"Your family's pickled beef tastes the best, ten more servings."
"Yes, waiter, serve ten more servings."
"I'm in a good mood today, serve each person present a portion."
Xuan Chang picked up a large piece of meat and swallowed it whole, his gaze subtly sweeping over the young man in black at the front table.
"Alright, alright, the kitchen will prepare it right away."
"..."
The tavern immediately became lively.
"Thank you, Lord Xuan."
It seems not only the tavern's shopkeeper and waiter knew Xuan Chang, but most of the diners recognized him as well.
Xuan Chang raised his cup and drank deeply, again glancing at the young man in black at the front.
Then, he tore off a piece of meat, grabbed another jug of full wine, and walked over to the front table.
"The table at the back is uncomfortable to sit at, this table is nice, by the window, spacious." Xuan Chang said as he sat across from the young man in black.
