Gourmet Girl: Becoming a Royal Merchant Started from Selling Buns

Su An's brain short-circuited.

The emperor wants to live in her house?

Even if she wanted to die, she wouldn't do it in such a stupid way, right?

Su An immediately prepared to refuse, but Chu Yi's gaze immediately became more threatening.

A silent sense of crisis spread.

Su An shook Li Guihua's sweaty hand, silently comforting her, and then he answered with a stiff upper lip: "Since Your Majesty is willing to condescend, then please."

Seeing her like this, Chu Yi's face immediately showed a look of satisfaction. He snorted coldly and turned back to the carriage.

On the way, Su An didn't know how he walked back to the shop.

His heart was beating wildly, and he kept reminding Li Guihua and the three little ones not to show up recently and that he would entertain the emperor himself.

Thinking of the emperor's capricious and arrogant nature, Su An guessed and asked Jian Yi to call Mudan to the shop and arrange singing and dancing for her.

At first, when Chu Yi heard that there would be some singing and dancing performance, his anger dissipated like clouds, and he sat in the main seat with great interest.

"Is there any decent singing and dancing in this shabby countryside? Come and see it for me."

Su An laughed dryly and clapped his hands twice. Mudan and the musicians, who were in the lead, were well prepared and came in from outside.

"This small place cannot compare to the capital city in terms of talented people and beautiful scenery. I wonder if Your Majesty is satisfied." Su An said simply and politely, then kept silent.

Anyway, these two are old acquaintances, so there is no need for her to introduce them!

As expected, Chu Yi raised the corner of his eye and glanced at Mudan, and Mudan couldn't help but look back at him guiltily.

The two of them stared at each other, and the atmosphere fell into the silence of stock fans.

Mudan lowered her eyes shyly: "I am not talented, so I will show you my ugliness."

Chu Yi: “…”

This was of course agreed upon. Mudan was very nervous. As the musicians played, she displayed her charming dance moves in a familiar way, but her movements and expression seemed so stiff.

Even though Su An was an outsider, he could see that Mudan was extremely embarrassed.

She choked on a mouthful of water and tried hard not to cough.

I had originally thought that these two, as king and subject, were at least more familiar to me than I was, and that this could at least ease the awkward atmosphere, but what was happening now?

numb!

After watching for a while, Chu Yi slammed the table impatiently, his eyebrows and eyes looking disgusted: "Alright, take it down, you dare to offend me with your chaotic dance!"

The only reason he wasn't sentenced to death is because this peony is still useful!

"Yes!" Mudan ran away without even looking back.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the box became more tense.

Just as Su An was racking her brains to think of a program to welcome the leader, Chu Yi suddenly shot her a look of disappointment and displeasure:

"Country girl, how do you usually confuse the emperor's uncle and please him?"

"Come here and show me your seductive tricks."

"Ah?" Su An's brain froze, then slowly started up again, and he met Chu Yi's teasing gaze in a daze.

What the hell is this human talking about?

Now that there were no outsiders in the room, Chu Yi acted as if he was respecting the evil superior without any scruples.

Seeing that Su Yi was hesitant to move, his already impatient mood became even more irritable, and he said angrily: "Why, is it that that cripple is pleasing to you, and I can no longer control you?"

"In your eyes, I'm worse than a cripple, right?!"

Su An: "...wait, no..."

This crazy batch!

She stood up suddenly and said with a confident look, "Since Your Majesty is so enthusiastic, please follow me. The secret you want to know is right there."

"Huh?!" Chu Yi choked in the middle of his anger, and his curiosity was successfully aroused.

Seeing that Su An didn't wait for him and walked out quickly, he snorted coldly and quickly followed.

Coming to the kitchen, Su An pointed to the various ingredients piled on the table and said firmly: "Yes, my method is this cooking skill. If Your Majesty wants to compare, then let's get started. Goubuli steamed buns!"

Chu Yi frowned and looked around with disgust. When he suddenly heard these words, his eyes twitched unexpectedly and he turned pale with shock.

"What? Dog what?"

"You want me to cook?!"

Su An saw his colorful expression and wanted to laugh. He raised his chin righteously and said, "Yes, the prince likes my cooking very much and always comes to learn from me."

"The prince can make these buns. Since Your Majesty is better than the prince, could it be that he can't make them?"

There was a slight hint of provocation in her tone, and Chu Yi's face quickly turned dark, filled with anger and disdain.

"I am a man of great learning and talent. How could I possibly be inferior to that cripple?"

He rushed to the table with a rage, "Just tell me what to do, and I'll definitely do it faster than a cripple!"

If it wasn't for the inappropriate timing, Su An would have laughed out loud.

Unexpectedly, the angry emperor was just like a naughty child, who deserved a beating but was barely ok to get along with.

However, Su An naturally didn't dare to laugh at this time. He held it back, cleared his throat, and then slowly began to give instructions.

But the idea is beautiful.

She had just given a few instructions when the emperor, who was so precious, spilled the entire bag of flour!

Su An's forehead twitched wildly, and he had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and demonstrate.

Kneading the dough was very boring. Fearing that the emperor would get even more angry, Su An took the initiative to speak: "Your Majesty, have you heard the joke about this Goubuli steamed bun?"

Chu Yi was indeed in a bad mood, but he naturally refused to admit defeat. He was irritable all over but didn't say a word, just moved his ears.

Su An laughed out loud as he spoke:

"Baozi accompanied his wife back to her parents' home. As soon as they entered the house, his sister-in-law took out some buns and asked him to eat them. He said he would eat them later, but his sister-in-law insisted on stuffing them into his mouth. After he dodged, his sister-in-law said to his mother-in-law: Mom, these are authentic Goubuli buns. Look, he really ignored them!"

"Ha--" Chu Yi couldn't help but chuckle, "So it's a Goubuli bun. That's new."

"No, is this a case of people ignoring Baozi, or a dog ignoring him...hiss, this is actually a joke? Hahaha!"

Chu Yi was a little slow to react. He was just laughing at first, but then he burst out laughing.

His surprised reaction after thinking about it also made Su An laugh, and he laughed even harder.

Isn't it easy for this kind of dry humor to capture the ancients?

The two of them laughed so hard that they stunned Jianyi and Fuhai who were guarding outside the door.

They looked at each other in bewilderment—

Is there a ghost in there???

"Hurry up, tell me a few more jokes like this, I haven't heard enough!"

It's a good way to kill time when you're free, and that's what Su An was thinking. He uttered a string of awkward jokes, which made the crazy emperor laugh so hard that he almost had cramps.

By evening, the two exhausted men came to their senses and realized that the buns had piled up like a small mountain.

Su An continued to provoke: "How can you not enjoy the fruits of your hard work? Your Majesty, come on, there is one last step, steaming buns. You must taste the taste of your own work!"