Charles Brooks saw that he liked it, so he happily said, “Your Majesty, this chicken was made by that street vendor who taught people after we beat the Liao envoy the other day...”

　　George Washington was eating chicken and casually said, “I know, I don’t want to know anything else, so don’t say it. Otherwise, the ministers in court will complain about me again tomorrow.”

　　Charles Brooks said indignantly, “Your Majesty, they themselves live in nice places and eat good food, yet they keep a close eye on you. It’s not fair.”

　　George Washington picked up a chicken wing and smiled, “Great Song, Great Song—if I were to quarrel with them, what would be left of the Great Song? So what if I suffer a little? Besides, I can still eat lamb every day, I’m already living like an immortal.”

Chapter 0012: The Commotion Caused by the Appearance of the Divine Artifact

　　Ethan Sullivan was very troubled.

　　Grace was playing with Huahua in the courtyard. Alice’s maid wanted to come over and get close, but Huahua bared its teeth and drove her away.

　　“So petty!”

　　The maid left angrily, but didn’t go inside, just leaned by the door.

　　Grace was digging in the dirt under the tree, saying she wanted to see what was underground.

　　Ethan Sullivan sat on a low stool, resting his chin in his hand, looking worried.

　　He never thought that just one dish could make the night market so lively.

　　This is a country where everyone loves good food!

　　Can I still set up my stall tonight?

　　The ‘patent fee’ of three strings of cash a month isn’t enough!

　　“Brother! Brother! Bugs!”

　　“Coming, coming!”

　　Ethan Sullivan put aside his worries and joined Grace in making a mess under the tree.

　　The weather was gradually warming up, but Ethan Sullivan still made hotpot for lunch.

　　The maid was a bit disappointed she didn’t get to see stir-fry, but soon she cheered up.

　　“Madam, your husband is here!”

　　A travel-worn man entered from outside. Ethan Sullivan continued eating his hotpot.

　　Alice ran out happily. The couple held hands and looked at each other, but unfortunately there were no tears, which left Ethan Sullivan a bit disappointed.

　　Grace didn’t like eating vegetables and had no idea how expensive the baby bok choy in the pot was. When she saw Ethan Sullivan looking over, she quietly picked up some bok choy and put it in her bowl.

　　Ethan Sullivan happened to turn around and, seeing this, just grunted.

　　Grace pouted and put her chopsticks back.

　　“Why are you living in this place? Look at all the people here, and eating outside like this... What? Boiled vegetables? Alice, this place isn’t good.”

　　“Husband, other places are farther from the imperial city. Otherwise, we’d have to leave the inner city, and that would be inconvenient for you.”

　　“Then forget it. Just try not to associate with those people, lest...”

　　Ethan Sullivan frowned slightly, thinking this place really wasn’t great—no privacy.

　　Seeing Ethan Sullivan displeased, the man pulled the woman inside.

　　“...This time I’m not leaving after coming back. We’re not short on money. I’ll find a broker to ask around, and we’ll buy a house.”

　　“Buy a house? Husband, that takes a lot of money.”

　　“We... aren’t short...”

　　A rich guy?

　　Ethan Sullivan felt a bit petty—like, whenever he heard someone was buying a house in the city, he felt like he was missing out on an opportunity.

　　So that afternoon, he continued carrying his wares to the night market.

　　No one bothered him at the night market, which made Ethan Sullivan feel much more at ease.

　　But those gazes were a bit intense, like bachelors spotting a beauty.

　　“Brother, they look so fierce.”

　　Grace hugged Ethan Sullivan’s leg, feeling those looks were unfriendly.

　　“They’re not fierce!”

　　Ethan Sullivan was very troubled, feeling his days as a street vendor might be coming to an end.

　　The potstickers sold out as usual. As Ethan Sullivan was packing up, the man who sold steamed chicken hurried over.

　　With a thud, the man actually knelt down.

　　Ethan Sullivan was startled and was about to dodge when the man looked up and said, “I’ve been married with children for years, always loafing around, wasting my family’s money and food. I always thought I’d spend my life doing hard labor at the docks, but who knew I’d get help from my benefactor. Now I can finally hold my head high...”

　　Does this mean I’ve saved a failed husband and father?

　　A sense of accomplishment, like successfully teaching and nurturing someone, made Ethan Sullivan feel a bit elated.

　　With a clang, the man put a bag of things on the counter and said, “You’re selfless, benefactor, but I can’t be shameless. From now on, I’ll bring you money every month.”

　　He didn’t say how much, but from his look, it was clear he wanted to split the profits with Ethan Sullivan.

　　Ethan Sullivan felt a bit conflicted, and finally said dryly, “That’s too much.”

　　The man was stunned, probably never having met someone who thought money was too much.

　　Ethan Sullivan held up one finger and said, “If you don’t take it, you’ll feel uneasy...”

　　“Yes, yes! I just feel uneasy, so I wanted to give you money, benefactor.”

　　Ethan Sullivan said calmly, “Ten percent is enough, just as a token.”

　　He felt those burning gazes weren’t a bad thing.

　　I really am a genius!

　　Ethan Sullivan was overjoyed inside, feeling he’d found a never-ending source of income.

　　The people around started to get restless.

　　“I’m willing to give twenty percent...”

　　“I’ll give thirty percent...”

　　Ethan Sullivan said ‘in alarm’, “Absolutely not! Absolutely not!”

　　The night market was in an uproar!

　　Although Ethan Sullivan was a good cook in his previous life, there were at least a hundred food stalls at the Zhouqiao night market.

　　I can’t do it all!

　　“Stir-fry!”

　　The night market went wild.