He looked at the menu at a loss. "Which ones are delicious? You can choose for me."
"Do you prefer sweet, sour, or spicy flavors?"
"I'm not picky. Just give me the best-sellers from your shop. Let me try a few."
"Alright."
Yubao stood beside the Emperor. The Emperor gestured for him to sit, "We're outside. Sit."
"Isn't that inappropriate?"
"I said sit. As the Emperor, I'll treat you to a meal. Look at the sign outside this shop – Eat what you order, and don't waste. Food is the result of the commoners's hard work. Not bad for someone from the Yuan family, running a business and still thinking about the people."
"Mr. Yuan is a good official. I heard he sent people to buy grain for disaster relief in the South. The money came from his wife. With his limited salary, it's even tough to support a family."
"Many officials in the court are like this. I don't allow them to engage in business."
