Zhou Li had wondered what his meeting with the Emperor would be like.
Would it be in the resplendent palace, or perhaps in the dimly lit military cabin, surrounded by powerful court officials or thousands of ready Imperial Guards?
But he never imagined meeting the Emperor in the back kitchen.
"Come, I just knew you hadn't eaten, come eat."
A copper pot was placed on the wooden table in the kitchen, steaming hot meat broth wafting an alluring aroma that opened one's appetite. Behind that copper pot, a broad and friendly-faced middle-aged man, wearing a bright yellow Dragon Robe, holding a bowl and chopsticks, cheerfully said to Zhou Li and Tang Wan:
"This is a top-quality copper pot for hotpot, I specifically had fresh lamb slaughtered for you. Do you want chive flower or fermented tofu?"
Zhou Li and Tang Wan obviously did not expect this scene, Zhou Li looked at the small-eyed, plump-bodied Emperor, and for a moment didn't know what to say. After a while, he sighed and said:
