Madam Shen to try. Just a taste is enough. There's no need for any competition."

Upon hearing this, Yelü Meng immediately became anxious.

He invited Li Sanwan back to defeat Shen Qing, so how could they not have a contest?

"Madam Shen, are you afraid to compete with Mr. Li?"