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Chapter 209 Father, Your Majesty, I Request You to Abdicate 24

Jiuli, who came out of Jianzhang Palace, got on the sedan chair and raised her hand to signal. Meiruo walked to Jiuli's side in small steps and lowered her head to listen.

"Leave the palace and head to Qianmen Street."

"Yes." Meiruo accepted the order and passed the message to the eunuch who was fast on foot.

The area under the Qianmen Street overpass is the hottest place at the foot of the imperial city. Not to mention the wontons by the bridge, which are extremely delicious.

The eight most famous restaurants in the imperial city are all located on this street. It is the place where rich young men and royal family members eat in their spare time.

The carriage he used was not a luxurious vermilion one, but a green carriage. Before reaching the front gate street, he got off the carriage far away and walked away with Mei Ruo and Meng An.

When passers-by saw the master and servant, they avoided them from a distance. How dare they not avoid them? The black and gold colors were only worn by the princes or emperors of the current dynasty. This man was very young, obviously a prince in the palace. And which of those emperors had a good temper?

"Sir, it smells so good." Meiruo took a deep breath. The air was filled with the aroma of delicious food. It was a unique flavor to taste it occasionally. Even if it was the food in the palace, one would get tired of it after a while.

It was sunset at this time, there was no curfew in Daqin, and the street in Qianmen was bustling with activity.

There are big red lanterns hanging high in front of the restaurants on both sides, and in the middle there are all kinds of fried snacks, making it very lively.

There are also lion and dragon dances in the streets.

Jiuli walked through the crowd waving a folding fan. When she heard Meiruo exclaim, "What a nice smell," she stopped and looked towards the source of the fragrance.

There was only mist rising up and the steamers were so tall that you couldn't even see the people clearly, but there were quite a lot of people buying.

"Meng An." Jiuli said in a low voice.

Meng An understood and went to queue up.

Jiuli and Meiruo continued walking forward. Not long after they walked, they stopped in front of a mutton stall and waved to the owner.

"How much are you selling here?" Meiruo asked as she got closer.

"In reply to your question, sir, a bowl of mutton soup costs five copper coins, and a large pancake costs two copper coins. Would you like to have a bowl to try?" The boss came running out, dressed simply but neatly and cleanly.

"Three bowls of mutton soup and three large pancakes." Jiuli made the order before Meiruo could answer.

"Hey, three bowls of mutton soup and three big pancakes!" The boss shouted in a loud voice, which was full of energy, long and loud, and clearly reached everyone's ears. It was obviously the result of training.

Meiruo took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, wiped the stool carefully, and stood aside. Jiuli sat down and motioned Meiruo to sit down.

The guests sitting around took the mutton soup, some wolfed it down, while others broke the pancake into pieces and enjoyed it slowly after it softened. Although their ways of eating were different, the expressions on their faces were all satisfied.

The mutton is cooked at home in advance. It can be taken out after boiling it three times in the pot, served with radish, and poured with homemade secret chili oil, and the steaming mutton soup is ready.

The pancakes are made with good ingredients, and only ten copper coins are enough to fill an adult man. There is a constant stream of customers coming here, and the restaurant is already fully occupied in just a quarter of an hour.

"Your mutton soup and flatbread." The man brought the food to the side and lowered his voice unconsciously.

He had to be careful when facing these rich kids. What happened to the family across the street yesterday was truly horrible!

Jiuli put the folding fan in her hand on her waist, and Meiruo handed her a pair of wiped chopsticks just right.

Meng An rushed out from the crowd, holding three large oil-paper bags in his left hand as if by magic, and taking a bite of a bun in his right hand, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This taste is really good, it's fragrant.

He decided to observe quietly. If this stall opens early, he will have his breakfast here. It is not only cheap, but also has large portions and tastes good.

"Sit down. There's no need to be polite when you're out." Jiuli raised her eyes and noticed Meng An coming over, with a smile in her tone.

"Young Master." Meng An still bowed his hands. In his opinion, although His Highness said that there was no need for courtesy, if he really didn't bow, it would be disrespectful to His Highness! He would be beaten!

"That shop sells steamed buns and steamed cakes. I bought some of each kind. The buns include those with egg and cabbage, and those with mutton and chili. The steamed cakes include salty and sweet ones." As he said that, Meng An put the oil paper bag in his hand on the table, and his butt only took up half of the stool.

At the same time, he took the mutton soup handed over by Meiruo, and smelling the aroma, he knew that the taste must be authentic. Suddenly, he remembered the taste of his hometown.

I followed the way people around me did, broke the pancake into pieces, dipped it in the soup, and tasted it carefully. Although the soup was not as good as that made by Shangshanju, it had its own flavor.

As time went by, more and more customers came and the boss became busier and busier, but he still kept his eyes on Jiuli's table from time to time, praying in his heart that nothing would happen.

He put two more spoonfuls of mutton in the mutton soup. Usually, this mutton can make four bowls of soup!

Meng An quickly finished the last bite and drank the mutton soup, then stood up to pay the copper coins. Your Highness never brings this stuff with him when he goes out! But this is a good opportunity to show off, so he must be worldly-wise.

"It's twenty-one coppers in total, just give twenty." The boss became more nervous as time went on.

"Here." Meng An counted out twenty-one copper coins quickly and put them into the copper jar.

The boss didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the three people left. He looked at his wife who was busy in front of the pot, and they both had the same idea: why not go and worship Buddha tomorrow?

As they walked onto the main road, there was a sudden noise ahead, and Jiuli gave Meng An a look.

Meng An understood what he meant and blended into the crowd quietly. Not long after, he returned to Jiuli and spoke in a low voice.

"They were a bunch of thugs. They didn't pay after the meal and ended up running into tough guys." When he said this, he frowned, as if the situation was a bit tricky.

"Huh?" Jiuli showed a look of surprise when she heard that. It was really rare to see such hooligans causing trouble.

She tilted her head and gave Meiruo a look. After all, Meng An's knowledge of officials' families was limited. She was not as familiar with the situations in each family's backyard as Meiruo.

Meiruo nodded and left quickly.

"Let's find a place to rest." Jiuli waved her folding fan.

"Yes." Meng An cheered himself up and secretly reminded himself that he must perform better.

As he led the way, he introduced: "There is a teahouse in front. The tea and snacks there are excellent."

The two of them went to the second floor and sat down. The first thing that came up was the complimentary rose tea. The rich aroma filled the air, but there was not the slightest pungent taste of floral tea. It was obviously carefully processed.

"In addition to the signature dim sum, bring out another serving of cardamom cake, red bean cake, mung bean cake, and eight-treasure cake." Jiuli casually ordered, "By the way, someone else will be coming over later, please help lead the way."

"Please wait a moment." Leave the room respectfully.

He turned and entered the dark room, picked up a pen and quickly wrote a few words on a piece of paper. Then he put the note on the table, and when he left, he turned back into that ordinary waiter.

It was clearly the same dress, but with different expressions in her eyes, she had two different effects. Seeing this scene, Meiruo did not attract anyone's attention and left silently. What did the second princess want to do?