Trade

"Young man, these are the dishes that the posthouse just prepared. They are still hot too. There's spiced beef, braised potatoes, steamed buns, and carrot soup…"

Those two servants from the posthouse were very enthusiastic. One of them was holding the dishes while the other was holding a small wooden table that could perfectly fit through the corridor. Both of them managed to set down the dishes that they had carried onto the table as they talked to Yan Liqiang.

For those who had been running errands outside for a whole day, these warm dishes were able to greatly increase one's appetite after just getting a whiff of the aroma.

Yan Liqiang smiled as he looked at the dishes on the table before he glanced at Ye Tiancheng inside the house, "I have a dog here too. I will have to trouble you to get some dog food for me. Oh right, this person inside the house needs some food as well. Bring some food for him along the way!"