Chapter 51: An Elderly Person Over One Hundred and Twenty Years Old—"A bowl of white porridge, and three more sesame cakes."
At dawn, Chu Mu sat at a table the stall vendor had set to one side. He put down his saber and casually called out to the stall vendor.
"Coming right up, sir. Please wait a moment."
The stall vendor answered at once. He busied himself for a while, ignoring even the other customers waiting nearby, before immediately bringing over the food Chu Mu had ordered.
"Sir, let me be the first to congratulate you on your promotion."
The stall vendor was old, but he still bent at the waist, grinning obsequiously as he fawned over Chu Mu.
Chu Mu raised an eyebrow and looked curiously at the stall vendor before him. His hair had already turned white, and his face was covered in wrinkles. He looked to be at least fifty or sixty years old.
Has news of my promotion spread that widely? The old stall vendor hurriedly explained, "I've got a nephew who only recently filled a vacancy. And besides, sir, you often eat breakfast here..."
Chu Mu nodded and said no more. The old stall vendor did not dare say anything further either. Grinning broadly, he returned to his stall and continued hawking his wares.
"Mu Ge'er, I knew I'd find you here."
Chu Mu had just taken a sip of porridge when Xu Yuan's voice reached his ears. A moment later, Xu Yuan dropped into the seat beside him and stuffed a sesame cake into his mouth.
"Three more sesame cakes and a bowl of white porridge."
Only then did Chu Mu turn to call out to the stall vendor. He looked at Xu Yuan, who was wolfing down his food, and could not help