Before long, Chen Jiu entered the carriage with a food box. "Princely Heir, the Miss was also at the shop. However, all the food for today is sold out. There are a few buns left that were meant for the Madam, but the Miss said you should have them first to tide you over."
With that, he opened the food box, took out the buns inside, and placed them on the low table.
A rich aroma wafted into his nostrils, and Lu Zhan's gaze shifted from the scroll to the low table.
Chen Jiu smelled it too and secretly swallowed. He handed over a pair of chopsticks and said, "I hear these three-ding buns are a famous snack from Yangzhou. They're very delicious—even the Madam enjoys them. Princely Heir, please try one."
Lu Zhan set down the scroll, took the chopsticks, and picked up a bun. "You have one too."
"Thank you, Princely Heir." Chen Jiu was delighted, and he also took one and began to eat.
