Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Li Chengqian and Lu Ru'an struggled all night, but Li Chengqian was fine. Lu Ru'an was choked by Zhao Zhe, stayed up late, ran away, and was suppressed by Li Chengqian.

Lu Ruan was getting sleepier and sleepier as she lay on the table. Li Chengqian kept poking at Lu Ruan: "Don't sleep, hey, don't sleep! I'll go to the military hospital in half an hour."

Zhao Zhe was called by Zhao Nanqing to make breakfast and was not here.

Lu Ruan's head moved slowly, yawned loudly, wiped his eyes and stretched, Li Chengqian directly dragged Lu Ruan up from the chair.

"Hold on, don't sleep!"

Lu Ruan suddenly smelled a fragrance: "It smells so good."

Zhao Zhe and Zhao Nanqing came to the main hall of Baoli Trading Company with three trays in their hands. Zhao Zhe held a tray in each hand without any effort, while Zhao Nanqing's hands were held by the trays, as if they would fall down at any moment.

Lu Ruan swept away her sleepiness, walked quickly to Zhao Nanqing, and took the tray from her hand: "What did you do? It smells so good?"

Zhao Nanqing flexed her muscles: "I've made everything you like to eat. I don't know what flavor His Highness the Crown Prince likes, so I made some of it."

Li Chengqian picked up a small bun and took a bite, the juice flowing directly down his hand.

"Pork and green onions? This is too fragrant!"

Lu Ruan picked up the chopsticks and picked out a piece of bean cake. It was crystal clear and very pleasant.

Zhao Nanqing sat next to Lu Ru'an, while Zhao Zhe still maintained his posture, standing behind Li Chengqian.

Li Chengqian looked back: "Sit down to eat, what are you doing standing up? I've wanted to ask you for a long time, who are you guarding against in Baoli Trading Company?"

Zhao Zhe scratched his head and sat next to Li Chengqian: "Why don't you get used to it in advance?"

Li Chengqian was a little surprised when he ate a snack filled with red bean paste. It was crispy on the outside and dense on the inside.

"This bean paste is delicious. Why is it so dense? It's much more delicious than the imperial pastries I ate alone in the palace."

Zhao Nanqing was a little embarrassed to be praised: "It's just some home-made skills, not something good. The fourth brother made the bean paste, and only the fourth brother can make such good bean paste."

Zhao Zhe is not worried that his secret recipe will be learned by Li Chengqian. After all, it is unlikely that a prince will open a dim sum shop, right?

"Other people make bean paste by boiling the beans first, then boiling the beans until they are all sanded, then adding sugar and boiling the water, and finally beating them into bean paste."

"I'm different. I beat the raw beans into sand first and boil them directly in sugar water. After boiling, I add half a pot of cooked beans, wrap them in gauze, press and beat them."

As he spoke, Zhao Zhe picked up a bean paste cake and gently opened it: "In this way, the bean paste will have a compound texture of dense and semi-broken beans, making it more interesting to eat."

Li Chengqian couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Yes, you can open a dim sum shop in Chang'an."

Zhao Zhe just smiled and didn't say anything.

Zhao Zhe held a bun and recalled that when he was six years old, his father often taught him and his two brothers that brothers, friends, and brothers should be respectful, well-educated, and sensible.

It seemed that their mother had never cared about their education, but after being taught a lesson by their father, she always provided the three brothers with a hug where they could hide.

Thinking back carefully, they were just six bandits, so thin that they were all out of shape. If it were me now, I would probably kill thirty or fifty of them in a row.

Dessert shop? That's fine, but it doesn't protect your family. For the sake of his only sister, the ancestral inheritance is in his own hands, and he is happy to do so.

Soon, both Li Chengqian and Lu Ru'an were full, but Zhao Nanqing didn't eat much. Li Chengqian seemed to have grabbed the little tail.

"You also said you could eat two drawers of steamed buns, haha, you obviously ate two bean paste cakes!"

Zhao Nanqing blushed, and Zhao Zhe said: "My sister came here after eating in the kitchen. She just ate a little with us. How much did you eat today? Three drawers, right?"

Zhao Nanqing nodded, and then denied: "There are more than half of three drawers, and two bowls of soup cakes. Later, the chef said that the pasta that he had eaten in the past two days was not cooked."

Li Chengqian looked at the table of leftovers and felt a toothache: "Oh, it's a waste. It's a pity..."

Zhao Zhe brought several trays of food from Li Chengqian: "Are the young masters of the Lu family and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince full? Then I'll start eating."

Neither Lu Ruan nor Zhao Nanqing seemed to think there was any problem, only Li Chengqian said: "Huh?"

In Li Chengqian's memory, Zhao Zhe seemed to have eaten more than he had just now. What does that mean? this?

Zhao Zhe was obviously eating much faster than before. After a meal, even the garlic slices cut for seasoning were wiped out on the table.

Zhao Zhe took a wet handkerchief and wiped his hands: "Let's go, I will escort you two to the military hospital later, and I will just find something to eat outside."

Li Chengqian looked at Zhao Zhe and then at Lu Ru'an: "He, he hasn't had enough?"

Before Lu Ru'an could speak, Zhao Zhe said first: "When we encountered bandits fleeing, my sister and I were hungry for more than four days. Since then, my sister and I have had a pretty good appetite."

The three of them were preparing to go to the military hospital, while Zhao Nanqing was cleaning up the things on the table: "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

Lu Ru'an didn't know whether it was because she was too sleepy or something, but her mind was probably not very clear, so she said smoothly to Zhao Nanqing, "I want to sleep at noon."

Li Chengqian nudged Zhao Zhe with his elbow: "You haven't even married yet, but you are talking lightly. Tsk, tsk, tsk, you, as my brother, don't care?"

Zhao Zhe didn't react at all: "The three of us grew up together, what's wrong with sleeping? When we were young, it was hot, so the three of us would sneak to the pavilion in the mansion to sleep together."

Li Chengqian shook his head: "How to get there, carriage?"

Lu Ruan nodded: "If His Highness the Crown Prince likes bullock carts, that's fine too."

As soon as Li Chengqian walked out of the door of Baoli Trading Company, a car stopped in front of Li Chengqian.

The driver rolled down the window: "The prince is going back to Ganzhou City?"

Li Chengqian opened the car door and sat in without saying a word before saying: "Take us to the military hospital. Ruan, you know the way. You can sit in front and give directions."

They all got in the car and the car started moving slowly. Li Chengqian was curious as to why the driver was still in Liangzhou City: "Didn't you go back to Ganzhou City?"

The driver was also confused: "His Highness didn't let me go back either. I was waiting for His Highness and I didn't see His Highness come out of Baoli Trading Store."

Lu Ruan spoke: "Turn left ahead. Didn't you go out last night?"

The driver was a little embarrassed: "I was sleepy last night and fell asleep early in the car. I probably didn't see him."