“Whatever dishes the tavern has, bring one of each.” Grand Commander Luo spoke with bold magnanimity.

He was well aware of the prices at Sheng’er’s black-hearted shop, but after all, the money would go to his daughter, not benefit anyone else.

Even if he didn’t eat here, wouldn’t he still have to give his daughter spending money?

Soon, plates of dishes were brought up one after another.

“Braised beef, oil-drizzled young chicken, black garlic sauce duck tongue…” With each plate Hong Dou set down, her expression grew heavier.

Grand Commander Luo secretly shook his head.

This maid of Sheng’er’s wasn’t suited to be a server at all—she had no idea how to attend to customers.

He’d better find a few sharp ones later to help his daughter.

“Sheng’er, Sanlang, you two come sit as well.” Seeing the table filled with dishes, Grand Commander Luo called out.

Sheng Sanlang immediately plopped down.

After sitting, noticing Luo Sheng still hadn’t moved, he smiled awkwardly: “Cousin, sit down.”

His cousin was always so composed, making him seem overly eager.

He really wasn’t that impatient.

Luo Sheng sat down.

Sheng Sanlang very attentively poured Grand Commander Luo a cup of wine, raising his cup to toast him: “Uncle-in-law, your nephew toasts you. I’ve caused you quite a bit of trouble these past days.”

Grand Commander Luo drained it in one gulp. Looking at the handsome eldest nephew before him with great satisfaction, he said cheerfully: “You’re Sheng’er’s elder cousin. In my heart, you’re just like my own son. Don’t say such things again in the future.”

“Yes, yes, your nephew was wrong. Your nephew will punish himself with a cup.” Sheng Sanlang drained another cup of wine.

Shi Yan on the side violently twitched his mouth.

Sheng Sanlang was truly shameless—he’d already drunk two cups of wine.

One pot of wine only had three cups total!

“Sanlang, let your uncle-in-law find you a position later.” Grand Commander Luo pinched his empty wine cup, casually suggesting.

Though he spoke casually, he had actually pondered this carefully in his heart.

This boy Sanlang had traveled thousands of miles to escort Sheng’er to the capital and showed no sign of returning, continuing to work as a server at the tavern—what did that look like?

If he truly wasn’t going to leave, he still needed to find him a proper position.

Otherwise, when letters came from Jinsha asking what Sanlang was currently doing in the capital?

How could he reply to that letter?

Upon hearing this, however, Sheng Sanlang was bewildered.

Find a position? He was doing perfectly fine as a server—what position was needed?

Besides, he was still going to return.

As for when—naturally when he’d had enough of being a server.

“Uncle-in-law needn’t worry about me. Your nephew will return to Jinsha in a few days.”

“You’re going back—” Grand Commander Luo couldn’t hide his regret. “Your uncle-in-law thought you wanted to stay and develop in the capital. It’s rare that you and your cousin get along so well.”

Not easy indeed. He’d coldly observed that Sanlang didn’t mind his daughter’s wild behavior—perhaps he’d be willing to strengthen family ties through marriage.

Sheng Sanlang was stunned.

What did uncle-in-law mean by that?

Wei Han, who was reaching his chopsticks to pick up beef, paused, withdrew his chopsticks, and picked up his wine cup to take a sip.

What did Grand Commander Luo mean by this?

His indifferent gaze swept over.

The man was handsome, the young woman beautiful—they looked quite well-matched.

Wei Han unconsciously furrowed his brow.

Was the Grand Commander planning to betroth Miss Luo to her cousin?

Sheng Sanlang was straightforward, only knew eating, and didn’t match with Miss Luo who acted unpredictably and harbored secrets.

Though this had nothing to do with him.

Wei Han picked up the beef and put it in his mouth, his brows furrowing even tighter.

Today’s braised beef seemed to taste somewhat inferior to usual…

Meeting his uncle-in-law’s affectionate gaze, Sheng Sanlang shivered.

It couldn’t be what he was thinking, could it?

Hehehe, if he could eat his cousin’s cooking for a lifetime, he’d be willing!

After indulging himself for a moment, Sheng Sanlang regained his rationality.

No way!

His cousin still had two kept men.

