“Ruan Zhan and Han Jun were just running errands there to help.” After walking out of the Dali Temple prison, Liu Yuan said, “This mountain man Zhou Dagui may be related to the two people who were having an affair, but it seems to have nothing to do with these two people! Then why did these two people die?”

Lin Fei did not speak, but suddenly raised his head and looked at the open space not far ahead.

Wen Mingtang, Ji Caimai, A Bing, and Tangyuan were gathered around the “oven” where they made roast duck, chatting over tea.

From the “oven”, a sweet aroma of sweet potatoes was pouring out.

Sweet potatoes were not delicate and valuable items, they were found everywhere. You could eat it by boiling it in water or steaming it in a steamer or something.

Liu Yuan also heard that some villagers in the mountains would also light a fire to roast sweet potatoes and eat them. He heard that the roasted sweet potatoes tasted very delicious.

Liu Yuan had never eaten it before. When he suddenly smelled the smell, he almost subconsciously reacted: “Roasted sweet potatoes?”

Several people who were chatting turned their heads and looked towards them. Wen Mingtang nodded and said, “Yes. Roasted sweet potatoes.” After saying that, she stood up and looked into the oven. After looking for a moment, she said, “It should be ready.”

Ji Caimai saw several people on the side and couldn’t help stroking his beard: It was better to come early than to come by chance. They had been waiting here for half a day, and now that these few people have arrived, it’s much better.

Originally he only wanted to feed a few people, and if there were any leftovers, he would take them home. Now that people were here, they had to give it.

Those who saw it had their share, and oil paper was prepared nearby. Wen Mingtang picked out the sweet potatoes from the “oven”, wrapped them in oil paper bags, and handed them to everyone one by one.

Liu Yuan took it and shouted “hot” while blowing it eagerly, and then bitting it.

Wei Fu, who was very particular about health preservation, also took one over. Looking at the girl who was busy in front of the oven, he paused and couldn’t help but say: “As the old saying goes! There is no shortage of food around the cook.”

Was this an old saying? Liu Yuan rolled his eyes at him and said, “How come I haven’t heard of it?”

Wei Fu was honest and said with a smile, “It’s freshly made!”

Regardless of whether it was freshly made or not, it was burnt hard on the outside but soft on the inside. Roasted sweet potatoes were something none of them had ever eaten before.

“On ordinary days, we eat too delicately. It’s really rare to see such things.” Liu Yuan held a roasted sweet potato, and tore open a gap with his mouth, revealing the golden and soft interior. The steamy heat rose from the sweet potato, and as the outer skin was torn open, the sweet fragrance of the roasted sweet potato spread into the air.

Because it had just come out of the “oven”, not only was it hot to hold in his hands, but it was also very hot to bite into. However, roasted sweet potatoes probably have some “evil” properties. No, not only roasted sweet potatoes had evil properties, but all the food made by Master Wen was also very “evil”. Even if they were hot in the mouth, they still made people open their mouths and bite them.

While gasping for air as it was hot and “hissing”, he couldn’t bear to spit out the sweet potato fillings that burned his tongue. The fillings were sweet and soft in texture with a slightly waxy texture. With a slight sip, it melted in his mouth like mud.

Not everyone was as impatient as Liu Yuan. Lin Fei took the roasted sweet potato but did not eat it. Instead, he held the roasted sweet potato and watched everyone eating the roasted sweet potato while burning their mouths.

When everyone had almost eaten, he said to Liu Yuan, who had a circle of yellow indentations from roasted sweet potatoes on his mouth and had not had time to wipe them off: “Bring Zhou Dagui to Dali Temple tomorrow.”

Liu Yuan nodded and Lin Fei then left with the roasted sweet potato that he had never eaten.

“Lin Shaoqing, this…” Ah Bing, who was still licking his mouth after eating, couldn’t help but say, “It’s a waste if you don’t eat, why not give it to me!”

“How did you know that Lin Shaoqing doesn’t eat?” Tangyuan, with the last bit of roasted sweet potato in her hand, spoke before finishing, “Maybe seeing you eating with your face full of sweet potato residue, he thinks eating roasted sweet potato isn’t very elegant, so he ran back to secretly eat it!”

With these words, even Liu Yuan, who was wiping his mouth, couldn’t help but nod, “Perhaps it’s really like this! We’ve been waiting for Lin Shaoqing at Dali Temple for so long, and we’ve never seen him eat inelegantly, unlike us!”

On normal days, although Shangfeng seldom spoke, he never showed any signs of embarrassment in front of others.

“Oh, really?” While calmly peeling the sweet potato skin on the side, Wen Mingtang pondered for a moment and said, “But I always feel that the way he looked at the roasted sweet potato didn’t seem like he was greedy for it, but rather like he was thinking about something. Perhaps he intends to bring it back home for his family to eat!”

Well… everyone doesn’t know.

After all, once the gate of Jingyun Hou Mansion was closed, no one could see the people and things inside.

…

Although she couldn’t see it, Wen Mingtang really guessed it right this time!

After leaving Dali Temple, Lin Fei did not return to Jingyun Hou’s Mansion but went directly to the Duke of Jingguo’s Mansion opposite.

Although Lin Fei’s biological father, Marquis Jingyun, said that he had another mansion after becoming a marquis, he probably wanted to be closer to his family. When he was choosing a mansion, he directly chose the vacant plot opposite to build a mansion.

Therefore, it was only a few steps for Lin Fei to find Duke Jing.

After knocking on the door, the concierge quickly ushered the person in after seeing clearly who was coming. Then he pointed in the direction of the main hall and said, “Second Young Master, the Duke is in the main courtyard!”

Lin Fei nodded and said, “Take me there to meet Grandfather.”

When Jianguo Duke was seen, he was sitting alone under a tree in the main courtyard, with a teapot beside him. However, the teacup in front of him was filled with tea, but the tea in the cup that had been poured had not been touched for a long time, and it even had gathered dust.

Duke Jingguo didn’t care about this, but sat there, seemingly lost in thought over the tea.

“Grandpa!” Lin Fei walked into the courtyard and called.

This sound woke up Duke Jing who was in a trance. He came back to his senses and looked at Lin Fei who walked in. A soft color flashed across his solemn face: “Ah Fei is here!”

Lin Fei said, “Yes.” After making a sound, he walked to Duke Jing and sat down.

The sweet aroma of roasted sweet potatoes poured into Duke Jing’s nose. Duke Jing raised his eyebrows, looked at Lin Fei who was sitting opposite, and said, “Take it out!”

Lin Fei pursed his lips, and a rare smile bloomed on his face. He took out the roasted sweet potato wrapped in oil paper from his sleeve pocket and pushed it in front of Duke Jingguo.

Duke Jingguo looked at the roasted sweet potato in front of him, picked it up, and asked Lin Fei: “Is there a vendor selling this on the street?”

Without waiting for Lin Fei to respond, she continued to inquire further, “Where did they set up the stall? How many days will they be there? Or perhaps someone with foresight has opened a roasted sweet potato shop?”

Lin Fei looked at Duke Jingguo who was holding a roasted sweet potato asking questions enthusiastically and shook his head, saying: “Neither.”

Hearing this, Duke Jingguo couldn’t help but sigh in disappointment. After taking a bite, he tore open the skin of the roasted sweet potato and sighed: “Well, I’m the only one who cares about the taste! Where did this roasted sweet potato come from?”

Lin Fei looked at Duke Jingguo and paused for a moment before speaking. He said: “The cook of our Dali Temple public kitchen cooked it herself.”

Duke Jingguo’s expression suddenly changed.

(End of chapter)

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