Chapter 8: Unclean!
The next day, the innkeeper sat at the table, eating white and fluffy steamed buns filled with pork and cabbage.
Just then, Li Yanchu sat down. Without a hint of courtesy, he grabbed a bun and began to eat. Wei City’s specialty steamed buns were so large and soft that Li Yanchu had difficulty holding one in just one hand. As he took a bite, juices flowed plentifully, and the bun was flavorful and delicious.
“These buns are really good, they’re delicious,” Li Yanchu said.
“Naturally! After all, I made them myself,” the innkeeper declared proudly.
“Your cooking skills are truly extraordinary, unmatched in all of Wei City. No, in fact, you’re likely the best in the whole Beifeng Prefecture!” Li Yanchu praised generously.
Hearing this, the innkeeper laughed until her body shook.
“You do have good taste, I must admit,” she said appreciatively.
She secretly stole a glance at him, only to find Li Yanchu absorbed in eating his bun. What a captivating sight.
Noticing Li Yanchu’s gaze upon her, the innkeeper didn’t shy away. Unlike the distant, aloof air she maintained with her other customers, she instead leaned forward, resting herself directly on the table.
Li Yanchu nearly choked at the sight. This amused the innkeeper immensely, causing her to double over in laughter.
“Daoist Master Yanchu, your eyes sure aren’t honest,” the innkeeper teased playfully as she got up to leave. Her tone was as if she were teasing a naive young kid.