If he married his cousin, what if she brought those two kept men as part of her dowry back to Jinsha?

Mother would definitely die of anger.

“Ahem, Grandmother always says my nature is easygoing, that I get along well with everyone.”

“Uh.” Grand Commander Luo caught some meaning, his desire to play matchmaker fading. He raised his chopsticks and picked up a piece of oil-drizzled young chicken.

The moment the golden-colored, crispy-outside-tender-inside chicken piece entered his mouth, Grand Commander Luo’s eyes widened.

Too delicious!

He had thought those people were merely exaggerating, but never imagined their praise was too restrained!

How could a young chicken be made to taste like this?

After swallowing the chicken, he hurriedly went to pick up braised beef. After eating the braised beef, he rushed to pick up sauce duck tongue.

Crispy, chewy, sweet and sour with a kick of spice… all sorts of flavors assaulted taste buds that had been dulled for so long. Grand Commander Luo’s chopsticks in hand were momentarily overwhelmed.

The dishes were gone?

Bring more!

Those were gone too? Of course, keep bringing them.

Only after eating until about eighty percent full did Grand Commander Luo spare a moment to ask Hong Dou, who stood to the side: “Why don’t I see those small dishes like on Prince Kaiyang’s table?”

He had remembered—when he first came in and sat down, he had inadvertently glanced at Prince Kaiyang’s table. Several small dishes, colorful and varied, were quite pleasing to the eye.

The braised beef and such were naturally delicious, but naturally he needed to try things he hadn’t eaten before.

Hong Dou said with a straight face: “Those are complimentary dishes. Not every table gets them.”

Grand Commander Luo raised an eyebrow.

What did that mean? Prince Kaiyang came and got complimentary dishes, but he, her own father, didn’t?

Grand Commander Luo first shot Wei Han a glare, then looked toward Luo Sheng.

His daughter must give him an explanation!

Luo Sheng calmly instructed Hong Dou: “Bring up several small dishes.”

After speaking, she swept a glance at the several Brocade Scale Guards who were eating with their heads down, saying indifferently: “Give that table a serving as well.”

The several Brocade Scale Guards, eating until their mouths were greasy, looked up in confusion.

What were they bringing them?

Heheh, bring anything—this was too damn delicious!

Grand Commander Luo frowned to stop this: “No need to give them any. Bring both servings to this table.”

He felt some regret.

Had he known the food at Sheng’er’s tavern was this good, capable of making one’s stomach perform beyond its normal capacity, he shouldn’t have brought these gluttons along.

The complimentary dishes were quickly brought up.

Grand Commander Luo ate a piece of crystal shrimp, earnestly advising Luo Sheng: “Sheng’er, the complimentary dishes taste so good—it’s a pity to only gift them and not sell them.”

How could she let those people take such advantage?

Luo Sheng smiled faintly: “Father, rest assured. Only a very few people can enjoy the complimentary dishes. They’re not something just anyone can eat.”

“That’s good.” Grand Commander Luo had just breathed a sigh of relief when he became vigilant again.

Wait, if only a very few people could eat them, why did Prince Kaiyang have them?

No, he must clarify Prince Kaiyang’s relationship with his daughter.

However, asking directly in the tavern wouldn’t be appropriate—there were so many people here.

Grand Commander Luo pondered for a moment, then turned his head with a smile: “Tomorrow happens to be a rest day. If Your Highness has time, why not come to my humble residence for a cup of tea?”

Wei Han had already finished eating. Wiping the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, he accepted Grand Commander Luo’s invitation: “I’ll be free tomorrow.”

After all, he was going to the Luo residence to see Da Bai anyway.

“Grand Commander, take your time eating. I’ve finished and will take my leave first.” Wei Han exchanged words with Grand Commander Luo, nodded slightly at Luo Sheng as a farewell, rose, and walked toward the entrance.

Grand Commander Luo knitted his brows tightly, always feeling something wasn’t quite right.

Watching Wei Han’s figure disappear at the tavern entrance, Grand Commander Luo suddenly understood, slowly turning his head to look at Luo Sheng.

Prince Kaiyang had complimentary dishes and was even eating for free?