An old man in his 50s or 60s was walking with a young man in his 17s or 18s on Chang'an Avenue. A breeze blew by, causing the old man to shrink his neck. Then, he showed an intoxicated look on his face, sniffed and said, "What a nice smell! Chang'an is such a great place. The glutinous rice here is so sweet."

"It smells really good." The young man sighed, then looked around and said puzzledly: "There are no restaurants nearby, how can there be such a strong fragrance?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "It must be a takeaway. Just by the smell, I'm sure the person running this sticky rice business is from Yuzhou, and most likely a disciple of the chief steward, or even one of the Baizheng."

"No way?" The young man said in surprise, "Grandpa, what you said is too much. Think about who Bai Zheng is. How could he be selling glutinous rice in Chang'an? It's already amazing that he can be a disciple of our Yuzhou school."

"Hehe, whether it is true or not, we will know after we go and take a look. I just heard that it is inconvenient to enter and exit the Grand Steward's Mansion. This is our first time in Chang'an, and it is not easy to find your Grandpa Lu. After all, your Grandpa Lu's current status is very important. It should be much more convenient to find a first-generation disciple to help lead the way."

As the old man spoke, he began to sniff hard, then came to a staircase, looked at the delivery carts parked beside him, and looked up a few times, and the old man smiled.

"Well, it seems that my nose is still very useful. This is definitely the place. These carriages are probably used to deliver goods. Judging from the number of carriages, this business is quite large. Let's go up and take a look."

Not long after Zhang Xin left, Xiao Yuehua came running down, "Uncle Gou Yao, Nephew Yulong, why are you in Chang'an?"

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Gou Yao looked happy when he saw Xiao Yuehua, but Gou Yulong looked bitter, especially when he heard Xiao Yuehua's name, his face turned bitter.

Zhang Xin raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes and looked at the old man again, then clasped his fists and said, "I am Zhang Xin, a student from the eighth academy of the college. I am sorry for not asking your name."

Gou Yulong suddenly lost his appetite, pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "I didn't expect that I could be full just by smelling the food. My aunt's glutinous rice is really special."

We went all the way to the third floor, where Xiao Yuehua and her friends steamed brown sugar glutinous rice. When we went upstairs, Xiao Yuehua explained, "House prices in Chang'an are very expensive, and shop space is even more expensive, so we had no choice but to move our workshop upstairs.

Gou Yao nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, the old man must try the secret method of the butler."

Just as the old man was about to take the young man up the stairs, Zhang Xin came down with a middle-aged man carrying a load. Zhang Xin looked at the two of them in confusion and couldn't help asking, "What do you want?"

There are ten large iron pots on a row of stoves, and a tall steamer is placed on each of them. It is the time to take out the glutinous rice. The fragrance in the room is so strong that it is a bit greasy.

Gou Yao spoke politely, but he didn't mean to ask for help at all. Plus, he claimed to be from Yuzhou, which made it difficult for Zhang Xin to think of a reason to refuse.

Gou Yulong looked at Zhang Xin's back as she left, smacked his lips, and said, "Grandpa is so famous, why hasn't this little girl heard of him?"

Of course, this resentment was not directed at Wang Zheng and Xiao Yuehua, but more at his grandfather Gou Yao.

The old man scratched his sparse beard, straightened his broad chest and said, "I am Gou Yao, and this is my grandson Gou Yulong. We have come to Chang'an from Yuzhou to visit a friend. Because the place where my old friend lives is too high-ranking, I would like to ask the host here to lead the way."

Gou Yao nodded, sighed and said, "Houses and shops in Yuzhou City are also ridiculously expensive. This is because the steward built so many houses in various farms. Otherwise, the prices would be unimaginable."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Gou Yulong's tone. One reason was that it was indeed the fact, and the other was that he felt resentful. Every time he heard Xiao Yuehua call him nephew, Gou Yulong became filled with resentment.

Zhang Xin hesitated for a moment, then bowed to Gou Yao and said, "Old gentleman and this senior, please wait a moment. Let me inform the owner of this place. Uncle Chen, please send the things to the carriage first."

The old man looked at Zhang Xin, nodded and smiled, "The little girl is not bad. Judging from her appearance, although she had some setbacks in the past, she lives a life of luxury. She will have a bright future in the future. It's incredible, incredible."

Although it’s not that convenient, hiring two more people to move things is more cost-effective than renting a store. After all, we do takeout, so it doesn’t matter whether we have a store or not.”

Gou Yao nodded and smiled, "I am indeed here to look for the chief steward and Old Man Lu. I was worried that it would be hard to get into the chief steward's house, so I wanted to see if there were any people from our Yuzhou faction here who could show me the way. I didn't expect that this place is actually your business, Yuehua. Now it's easy."

Zhang Xin gave an order to the middle-aged man carrying the load, then immediately turned around and went upstairs. He wanted to ask Xiao Yuehua if she knew Gou Yao. After all, the old man looked very extraordinary. What if he was the senior from the Yuzhou school? He couldn't afford to offend him.

Xiao Yuehua saw Zhang Xin and the others looking around the corner of the stairs, so she pulled Gou Yao upstairs and said, "Since they are not in a hurry, you have finally come to Chang'an, so stay for a while longer and take your time if anything happens.

Come on, let's go upstairs and sit for a while. It's lunch time now. I'll treat you to some brown sugar glutinous rice. This is a secret recipe my father made. It's delicious. We delivered 10,000 kilograms of goods this morning, and we've already replenished several thousand kilograms of goods before noon."

Xiao Yuehua gave each of the two people a punch, then took Gou Yao's arm and asked, "Are you here to see Lü Bo and my father?"

When Gou Yao met Wang Zheng because of Lu Dongbin, Wang Zheng was already famous all over the world. Gou Yao felt that his status was not enough, so he treated Wang Zheng as an equal. In this way, Gou Yulong was naturally a generation younger than Xiao Yuehua.

After entering the room, Xiao Yuehua first said to Zhang Xin and other friends: "This is my uncle Gou Yao, he is a good friend of my father and Uncle Lu Dongbin, this is his grandson, named Gou Yulong."

Zhang Xin, who had no reaction to the name Gou Yao just now, was a little surprised when he heard Xiao Yuehua introduce him as Lu Dongbin's good friend.

"Gou Yao, Gou Yao Lu Dongbin, don't you know the good heart?"

Wang Min was stunned and asked, "The dog bit a person?"