Feng Family Restaurant.
Since Wang Zhenyi was treating, Chen Wu naturally had to seize the chance to eat something good!
The prize money was extremely generous anyway, and it had been paid out when the Great Shun Empress Dowager celebrated her birthday. Rounded off, it counted as the Great Shun imperial family treating them.
This Feng Family Restaurant was the finest restaurant in the Great Shun capital.
It was said that the owner's ancestor had once been a Vice Minister of Works. After the family declined, he brought out their inherited recipes and opened a restaurant, only for it to explode in popularity.
"Eat slower!" Seeing Wang Zhenyi sweep the table clean like a whirlwind, Chen Wu could not help reminding her.
Wang Zhenyi raised a finger and wagged it, her chopsticks never pausing. "Don't think you can trick me into eating less! I'm paying, so naturally I have to eat my money's worth!"
The shrimp and sea cucumbers that had just arrived were gone in an instant before Chen Wu had even taken two bites.
"Taking good intentions for donkey liver and lungs—would I steal your food?" Chen Wu laughed. "You've already made a name for yourself as the Jinling Lady Historian, yet you still eat like you're starving. Be careful someone catches you."
"Who's going to catch me?" Wang Zhenyi picked up another piece of firewood-bundle duck and put it into her mouth.
"Huh? Could you be... the Jinling Lady Historian, Wang Deqing?" A voice suddenly came from beside them.
Chen Wu turned toward the sound. It was a customer at the neighboring table, apparently having overheard his words.
"Ah, no, no! You heard wrong!" Wang Zhenyi hurriedly waved her hands and quickly put on a proper, dignified pose.
"You really are Wang Deqing! Ah, I've gone to