Those who could work in the Ministry of Revenue were all worldly-wise.

As the person in charge of money, one inevitably receives gifts and drinks, so naturally one sees many nice things.

Now, just smelling the aroma of this tea makes me feel refreshed and relaxed.

It is incomparable to ordinary tea.

Having already intimidated Zhao Minggeng, it seemed rather unreasonable to ask for his tea back now.

At the very least, there's no way to bring that face down.

Zhao Minggeng was seen drinking happily from his small cup, while everyone else looked down on him.

"Hmph, people shouldn't go to just any place, otherwise it will really affect their taste and they'll pick up bad habits."

"Lord Zhao, don't you agree?"

As the newly arrived Lord Zhao Minggeng, he remained silent, leisurely drinking Kung Fu tea and eating snacks.

Occasionally, they would take out some fresh fruit from the food box next to them.

The person who just spoke is Lord Xu Xiuri, who is of the same rank as Zhao Minggeng.

I felt very ashamed and indignant because I didn't get a response.

At this moment, Zhao Qingyan came in carrying two huge food boxes.

"Father, this is some food brought for you. Would you like to eat it here or outside?"

Zhao Qingyan asked.

Zhao Minggeng glanced at the two enormous food boxes.

"Girl, did you pack up the entire kitchen of Huicui Pavilion?"

Zhao Qingyan smiled and said,

"Father, look at what you're saying. It's not easy to take over the kitchen of Hui Cui Ge. If you had a kitchen here, it would be easy to arrange for a few chefs to come and cook lunch for you."

Zhao Minggeng nodded, "Yes, I know you are filial. I'll leave the cook at Huicui Pavilion so you can earn money."

What delicious treats did you bring for Dad today? It doesn't seem like it's time for the court to close yet.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Zhao Qingyan brought out the food layer by layer for Zhao Minggeng to see.

"Dad, I brought Eight Treasure Duck, roasted pigeon, roasted lamb chops, steamed pork with rice flour, sweet and sour fish, shrimp before the rain, chestnut chicken pieces, and garlic bok choy."

These are the eight dishes. You can have them for now. I'll have Huicui Pavilion send you more dishes tomorrow.

I'll try to make something different every day for a month.

Zhao Minggeng's face was beaming with joy.

"Hehe, my daughter understands me best. There's no need to prepare so many dishes. Just give Dad a whole roasted lamb or a roasted suckling pig for one meal. Dad loves to eat that."

"Also, bring Dad some watermelon juice, apple juice, or something. He can't drink alcohol while he's at the yamen, so maybe you could get him some fruit wine too."

Zhao Qingyan nodded; she could clearly hear the officials in the room swallowing.

It seemed that only then did Zhao Minggeng realize that he might be affecting everyone.

"Everyone, we've been working all morning. My daughter brought a lot of food. Would you like to come and try some?"

Also, please give my daughter some advice.

The aroma of tea was already incredibly tempting, but now, with the smell of food wafting through the air, their stomachs were truly protesting.

Getting up early to go to the official residence, I didn't have much of an appetite, because not all officials' cooks could prepare delicious meals.

Without sufficient technology and seasonings, even the most dedicated chef may not be able to produce delicious dishes.

The food at Huicui Pavilion is something that everyone in the house has occasionally eaten at, just to treat themselves.

Aside from the high price, it's flawless; the taste is still unforgettable.

Now that Zhao Minggeng has taken the initiative to invite them, and it's even food from Huicui Pavilion, their stomachs are in great need of being filled.

Xu Xiuri no longer felt embarrassed and was the first to stand up and respond.

Considering that the room was a bit crowded, we suggested that everyone eat outside.