Mo Yi is good at giving directions; this alley is basically a street full of snacks.
Because they set off early, before roll call, the streets were bustling with people and incredibly lively.
Smoke swirled in the alley, and Qin Zhaoyue sniffed it:
Hmm... this is the essence of everyday life.
In her previous life, she wasn't a big glutton; she was just an ordinary little foodie.
They can eat delicious food, and they can also eat fast food from the cafeteria.
However, after that illness, I lost my sense of taste for quite some time, and everything tasted bland.
It got a little better later, but I still couldn't taste the sweetness.
The more I lost something, the more I wanted to try it again, and I drank Coke all the time during that period.
Many people may not know that after cola loses all its sweetness, its base flavor is somewhat like traditional Chinese medicine.
Later, Qin Zhaoyue became known as the gluttonous girl.
People prefer stronger flavors and are willing to seek out hidden gems in the streets and alleys.
Qin Zhaoyue took a step and sat down in a nearby restaurant, and everyone naturally followed suit.
"Boss, bring me wontons."
"Alright, how many bowls would you like, esteemed guest?"
"Bring eight bowls inside the shop, and give the young man driving outside three bowls."
"Alright! Eight bowls for two tables, and three bowls outside the hall!"
The servant sang loudly, so busy that his feet barely touched the ground.
This is a noodle shop, which basically sells noodle soup or soup dumplings.
However, Qin Zhaoyue had sharp eyes and immediately spotted a familiar snack: wontons.
As long as the ingredients are of high quality and the broth is decent, this stuff will taste pretty good.
"Sixth Sister, there are ten of us, why did we only order eight bowls?"
They sat at two separate tables. Xiao Jiu sat on the same bench as Qin Zhaoyue, with the two brothers to her left.
Xiao Jiu is alright, he's quite playful, but the other two brothers clearly dislike this kind of place.
He was very reserved after sitting down, and didn't even put his arms on the table.
“We each have one bowl, but you three children are sharing one bowl.”
"Oh, three people are sharing one bowl?"
"Nonsense, aren't you skipping breakfast? How can you even eat?"
Xiao Jiu tilted her head, her face full of suspicion, "Sixth Sister wouldn't be reluctant to spend money, would she?"
Qin Zhaoyue rolled her eyes. "Don't say that. Anyway, it's your own money, so what's there to be reluctant about?"
"you!"
Xiao Jiu glared at him coldly. Although he didn't know the exact price of the soup, he was sure it wasn't expensive.
They each contributed a thousand taels, and they still have to pay for this little bit of food themselves?
Unfortunately, Qin Zhaoyue ignored her slight anger.
Given the altitude, it's normal that you can't see it.
The scene fell silent for a moment, until Mo Yi saw the two young princes staring at the desk behind them and spoke up to explain.
These wontons have a nickname: Goldfish Bubble.
Because the dough was rolled very thin, it was wrapped with minced mutton leg meat that had been chopped until it became sticky.
As it simmers in the boiling broth, a hint of rouge shines through, just like the bubbles exhaled by a goldfish swishing its tail.
The lively atmosphere of the food street, coupled with the little stories behind the food, gradually eased the tension.
"Here you are, distinguished guest, please be careful, it's hot."
These are all freshly cooked, piping hot soups. If someone bumps into you and spills it, it would be a real hassle to burn your skin at this time of year.
Therefore, the servants would sing a loud announcement to remind everyone to be careful and not to move or get up suddenly.
He moved swiftly, and judging by the gesture, he first served four bowls to Qin Zhaoyue on her table.
Hearing the explanation that two empty bowls were needed, I understood.
"Our distinguished guest looks unfamiliar, but the soup base we use is made from black-boned chicken that has been simmered overnight."
After skimming off the surface oil, add the dried cliff honey orange peel and simmer until a clear, amber-colored liquid is produced—it's incredibly vibrant!
"Okay, thanks bro, we'll have a taste."
Qin Zhaoyue wasn't used to serving others, so Mo Yi took the initiative to divide a bowl for the three little ones.
Fifteen pieces, five for each person, and the soup was also divided evenly.
"It's fresh out of the pot and very hot. Please blow on it to cool it down before eating."
The soup was topped with chopped scallions and two drops of freshly pressed Polygonum oil.
As she stirred, the aroma of chicken soup filled the air, along with other ingredients, but Qin Zhaoyue only recognized the mint leaves.
I scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and put it in my mouth. The unique flavor of the mutton and the chicken soup didn't seem out of place at all.
These days there aren't that many additives, so the fact that mutton doesn't have a gamey smell is clearly due to some unique secret recipe.
With its generous filling, thin skin, and bright, flavorful broth, a hot bowl of this in the morning is truly comforting.
Seeing that everyone was eating happily, Xiao Jiu tentatively scooped up a spoonful, blew on it for a while, and put it in her mouth. She immediately raised her little eyebrows.
This change naturally caught everyone's attention.
Apart from her heartless older sister, the Mo Group keeps a close eye on the three noble individuals.
Actually, this is just food for ordinary people, but everyone here works in the palace and knows what's going on.
Having been accustomed to fine and delicate cuisine for so long, it's quite a novelty to occasionally enjoy street food from alleyways.
The two brothers were actually a little disgusted; could this crude thing possibly taste good?
The table was greasy, and this bowl had been used by countless people. Why could Sixth Sister eat so deliciously?
However, seeing that Xiao Jiu had already eaten, the two brothers exchanged a glance and finally frowned and tried it themselves.
It smells so good...
In no time at all, the three small bowls that had been divided were empty.
At this moment, Qin Zhaoyue poured half a spoonful of dogwood vinegar into the bowl, creating a different flavor.
Just as Xiao Jiu was about to shout that she could still eat, she suddenly heard a loud shout from outside:
"Sesame flatbread, fresh off the griddle..."
"Mo Yi."
One bowl of wontons was definitely not enough. Mo Yi knew his prince's appetite and rushed out quickly.
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