After taking a sip of the steaming mutton soup, Lao Lu closed his eyes in satisfaction.

The milky white soup is garnished with chopped green onions and a few leaves of cilantro. The Huarun soup is fresh but not greasy, with just the right amount of red oil.

The mutton, which has been stewed for a whole morning, is crispy, soft and glutinous, melts in your mouth, is full of spices and has no smell of mutton at all!

Served with crispy vegetable pot stickers, it is the ultimate soup!

"Is Luoyang Cross Street fun? What's your feeling?" Old Lu asked Little Lu while drinking soup.

"Luoyang? Two words—it smells so good!"

"Is this the glutton's answer?"

"It smells really good! The whole street is filled with delicious snacks, it's impossible not to smell them! If you want to lose weight, don't come to Luoyang, you will definitely fail!"

"Hahahaha! Don't make my little body fat!"

"Tsk! Don't you know yourself? Can I get fat?"

"Maybe not before, but now that you look so greedy, maybe not!"

"Don't worry!" Xiao Lu finished brewing the tea and took a sip. "By the way, when the time comes, I'll go see if I can help the boss find the recipe."

"Oh? You made friends so quickly?"

"Hehe! Isn't it true that everyone loves me?" Xiao Lu put on a narcissistic face.

"Don't you have a bracelet too? Go find it yourself!"

"How's your investigation going?" Xiao Lu changed the subject.

"Do you think Li Congke really has no way out and wants to end his life in this way? And take his wife with him?" Old Lu sighed as he thought of what he had just seen.

"That depends on what kind of person Li Congke is. He is the adopted son of a general. He watched his adoptive father kill the king and become emperor. I guess it's deeply rooted in his mind, right?" Xiao Lu said.

"Come to think of it, his adoptive father really loves him and has saved him from danger several times. All his bravery and fighting prowess in the past were done to bring honor to his adoptive father."

"Well! With his adoptive father gone, he lost his guiding light and backbone. That's why he listened to the slander of the villain and destroyed the foundation passed down by his adoptive father."

"Choosing cremation means you don't want a proper reincarnation and you can't face your father, right? As for Empress Liu, it's also related to her own childhood experiences."

Li Congke, whose own mother was raped by her adoptive father and changed her surname and remarried, had heard so much about it that he knew that it was something most people despised.

During the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, it was actually not as feudal as the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties that followed, but if a woman remarried, her ex-husband would always be unhappy.

Empress Liu herself was unwilling to remarry. In ancient times, if a woman lost her home and her husband, what would happen to her? Just think about it and you will know what the fate would be.

"Did you see where he hid the seal?" Xiao Lu asked again.

"Let's burn them together!" Old Lu raised an eyebrow.

"Burned? How badly is it burned?"

"I didn't see that. I don't really want to rip someone dead. They're a perfect couple."

"What's the meaning?"

"These two are hugging each other! If we don't use any equipment, we'll have to pry them apart to see. Let me study it and we'll discuss it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow before we take action."

"Then I'll see if I can find the boss's recipe in the next two days?"

"When and where was the recipe lost?"

"They don't know that either, but the boss said that their ancestors said it belonged to the palace of the Later Tang Dynasty and someone was selling it cheaply at a junk stall."

"Things from the palace?" Old Lu thought for a moment. "If anyone were caught buying or selling royal items privately, they would be beheaded. If this isn't something from the black market, it must be something that belonged to the deposed emperor."

"I thought so too," Xiao Lu added. "When the boss's ancestors got the recipe, it was near the end of the Northern Song Dynasty. It was a different dynasty, and it was so long ago, so I guess no one asked whether it was from the palace."

There is one thing they didn't say, which is where did the second-hand goods seller get these palace items?

By that time, the Luoyang Imperial Palace had been well-repaired for over a hundred years. It's impossible that they took it from the palace. Who would have the guts to do that? Even if they had the guts to steal it, they wouldn't have the guts to sell it, right?

Therefore, these things already existed among the people. And the Later Tang Dynasty had only one deposed emperor, Li Congke.

The only things in the palace that were not under anyone's control were Li Congke's things, but most of the valuables had been collected by Shi Jingtang after the fire.

The only things Shi Jingtang did not dare to touch were probably the remains of Li Congke and Empress Liu.

The dead are the greatest, and only when they are buried in peace can their souls be restored. Although Li Congke's body was burned beyond recognition and could not be considered a complete body, Shi Jingtang had just established his country and did not want to frown, right?

The people below also had an inexplicable awe for the dead souls and the body of the king.

So I heard that in the end, the bodies of Li Congke and Empress Liu were buried by a few close servants after they had hidden for a few days and waited for Shi Jingtang's men to leave.

I guess the remaining things in Li Congke’s bedroom were taken out by these servants?

"So, all we have to do is find the recipe and bring it back, right?" Xiao Lu said.

"Of course not! What if this recipe is the same one the boss's ancestors found? Wouldn't that be like changing history? Would you still be able to enjoy your mutton soup today?"

Imagining opening the door and seeing everything change, and not knowing what it would be like, Xiao Lu shuddered: "Why does it feel so scary?"

"So, if we want to avoid changing history and causing the current uncontrollable situation, we must consider everything carefully. The safest options are nothing more than two scenarios."

"Which two?" Xiao Luxu learned something new.

"The first type is the end of the world or a quasi-apocalypse. If these things will disappear in the long river of history, then they can be moved.

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