The man walked over and asked with a smile.

Yin Qingyou glanced at him, then at the sword in his hand, and nodded slightly.

He was the man who insisted on eating at my shop when I first opened it.

Even then, I felt he was unusual. Now, looking at him and then at the man in the fox fur cloak, I feel even more that he is extraordinary.

It wasn't just his magnificent clothes that gave him an intimidating presence; he exuded an aura that made people afraid to approach him.

That air of nobility and grandeur made everyone who saw it only once dare not look at it a second time.

Some people ate a couple of bites quickly, then stood up and left.

The shop was quickly filled to capacity, and most of the customers left.

"There's a seat available, please have one!"

Yin Qingyou gestured casually, indicating that they should sit down first.

With such a barrier blocking the entrance, like a guardian deity, who would dare to come in for a meal?

The remaining men in black ushered the man in the fox fur cloak to a seat in front of them. Since these men in black were also seated to one side, the man's brilliance was quickly obscured.

"What to eat?"

Yin Qingyou looked at the man in front of her and asked.

"Six bowls of what I ate the other day. And what's this? And this too, and this..."

He looked at the golden pumpkin pancakes, which even had the auspicious character "福" (fortune) on them, and suddenly found them very interesting.

"Okay, do you need chili for the glass noodle soup?"

Yin Qingyou asked again.

"What is a chili pepper!?"

The man looked at Yin Qingyou with confusion.

Yin Qingyou immediately handed over a plate of chopped and pickled chili sauce.

The man sniffed it, instantly felt a burning sensation, and his eyes welled up with tears.

"That feels great! Pour this into a small dish too, and add it if anyone likes."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the man in the fox fur cloak.

Inside the shop, there was a charcoal fire burning, and with so many people around, it was quite hot.

Yin Qingyou noticed that the troublesome man had taken off his outer cloak, revealing a crimson brocade robe underneath.

He's truly a man who can wear red so well; the outfit doesn't look effeminate, but rather exudes a certain beauty.

Yin Qingyou glanced at it and then looked away. In a short while, she had prepared six bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup and had Taohua deliver them.

Afterwards, he personally brought over the chili sauce, pumpkin pancakes, and tea eggs.

"This chili sauce has a unique flavor, and not everyone can try it."

After giving this instruction, she left, telling him not to wait any longer, or she would make him pay compensation if he felt he couldn't handle it.

As soon as Yin Qingyou left, the two men in black who had eaten said softly to the man in red, "Your Highness, this is really good."

"Um!!"

The man addressed as His Highness extended his finger, took a little chili sauce from the dish, put it in his glass noodles, stirred it, and instantly a spicy aroma filled the air.

The broth is milky white, with a rich aroma and a touch of spiciness.

He's a picky eater, but he finished the bowl of vermicelli soup in one go, and then took over two pumpkin pancakes and a tea egg.

Everyone was enjoying their meal when suddenly, one of the people sitting at the outer table collapsed with a thud.

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