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"The student just now is right. As the son and grandson of the dragon, our hall should be tolerant. Although he pointed at the nose of the hall and was unwilling to give up his seat, the starting point is always good, and the hall will not be harsh on him. .”

"..." It seems very reasonable... This is what everyone thought at this time.

The shopkeeper bowed his waist and led people to that position, and soon a clerk brought a bigger and better-looking table, and even the chairs were more than one grade higher.

There are five floors in this Immortal Mansion, and those who eat on the first floor are generally not rich and powerful, so no one dares to stand up and talk to Teng Yu.

Teng Yu ordered a table of special dishes. Knowing that Yin Xu likes pastries, he ordered all the pastries on the menu. I believe there will always be one that Yin Xu will like.

Yin Xu looked at the remaining tables of guests with great interest, using his penetrating eyes to distinguish the reason why these people were not scared away.

It was obviously not the first time for Teng Yu to come here. The shopkeeper seemed to know his preferences very well, and quickly led people to serve tea and dishes in person, while those who came earlier than them continued to wait anxiously.

The shopkeeper smiled obsequiously and cautiously, and turned his gaze to Yin Xu. The news of the restaurant was always the best, so he had heard that there was a young man beside the Third Highness, who was also his savior, and the two had a very close relationship.

"This must be Huo Qiye. I have admired him for a long time. This is the first time I have come here today. Our store will give you a free supreme platter. They are all the most innovative snacks. I hope you like them."

Yin Xu took a second look at him, and found that this man was quite discerning. Seeing Teng Yu ordered a table of dim sum, he deduced that he likes this one, which is not bad.

"Then go ahead, if it doesn't taste good, I'll smash your signboard!"

"..." The shopkeeper and the surrounding diners were all speechless. As expected, birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. Those who can get together with the third prince are indeed playboys!

"Yes, it is guaranteed to satisfy Huo Qiye, then you can use it slowly, and the small ones will not delay your meal with His Highness."

Teng Yu waved his hand impatiently, and then personally picked up a steamed dumpling for Yin Xu, "Try it, this Xianmanlou pastry chef is from the palace, and his skill is pretty good."

Yin Xu was really hungry at the moment, so he took Teng Yu's hand and bit it down, and then chewed peacefully amid a gasp, "Well, it's not bad, it's fresh but not greasy, the skin is thin and the stuffing is fragrant."

"Eat more if you like it." Teng Yu was unexpectedly gentle, with deep affection in his eyes, it was not difficult to see how much he loved this boy.

The two are handsome, even cuddling together is very beautiful, but as long as they think that they are two men, everyone will feel a little more shameless.

Judging by the appearance of that young man who is only thirteen or fourteen years old, how many beasts does this third prince have to deal with?

Yin Xu ate very slowly, looking like he was tasting delicious food, but actually he was analyzing the ingredients of these foods one by one. If it was not beneficial to the body, he would never touch it again.

He took a sip of the delicious and thick fish soup, leaned into Teng Yu's ear and said, "Did you see that table on the left against the wall? The three of them kept their heads down and ate in silence, and only looked up when we came in. "

"Well, what then?" Teng Yu glanced at the three of them out of the corner of his eye.

"Those three people should be the so-called Jianghu people, with long and steady breathing, deep internal strength, and seem not to be trifled with."

"Indeed, people in Jianghu don't like to associate with powerful people. If they see His Highness, they will probably just ignore it."

"There is also the most crowded table in the back, and there is a beautiful woman disguised as a man hidden in it, who has been spying on you since you entered the door."

"How do you know it's not looking at you?"

"Because she slammed her chopsticks when she saw you serving me food." Yin Xu smiled maliciously, "You're a pretty girl, why don't you take it?"

Teng Yu stuffed a piece of steamed green tea cake into his mouth, "Didn't you say you want to guard yourself like a jade?"

"Oh, anyway, you can't keep it for a few years. Life is short, and there's nothing wrong with enjoying yourself in time."

Teng Yu looked at him gravely, thinking how many years he would be able to stay. It stands to reason that he is already 16 years old, and most men at this age have already married wives and had children, and it is already the limit to be able to procrastinate.

But... Even if he really wants to marry a wife, at worst, he just throws her in the backyard and ignores him. Anyway, he doesn't mind raising another idler.

After eating, the shopkeeper bowed his head and bent over to send the great god out, and the stone hanging in his heart finally fell down.

Outside the restaurant, a table was placed on the side of the road, and five scholars were sitting at the table shivering against the cold wind, frowning at the already cold food on this table.

A circle of guards guarded the edge of the table. As long as anyone dared to stand up, the heavy sword would fall on his shoulder and push him back.

These guards were all hulking and stern, and their ferocious appearance made people frightened when they looked at them.

