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

Shen Qing thought for a long time and finally decided to use food as a lure.

The main problem is that she's not good at doing other things either.

After selling the soy milk rice mochi, Shen Qing didn't rush back to his own tent. Instead, he went to find the sheep slave siblings.

At this moment, the Yangnu siblings were playing with the cloth tiger.

"Sister Shen!" Yang Nu exclaimed with delight upon seeing Shen Qing.

Shen Qing feigned distress and said, "I've encountered a problem, Yang Nu, An An, could you please help me?"

"An'an is willing to help Sister Shen!"

"Sister Shen, just say what you need to say," Yang Nu readily agreed.

If it weren't for Sister Shen, the siblings would still be being bullied.

After agreeing, I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

He and his sister are still children; what if they can't help Sister Shen...?

"Sister Shen, if it's something too difficult, my sister and I are afraid..."

Shen Qing waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's not a difficult matter, I just don't know what to sell tomorrow."

"You two, help me think of something to sell tomorrow?"

"Sour? Sweet? Spicy? Noodles? Rice??"

The sheep-slave siblings' eyes widened in surprise!

This is to let them choose their new food for tomorrow!

Sister Shen actually let them choose the new food for tomorrow!

"An'an wants to drink mochi, An'an likes mochi—" the little girl shouted happily first.

Her eyes were bright, and she was visibly happy.

"Mala tang, I want to try mala tang!"

Almost at the same time, the sheep slave shouted.

I really want to try the taste of mala tang!

Shen Qing shook her head: "Food that has already been sold cannot be sold again."

"Can you help me think of what kind of food the people around us like to eat?"

"The people around??" The sheep slave was taken aback.

"Take your aunt for example..."

Shen Qing felt inexplicably guilty for deceiving a child.

Yang Nu was completely unguarded: "My little aunt likes spicy food. Every time she eats it, she sweats from her nose, but she can't stop."

"No, Auntie likes sour food. She loved the sour soup dumplings Mom made last time," An'an called out from the side.

"You're wrong. My aunt can't live without spicy food. She likes spicy food, but she only likes it because Mom's sour soup dumplings are so delicious."

"It's sour, absolutely sour! My aunt said that sour soup dumplings are the most delicious thing in the world!"

"It's spicy!"

"It's sour!"

"hot!"

"acid--"

The two children started arguing, oblivious to everyone else around them.

Shen Qing: "..."

She probably shouldn't have come to ask the two children about Yelü Zhuyue's dietary preferences.

It's sour one minute and spicy the next...

Eh?

Suddenly, I thought of a certain kind of food.

Sour! Spicy! Noodles!

Whether it's sour or spicy, hot and sour noodles are both sour and spicy, so you can't go wrong with them.

"System, can we sell hot and sour noodles tomorrow?" Shen Qing asked silently in his mind.

[Ding—Host demand detected. Tomorrow's sale: Hot and Sour Rice Noodles]

Very good!

Shen Qing was happy, but when she came to her senses, she saw that the sheep slaves were still arguing next to her.

"Silly sister, your aunt loves spicy food, but sour soup dumplings are an exception."

"My brother is the silly one. Auntie said that sour soup dumplings are the most delicious thing—"

Since we've already decided on tomorrow's food, we might as well try to get some information out of the Yang Nu siblings so we can get more clues about the princess, Nangong Mu, who was sent to marry a foreign ruler.

"An'an, aren't your mother's sour soup dumplings especially delicious?"

"Yes, it smells so good! An'an can eat a whole bowl of it."

"I wish I had the chance to try it..."

"Sister Shen, when I see my mother, I will definitely ask her to make you sour soup dumplings too." An'an was young, and when she was happy, she didn't care about anything else. All she wanted was for Shen Qing to taste the sour soup dumplings.

Shen Qing casually continued, "Then where is your mother now?"

"Mother, Mother is here..."

"Sister!" Yang Nu suddenly cried out, "Sister Shen, my mother has long since passed away..."

"Really?" Shen Qing looked at Yang Nu, the child was still quite tight-lipped.

Not bad, no wonder he's the older brother.

"Did your mother make this cloth tiger by hand?"

"No, no, my aunt bought it by the roadside. She gave it to us..."

Shen Qing held the cloth tiger and pointed to the crooked "king" character on the tiger's forehead.

"Who would buy something embroidered like this?"

"Sheep Slave, I'm not a bad person. Your mother and I are both from Da'an. Is your mother still alive? Can you tell me the truth? I'll help you." Shen Qing said earnestly to Sheep Slave.

Since things have come to this point, it would be better to find out the truth tonight and win the trust of the Yangnu siblings.

Therefore, all she needs to do tomorrow is deal with Yelü Zhuyue.

The sheep slave lowered his eyes, a hint of struggle flashing across his face.

"Sister Shen is a good person, brother..." An'an opened her mouth and said.

After hesitating for a long time, Yang Nu finally chose to believe Shen Qing.

"Sister Shen, my mother is indeed still alive."

"Ever since I can remember, Yelü Meng would beat and scold my mother, and even called her a foreigner. My mother always silently endured it. Every time Yelü Meng got drunk and wanted to hit someone, it was my mother who protected my sister and me."

"In the Liao Dynasty, everyone except my aunt looked down on us and bullied us."

"Six months ago, Yelü Meng got drunk again and beat his mother half to death, almost taking her life. His aunt said that in order to save his mother's life, the only way was to fake her death."

"My aunt also said that when the time is right, she will find a way to let my sister and me leave the capital and reunite with our mother..."

Things turned out pretty much as Shen Qing had guessed.

Previously, everyone said that Princess Nangong Mu, who was sent to marry a foreign ruler, was dead, but the system made her continue the mission, so she guessed that Nangong Mu had escaped.

Little did anyone expect that this whole affair was orchestrated by Princess Yelü Zhuyue of the Liao Dynasty.

She has already written to the Emperor of Da'an, inviting him to Liao to discuss trade. If the Emperor of Da'an could take Nangong Mu and the Yang Nu siblings away from Liao...

"Sheep slaves, An'an, I will help you, don't be afraid."

"However, you must never tell anyone else about this."

Yang Nu nodded: "Don't worry, Sister Shen, I know."

"Sister Shen, An'an and her brother only told you, okay?"

Shen Qing patted An'an's little head and said softly, "I knew An'an and Yangnu were the smartest."

"Bring your little aunt to Zhiwei Restaurant tomorrow, there will be new delicious food, both sour and spicy!"

Eating hot and sour noodles is the most comforting thing to do this season. It's hot, appetizing, delicious, and comforting.

She couldn't help but drool just thinking about hot and sour noodles.