He's a minor cannon fodder character who transmigrates into a novel and cultivates immortality,

Just as Xiao Xuan was about to pick up the jade cup, a small, thin hand reached out first.

Xiao Xuan was slightly taken aback when he saw this, thinking that it was Si Fan who wanted to try it.

She picked up the jade cup and handed it to him.

Upon seeing this, Yan Moyuan's smile froze.

He, the Prince of Yan, rarely poured wine for others; after all, not everyone was worthy of having Yan Moyuan pour wine for them.

Yan Moyuan's gaze fell on Si Fan, his face full of disdain.

Yan Moyuan: "Fairy, children shouldn't drink alcohol. Don't spoil them too much."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xuan paused in his grip on the jade cup.

She couldn't help but soften her heart when she saw the longing look in her boss Fan's eyes.

Remembering what the waiter said, this wine won't make you drunk, and it won't be restricted to children.

"Si Fan has probably never tasted such precious spiritual wine before, so it's understandable that a child would be curious and want to try it."

"Besides, it's just an occasional small drink, it shouldn't be a problem," Xiao Xuan thought to himself.

Si Fan took the jade cup and drank it all in one gulp.

He then picked up the jade pot and poured Xiao Xuan another cup using his own unused jade cup.

He handed it to Xiao Xuan.

Golden lettering appeared above the table: "Thank you."

Si Fan recognized the two characters Xiao Xuan had written and smiled.

Yan Moyuan, who witnessed this scene, couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

Even though he, the dignified Prince of Yan, personally poured wine for her, he didn't receive a single word of thanks from the fairy.

What merit or ability does this ugly, useless fellow from the Prime Minister's mansion possess?

Yan Moyuan glared at Si Fan secretly, his eyes full of warning.

Si Fan not only ignored him, but also gave him a contemptuous look and a provocative smile, which made Yan Moyuan so angry that he huffed and puffed.

Yan Moyuan's hands clenched so tightly under the table that they creaked, but his face remained gentle with a smile.

He tilted his head back and drank the spirit wine in the jade cup in one gulp.

He wanted to just walk away, but he was also somewhat unwilling.

Upon seeing this, Si Feng's lips curled into a faint smile.

Si Qing appeared to be intently munching on the braised pork bun in her hand, but in reality, she was taking in the reactions of everyone at the table.

Aunt Wang, however, was completely unaware of the situation. After her initial shock, she continued munching on the braised pork bun in her hand.

For her, the braised pork buns at Piaoxiang Restaurant were incredibly delicious and left a lasting impression.

It was the best braised pork bun she had ever eaten in her life.

Aunt Wang's parents were ordinary people. When she was young, her family was poor and they couldn't afford to eat meat all year round.

Later, when the family could no longer support their large family, Aunt Wang was sold by her father to a human trafficker in the county.

After her father received the money, he bought her two steamed buns with braised pork. That was the first time she ate steamed buns and the first time she tasted meat.

Since then, braised pork buns have become Aunt Wang's favorite food.

Even after being sold to the Si family after several changes of ownership, she still ate leftover meat from her master's household.

However, in her heart, no delicacy could compare to the delicious taste of braised pork buns. That's why, when she realized that her days were numbered, she murmured about braised pork buns in her dreams.

Si Feng looked at Si Fan with gentle eyes, wanting to strike up a conversation.

However, having been used to being ignored, she found it difficult to lower herself and initiate a conversation.

Coupled with Si Fan's indifferent attitude towards her, she lost all interest in talking to him.

Si Feng's gaze swept over Aunt Wang, and he looked down on Si Fan even more.

To dine at the same table as a lowly servant is truly a lack of manners.

Because Yan Moyuan was present, Si Feng did not lash out on the spot, but he did make a mental note of Aunt Wang's actions.

He planned to kick the person out of the mansion after returning home.

Her household could not tolerate such a servant who disregarded social hierarchy.