Meng Liang took his seat first.
The waiter could tell at a glance that the queue was decided by the customer who sat down in front of him, so the flattering smile on his face became more obvious.
"Sir, what kind of tea do you want? We have Biluochun, Longjing, Pu'er, Liubao, etc. What kind of tea do you want, sir?"
"Longjing," said Meng Liang, rubbing his temple with a slightly painful look on his face.
"Okay. A pot of Longjing tea! Sir, we also have food here, buns, wontons, steamed buns, meat porridge, take a look and see if you want anything."
"Give me a tray of meat buns and a bowl of meat porridge." He was also a little hungry. He had a splitting headache during lunch, so Meng Liang only ate a little.
"Okay! Sir, please wait a moment."
Afterwards, the rest of the officials also ordered tea and some food.
Soon, steaming tea and food were served.
The prisoners who were resting were surprised to smell the aroma of food. They thought the teahouse had no food and only sold tea.
Anyway, they had finished their food and the team did not pass through any town, so many prisoners wanted to get some more food in the tea stall.
Therefore, the prisoners who had money went to the tea stalls to buy some buns, steamed buns and the like.
Some prisoners couldn't help themselves and started eating the buns as soon as they bought them.
At this time, several ordinary people came into the tea stall carrying firewood.
"Waiter, give me a pot of Biluochun and a plate of steamed buns!"
"Okay, okay." The waiter replied with a smile.
The people found a table, sat down and started chatting.
"Have you heard? The emperor was assassinated last night!"
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