"Ever since you started selling buns here, I've been able to sleep an extra four hours a day." It was the same for those princes and ministers. Two trays of steamed buns and one tea egg. Aiya, good morning, Lord Wei."
Various princes and ministers began to come one after another, and Qin Song welcomed another small peak. Today, there were still many officials who went to the car to eat after buying the buns. The more than 100 trays of buns were about to be empty.
"Lord Kong, what's the occasion today? There were twice as many officials as usual. This kid didn't have enough buns to sell.”
"That's not much," Kong Yingda laughed."It's just a big court service. You haven't seen the lecture of the Great Classics. The great Confucians of the various aristocratic families came to the palace to give lectures for more than a month. Every day, there was a sea of people.
Moreover, the capital will also take advantage of this time to hold a cooking competition. If little shopkeeper takes part in it, your steamed buns will also become famous.
Kid, prepare well. They'll be here in a month. You're rich again."
After paying, Kong Yingda didn't forget to remind him,""Let me tell you, no matter how many people there are, you have to keep my two trays of buns every day. Otherwise, I'll beat you up.”
"Old Sir, you're full of knowledge, and you know martial arts?" Qin Song laughed. He was indeed a person who was old but strong. Don't worry, no matter how many people there are, your two trays of buns will be delivered on time.”
Watching Lord Kong leave, Qin Song opened the system. The mission was to sell 3000 Soup Dumplings within a month. The progress was 766/3,000.
Today is the seventh day. This progress is not bad. If I wait until the Taijing lecture begins, can I sell 500 drawers a day?
He had the foresight to start training the servants and maids to make soup dumplings yesterday. Otherwise, when there were many people, he really wouldn't be able to supply them.
A young eunuch came forward and said,"Little shopkeeper, take five baskets of steamed buns away."”
"Alright, please wait a moment, little eunuch."
"My noble said that the little shopkeeper's cooking was good and she ate very happily. Here, this money is for you.”
The five trays of steamed buns should have cost 250 wen. The little eunuch took out a silver ingot worth ten taels and handed it over."Congratulations, Little Shopkeeper."
Qin Song took it with both hands and hurriedly asked,"May I ask who your noble person is, young eunuch? This little one can also know who bestowed this."'
"My noble is Concubine Yang."
"Thank you for your reward."
"The noble said that if you have time, you will come to learn the cooking skills of this soup bun from the shopkeeper.”
Qin Song was stunned. I'm just a bun seller. I wouldn't be involved in the palace strife, right?
I can't afford to offend anyone, so I quickly grabbed a handful of copper coins and handed them to the eunuch."Little Eunuch has worked hard. I hope you can give me some pointers.”
The little eunuch's lips curled into a smile. He was indeed a sensible person. He couldn't help but whisper,"My noble is Concubine Yang, and there is also Concubine Yang in the palace. Little shopkeeper, don't make a mistake.”
Understood ~
Concubine Yang, the daughter of Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty. Consort Yang was the wife of his brother, Li Yuanji. She would only appear noble if she was conferred the title of Consort Yang. Moreover, Li Shimin had just finished his Xuanwu Sect...
Qin Song discovered that no matter how gossipy he was, he seemed to be falling into the palace strife.
Sometimes, what people feared would come. Just as they finished cleaning up and Qin Song was still teaching the soup dumpling technique in the courtyard, the doorbell rang.
Concubine Yang had already arrived at the shop with a eunuch and a maid. At this moment, Concubine Yang was looking around curiously. He was very interested.
This was a woman in her thirties. Her body was graceful and graceful. When she walked, she gave off an immortal aura. Her pair of charming eyes looked like hooks. Her skin was so bouncy that it could be broken with a blow. Her beauty was suffocating. Qin Song took a look and his face turned red. This Li Er was too f * cking lucky.
Seeing Qin Song's embarrassed look, the corners of Concubine Yang's mouth curled up into a smile. She sat down and said,"Little shopkeeper, long time no see."
Qin Song quickly cupped his fists and bowed.”
Concubine Yang covered her mouth and smiled." There's no need to be so polite. His Majesty has already said that your little shopkeeper is a neighbor. There's no need for so much etiquette when neighbors visit." Bengong won't disturb you by coming here, right?"
"Your Highness, the noble has stepped into this lowly place. He was overjoyed. Empress, please wait." Qin Song brought over a wooden tray with a silver wine pot and a small silver bowl on top. There were also two porcelain bowls filled with sour plum soup.
"Niangniang, the weather is hot. This brat brewed his own sour plum soup. Try it. These two bowls are for little eunuch and elder sister.”
Honestly speaking, if not for this little eunuch informing him in advance, Qin Song really would not have known which one was Concubine Yang.
The young eunuch smiled and took a sip.""Ah, this thing is really delicious. This servant has never tasted such a delicacy before. Niangniang, quickly have a taste."
The servant drank it to test the poison. Concubine Yang picked it up and took a sip. A trace of surprise appeared on her face. She drank two more cups in a row and couldn't help but nod."Little shopkeeper's soup dumplings are delicious, and this sour soup is also very good. Can you teach me?"
"It's this boy's fortune that the Empress likes it. This is the recipe for the Sour Plum Soup, please kindly accept it.”
Concubine Yang gave him a knowing look and continued,"
"I came today to learn how to make soup dumplings from the little shopkeeper. You also know that His Majesty has just ascended the throne and can't sleep or eat well every day. If he wants to eat a mouthful of soup dumplings, he can't leave the palace because of His Majesty.
As the Empress, BenGong naturally has to share His Majesty's worries. I hope Little Shopkeeper will not be stingy with your guidance."
Qin Song sighed in his heart. Sure enough, he was really pulled into the palace. If Concubine Yang learned it, Concubine Wei would come again tomorrow. There are so many women around Li Shiming. I can't teach them all.
However, there was nothing he could do now. He could only bite the bullet and smile."It's this boy's fortune that the Empress likes this soup bun. Please wait a moment.”
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