Gourmet Girl: Becoming a Royal Merchant Started from Selling Buns

Hearing this, Fu Zhun paused holding his chopsticks, raised his eyebrows and looked at Su An deeply: "Where is Beijing? Why have I never heard of it?"

"That's right. Since it's a dish handed down from generation to generation, it should be widely known. However, this is the first time I've tasted such delicious food." Lin Yong agreed in amazement.

Hearing this, the rest of the people who were wolfing down their food looked at Su An curiously.

Su An shuddered all over, almost being seen through. He couldn't help but curse himself in his heart for being so arrogant.

She smiled faintly, trying to fool around, "That Beijing... is the capital, it's pretty much the same thing!"

"Little boss, you lie without blinking."

Zhou Li stared at her with his eyes sparkling, and bluntly said, "You forgot, I am from Beijing. I have eaten all over the streets and alleys, but I have never heard of roast duck."

"Besides, the capital has never had the name Beijing for thousands of years. Why are you making it up?"

Zhou Li looked like he was enjoying the fun and was cheering for trouble. Su An almost couldn't help but choke him.

Or expose the lie in public.

This is a nasty thing that is impossible to tame.

Brigadier General Fu Su An saw how he was racking his brains to come up with an excuse. A glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, and he spoke to Zhou Li in a low voice.

"Miss Su has many skills, so it's normal that she knows more than a nerd like you. Why are you talking nonsense?"

Zhou Li choked, revealing an exaggerated expression of frustration, and muttered softly: "It was obviously you who asked first..."

"Hmm?" Fu Zhun glanced over calmly.

Zhou Li suddenly felt threatened, and said with a stern look, "Master is right. Thank you for the banquet, young boss. I won't be polite. Whoever grabs it first gets it!"

As he said this, he used his invisible hand to pick up the large piece of roast duck meat and put it into the bowl. The three kids next to him wailed and quickly joined the battle.

Su An was deeply moved. He carefully selected a piece of plump duck meat for Fu Zhun and smiled, "Try it too."

"It smells delicious and tastes great." Fu Zhun nodded, never stingy with his praise for her, his dark eyes holding a gentle smile.

Lin Yong looked at the two of them and always felt the illusion that he was full, but he was reluctant to put down his chopsticks and buried his head in silence.

Normally, a bowl of white rice would fill him up, but this time he ordered three bowls.

He ate all the food on the table and couldn't help burping.

Lin Yong's face flushed, and he smiled awkwardly, "Thank you, Boss Su, for the treat. I've had a feast."

Su An was waiting for this moment. In an instant, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, full of cunning. "The county magistrate is satisfied with the meal, and I am relieved, but..."

"I've been busy all day, after all. Why don't you ask the county magistrate to write a poem for my shop and give me a compliment?"

Lin Yong was stunned for a moment, then he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and shook his head, "As expected, there is no such thing as a free meal in this world."

"Then I can only offer my humble opinion. Please bring over the Four Treasures of the Study."

As he spoke, he gave instructions to the servant who accompanied him.

Su An's eyes sparkled, and he rubbed his hands with a smile as he waited.

Business has been bad recently and she was very worried. She invited the county magistrate over, firstly to express her gratitude, and secondly to ask him to write an inscription to promote her shop.

The diners were afraid of poisoning, but as long as there was this inscription, it proved that the county magistrate had personally come to her shop to taste the food, which was equivalent to giving the diners peace of mind.

What better advertisement could there be than this?

Lin Yong didn't waste any time, but wrote the words "a unique masterpiece" in a flamboyant manner, and then took out his own seal to sign.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Su An was overjoyed and called Zhang San over, "Make this word into a plaque and hang it in the most conspicuous place at the door to promote it well."

She made no secret of her actions, which made Lin Yong laugh and feel helpless, so he hurriedly said goodbye.

Su An had gained a lot, but when he was sending Fu Zhun back, he suddenly heard his dull and unhappy voice -

"My handwriting is not bad either. If you need an inscription, why don't you ask me?"

Su An was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing and said: "That's different, he is the county magistrate, the words he wrote are officially verified, which can reassure the people."

How could the clever God of Wealth not see this?

However, Fu Zhun's voice became even deeper, and he spoke word by word: "I am still the prince."

The prince's deterrent power is no more effective than that of the county magistrate.

After hearing this, Su An realized that the God of Wealth was being stubborn and unwilling to accept the result.

"oops."

She resisted the urge to laugh, and instead, pushing the wheelchair, she coaxed him, "It's the prince's handwriting that's so unusual. It's like fine gold and jade; how can it be put out there for viewing? It should be hidden away and treasured."

"How about you write one for me? I'll hang it in my room when I get home, so I can admire it day and night."

Fu Zhun's ears twitched. Her sweet voice sounded like candied fruit. He felt so happy that his handsome face turned hot.

He tilted his head slightly, unable to suppress the smile on his lips, and said, "Then it's as you say."

Tsk tsk tsk——

So tsundere!

In the shadows, An Yi watched this scene and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

No wonder the prince was captured. Look at his little mouth, it’s sweeter than honey!

Return to the house.

Fu Zhun took the paper and ink, pondered for a moment, and then began to write with full concentration.

He did not write any inscription, but wrote a poem with his pen swiftly.

"Her graceful figure reflects her beauty, her wisdom and heart are as bright as the clouds. Her natural talent and rhyme astound the world, her radiance overflows like the charm of tea."

Su An opened his eyes wide and read, and couldn't help sighing: "The poem is good, the calligraphy is good, the prince has unparalleled talent, I admire him!"

Fu Zhun saw her shaking her head, pretending to be mysterious, and asked with a smile, "Then do you know what this means?"

Su An couldn't help but touch her nose. To be honest, she was still half-guessing the word and hadn't recognized it completely yet, so how could she know its meaning?

But the emotional value must be given, right?

She took the poem as if it were a treasure, "As long as it's written by the prince, no matter what the meaning is, it is a treasure that is unique in the world!"

"I'll hang it on the wall when I get home, so I can think of the prince's grace as soon as I open my eyes!"

Although Fu Zhun could tell that she was flattering him, he couldn't help but smile and had to let her go.

Su An returned home holding the poem and bumped into Li Guihua, but she didn't notice him. She just looked at the meaning of the poem happily.

Although I don't understand, I always feel that it is a compliment to her.

It must be studied word by word.

"Xiao An, what is this?"

Li Guihua smiled and stopped the distracted girl, looking at the poem curiously.

"Mom." Su An came back to his senses and immediately showed it, "Fu Zhun wrote this for me. How is it? It's very special, isn't it?"

The words "Golden Thigh" give off a sense of nobility.

Li Guihua naturally didn't understand it either. She just glanced at it and then set her eyes on her daughter.

"Fu Zhun? You're calling me that so intimately now, and you still say you're not interested in me?"