Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
They had yet to eat breakfast since they left the residence. She wanted to explore the capital and taste the food outside.
“Alright, please wait a mont.”
The boss replied enthusiastically and brought the hot, stead buns to her. Then, he went to scoop soy milk.
When the boss returned with the soy milk, An Jiuyue had already taken a few bites of a bun. He smiled even more happily.
“Young lady, you’re up so early.”
An Jiuyue raised her eyebrows and asked, “Is it early?”
It did not look early. Qian Jiyun had already gone to attend the morning court assembly. Parents had also sent their children to various schools, and the children were crying.
“It’s still quite early. But it can’t be helped. I won’t be able to have breakfast if I wake up late,” she teased with a smile.
“Hehe, that’s true,” the boss replied with a smile.
He was very satisfied by An Jiuyue’s words.
“I’m not bragging, but the stead buns and soy milk in my stall are the best in the capital. Even the food in Pinwei Restaurant is not as fragrant as my stead buns!”
“Keep bragging, Boss!”
“Pinwei Restaurant is the second largest restaurant in the capital. The cheapest dish costs two taels of silver. If your stead buns can match the dishes in Pinwei Restaurant, why don’t you go to heaven?”
“You’re a really shaless boss. Although your stead buns taste good, they’re not comparable to those at Pinwei Restaurant. Be careful! If they hear you, they’ll co looking for you to settle the score!”
The guests sitting at the nearby tables started talking.
Although their words were harsh, they were joking and did not hurt his feelings. It seed like they were regular custors.
“I was just saying.” The boss was not angry and smiled.
He was only saying it casually. One had to have a goal! His goal was to make his bun stall as big as Pin Wei Restaurant.
Although it was a little unrealistic, he still had a dream, right?
“So you think my stead buns don’t taste good?”
“They taste good!”
“They’re delicious!”
Everyone at the tables around replied with smiles.
A few custors could not help but laugh and ask the boss to serve them more buns.
They were soon unable to laugh any longer, shrinking back as if they had choked. The boss trembled, and his expression did not look good.
“Why is that little devil here?”
Following the boss’s gaze, An Jiuyue noticed two n in luxurious robes strolling leisurely over from a distance.
Judging from his sloppy appearance, it was obvious that he was not a decent person. However, he was dressed well. He must be from a respectable family with so power and status.
It was impressive to scare so many people into silence.
“Boss, who are those two?” she asked.
“Shh!”
The boss was scared out of his wits when he heard her voice. He quickly gestured for her to keep quiet.
“Young lady, do you want to die? How dare you ask about them? Let tell you, the one on the right is Prince De, and the one on the left is Jian Xun, the young heir of the princess imperial. These two… Young lady, don’t be too curious. Be careful not to cause trouble with your words!”
He explained to An Jiuyue in a whisper.
Why are these two little tyrants out so early? Shouldn’t they be sleeping until late in the morning?
But they actually ca out and even ca to my little bun stall. What are they trying to do?
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