"Qianqian wants to know how it's made? Xu San, go call the chef over—"
"Need not!"
Sang Jueqian quickly refused, "I'm just curious, and I don't plan to learn how to do it. There's no need to call me over."
"Xu San, you don't have to go."
Xu San was almost at the door when he suddenly heard these words and was stunned.
When did his prince become so fickle? After drinking a few mouthfuls of porridge, Sang Jueqian tasted the buns again.
This bun is about the same size as a lychee, perfect for eating one in one bite.
When eating, you don’t have to worry about the soup flowing out when you bite it, nor do you have to worry about it looking unsightly when you bite it bite by bite.
As expected of a royal chef! As expected of someone who cooks for the prince!
It's all considered!
The filling of the buns is pork, and diced bamboo shoots are probably added in it. It tastes a bit sweet and very refreshing, and it won’t make you feel greasy at all.
With this skill, if he opened a breakfast shop, he would definitely have no trouble selling buns, as the demand would definitely exceed the supply.
Sang Jueqian thought so in his heart, and unknowingly finished the plate of buns.
After drinking the porridge with fried eggs, Sang Jueqian felt satisfied.
Sang Jueqian stood up, picked up the tray and went to wash the dishes.
Li Junyan saw this and quickly stopped her, "Qianqian, you don't have to brush it, just give it to me."
"It's easy to clean without any hassle."
If they went to a restaurant to eat, Sang Jueqian would wipe his mouth after eating and stand up.
But this is not the case after all. Li Junyan had saved some food for her. She would feel uncomfortable if she didn't wash the dishes after eating.
After handing the clean dishes to Li Junyan, Sang Jueqian prepared to go out.
"I'll make a few more trips today to bring all the stuff back."
"Thank you for your hard work, Qianqian."
"It's not hard! Okay, I'm going out."
She has an electric bike when she goes out and space to transport goods, so what's so hard about that?
The warehouse is located not far from the old town.
Sang Jueqian rode the tram and reached the rice warehouse in just over half an hour.
Until the space is filled up and the rice in the warehouse is not fully loaded, at least one more trip is required.
Sang Jueqian didn't have time to express his feelings and drove the tram back to the grocery store.
It was already ten o'clock in the morning. More shops were open in the ancient city, and there were more pedestrians on the streets.
Sang Jueqian parked the car and was about to get out to open the door of the grocery store when he heard Sang Zhenzhen's sarcastic voice.
"Sang Jueqian, you still remember to come back! Where did you go? You didn't even come back the whole night! Grandpa handed the grocery store to you, but you didn't run it well. Are you worthy of Grandpa?"
Sang Jueqian frowned and looked over, only to see Sun Zhenzhen, dressed as if she was going to walk the red carpet, with her arms folded over her chest and her chin held high, walking towards them step by step.
"What are you doing here?" Sang Jueqian asked with a frown.
"How would I know you didn't run the store properly if I didn't come?" Sang Zhenzhen said matter-of-factly, "Sang Jueqian, since you can't run the grocery store properly, just give it up. Don't just stand there and do nothing."
Listening to Sang Zhenzhen's words, Sang Jueqian sneered, "First of all, this is not a toilet. Secondly, this grocery store was given to me by my grandfather. It has nothing to do with you, Sang Zhenzhen."
Sang Zhenzhen's defense was instantly broken, "Sang Jueqian, don't think that just because Grandpa is partial to you, you can do whatever you want!"
"I do whatever I want, what can you do about it?"
"you--"
Sang Zhenzhen's face turned red with anger, and she stared at Sang Jueqian with her eyes wide open, as if she wanted to eat him up.
Sang Jueqian had long been immune to looks like that from Sang Zhenzhen.
From childhood to adulthood, every time Sang Zhenzhen couldn't win an argument with her, she would stare at her with her eyes wide open, just like she is now.
Sang Zhenzhen wasn't tired of staring, she was tired of looking.
"If you're alright, you can leave." Sang Jueqian ordered him to leave. "I have things to do, so I won't see you off."
Sang Jueqian said this and went to open the door of the grocery store.
"Sang Jueqian! I haven't even finished my words yet, why are you chasing me away? I'm going to fight you!"
Sang Zhenzhen shouted and rushed towards Sang Jueqian, as if she wanted to fight Sang Jueqian to the death.
Sang Jueqian turned around lightly and avoided Sang Zhenzhen who was rushing towards him.
Sang Zhenzhen was relentless, "Sang Jueqian, if you have the guts, don't hide! Just wait and see how I deal with you today!"
Sang Jueqian rolled his eyes and continued to dodge.
She is not a fool. Knowing that Sang Zhenzhen was going to hit her, why didn't she hide?
Now she can only hide, but once she learns martial arts from Li Junyan, she won’t have to hide anymore.
The two chased each other on the street, attracting the attention of surrounding shop owners and passers-by.
Uncle Zhong also walked out of the cultural and creative store. "You two are cousins, and you're all family. What can't you say to each other peacefully? Fighting outside is just making a fool of yourself."
Uncle Zhong considered himself a close friend of Sang Weimin, and also his elder, so he started lecturing as soon as he opened his mouth, hoping that the two would stop fighting for his sake and sit down to have a good talk.
Although Sang Jueqian didn't like Uncle Zhong, who was a know-it-all, he was still quite polite to him.
Sang Zhenzhen had no such idea at all.
Sang Zhenzhen glared at Uncle Zhong fiercely, "Who are you? Why would you care about our family affairs? Mind your own business!"
"you!"
Uncle Zhong never expected that Sang Zhenzhen would say this in front of so many people. He was shocked at first, and then angry.
"Sang Zhenzhen, I am your elder after all. How can you speak to me like that?"
"What kind of elder are you? Just because you're older than me makes you my elder? So, according to you, everyone on the street is my elder and I have to greet everyone I see?
Stop talking nonsense here, our family affairs don't require you to worry about them!"
“You you you…”
Uncle Zhong pointed at Sang Zhenzhen with a trembling finger, "You're so rude and uneducated. No wonder your grandfather prefers Xiao Sang and would rather give the grocery store to her than to you."
"What nonsense are you talking about, you old man? Do you think our family affairs need your meddle? You are so enthusiastic, do you also want our grocery store?"
"you--"
Uncle Zhong was about to curse a few more times, but then he noticed that everyone around him was looking at him with complicated and teasing eyes.
It was as if he was really plotting to take something from someone else.
Uncle Zhong shook his hands fiercely, "Nonsense!"
Seeing Uncle Zhong return to the cultural and creative store, Sang Zhenzhen looked at Sang Jueqian triumphantly, "No one will speak for you now, right?"
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