Reason with them, they will only repeat one sentence: "Your Highness said, you must finish this table of food, otherwise no one will leave!"

Pedestrians coming and going on the street couldn't help but stop and watch this scene, pointing and pointing, making some of the most respectable scholars want to bury their heads in soup bowls.

They have already regretted it at this time, if they knew this was the ending, they would definitely stop Song Qinghe and prevent him from provoking that one.

It's a pity that it's useless to regret. You can only face a table full of cold meals and cold dishes and complain endlessly.

And the most important thing is the cold, the cold wind is blowing in this street, drinking a sip of cold soup, it feels like even the intestines are frozen, and each of them rubs their hands together and curls up into a ball.

"How do I eat this?" A scholar knocked on the frozen chicken soup, and there was a layer of yellow chicken fat floating on it, which made it hard to swallow.

Song Qinghe was swallowing the white rice, when he heard the words, he said coquettishly with tears in his eyes, "It's really deceiving! ... It's the late students who are sorry for you brothers."

"Hey, don't say that, my brother, besides, we also think so in our hearts, but we are not as courageous as brother Qinghe, daring to say it in person."

"Hmph! This is the truth. Who doesn't know that the third prince..." Before he could finish speaking, the scholars on the left and the right covered his mouth.

"Who doesn't know what this hall is about?" Teng Yu asked quietly standing behind them.

"..." The faces of the five scholars suddenly turned pale, and they secretly said: It's over!

"Why is there so much food left after eating for half a day? Could it be that Xianmanlou's food is not delicious?"

Everyone lowered their heads, thinking: It's so cold, it's no wonder it tastes good.

"You guys are all well-educated people. You should know the truth that every grain of rice is hard work. There are snowstorms in winter and floods in summer. Every year, many people starve to death. Hey, you are the pillars of the country in the future. You should set an example. "

After saying these touching words, Teng Yu took Yin Xu and left in a hurry, leaving five scholars wanting to cry to a table of food.

It was the good-hearted shopkeeper of Xianmanlou who asked people to move their tables back to the lobby and reheat the food, and this matter came to an end.

"I can't tell, but your way of punishing people is quite good." Yin Xu said with a smile.

"With this hall's new favorite by your side, you can't just fight and kill if you don't agree with each other. What if you are surprised?"

Yin Xu blinked, "Don't you know, my young master likes to watch fights and kills the most, how could he be surprised?"

Teng Yu choked, rolled his eyes and said, "It's the first time I take you out, I have to make a good impression." He is not a real tyrant, how could he kill someone because of a little conflict?

Yin Xu shrugged, and said in an unwavering tone: "Then I can thank you!"

Coming out of Xianmanlou, a few steps away is the busiest East Street in Kyoto. Teng Yu dismissed the guards and only brought Han Qing by his side.

Now, they finally don't have to enjoy the special treatment of the common people anymore. Every time Yin Xu came to a stall, he would stop and watch with a look of novelty.

"What is this?" Yin Xu asked.

"I don't know." Teng Yu replied.

"My lords, this sesame oil is made from the finest peony flowers. I bought it for my mother, my sisters, my wives and concubines." The stall owner replied.

"Why do you use it?" Yin Xu asked.

"It can be used for both hair care and skin care. After using it, it smells good on your body. It is absolutely attractive."

The corner of Yin Xu's mouth twitched and he threw the thing away.

"What is this?" Yin Xu asked.

"I don't know." Teng Yu replied.

"You two young masters are really handsome. The dough people you make after your appearance must be very good-looking. Would you like to buy one?" the stall owner replied.

"Why do you use it?" Yin Xu asked.

"Hey... it's fun... right?"

Yin Xu turned a face figure in the shape of a land lord in his hand, but he didn't see what was interesting, so he threw it away.

"What is this?" Yin Xu asked.

"I don't know." Teng Yu replied.

"This is... it's a rattle." The stall owner was overwhelmed by the strong Yin energy in Teng Yu's body, and his enthusiasm was not too high.

"Why do you use it?" Yin Xu asked.

The stall owner took one and shook it in his hand, and the little toy made a tinkling sound.

"And then?" Yin Xu opened his beautiful eyes and waited for the next sentence.

"... gone." What else could a rattle have?The stall owner was very upset.

Yin Xu is speechless about the creativity of mortals. Why are some people willing to spend money on these things that are neither fancy nor useful?

Especially when a little boy was staring longingly at the rattle in his hand, Yin Xu handed it over in a mysterious way, and said coldly: "Here."

The little boy took a step back in fright, but he was not willing to leave.

Yin Xu frowned, feeling that his behavior was a bit weird, so he threw the rattle into the child's arms, and pulled Teng Yu away.