The scent of cotton-like, fragrant crispiness wafted over, and Li Hao could smell it from far away, this was made by Uncle Liu himself.
Don't be fooled by Uncle Liu's status as a small vendor; his deep-fried fragrant crispies were incomparable. His ability to set up a stall on the busiest street outside the Divine General Mansion for many years was a clear testament to his skill.
As the aroma lingered on the edge of the square, Li Hao arrived with Li Yuanzhao, they saw that the number of young men and women here had noticeably decreased, all hurrying towards the entrance stairs to Tan Palace Academy, but there were still quite a few figures lingering in front of each stall, their attire and decorations clearly from other provinces.
It was a rare trip to Qingzhou, so it might as well include sampling the local cuisine.
Li Hao saw a long queue in front of Uncle Liu's stall, mostly comprised of women, as well as some house servants in line to purchase for their masters.