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Chapter 1706: Chapter 1705 Prince Qingye’s Good Idea

Bei Yun publicly admitted that his medical skills couldn’t compare to the medicinal dishes prepared by Qiao Xiaomai. Since he had already said as much, Prince Qingye naturally couldn’t argue further.

To be honest, when marching and waging war, no one really carries large quantities of gold and silver. The King of Longshi Country had specifically prepared ahead of time, knowing that only silver could buy Qiao Xiaomai’s cooking, but Prince Qingye and Prince Xiang hadn’t anticipated this.

They had no choice but to send people back to fetch their gold bowls, gold chopsticks, and other daily-use items to serve as meal payment.

Qiao Xiaomai didn’t refuse anyone. As long as it was gold or silver, regardless of its form, she was happy to accept.

She prepared a large banquet table, though without much care or effort. It was all simple home-cooked dishes, with the only high-end item being Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. In this inland region, abalone and sea cucumber were rare dried goods, while everything else was common ingredients.

Especially the iron ball fruit—people used to only drink the water inside, discarding the coconut meat. But now, Qiao Xiaomai would use the coconut meat to make soups and desserts, or she would directly use the shell as a clay pot. This was truly novel.

Although Qiao Xiaomai had been feeling quite down, she was still cautious. Before the feast began, she had Bei Yun personally inspect each dish on the table to confirm they were free of poison before allowing everyone to eat.

Given her past grudges with Prince Qingye, it was entirely possible that he might poison the food and then frame her. Yao Xian had done this before, though back then Yang Wenxiao had been there to protect her. Now, she had to fend for herself.

Her actions made Prince Qingye’s expression turn sour. She was being far too defensive against him.

But once he tasted the food, his displeasure was hard to maintain. Damn it, this was too delicious!

The reports from Daqi that had spread about her skills always seemed exaggerated to him, and he’d only half-believed them. But now, seeing this level of craftsmanship, those reports were clearly understated.

Ordinary people wouldn’t have the chance to taste Qiao Xiaomai’s cooking. The most widely available products of her craft were the Floral Dew Medicinal Wine, which had a long shelf life, could be transported, and retained its flavor without change.

But even these items were in such high demand in Daqi that they couldn’t meet local demand, let alone find their way into the hands of outsiders.

One of the families connected to them had managed to snag some Floral Dew Medicinal Wine, but they hadn’t been willing to part with it. As a result, he had never truly had the chance to sample Qiao Xiaomai’s craft—until now. And now that he was eating it, the flavor was utterly exquisite!

“Divine Doctor Bei, I offer you a toast.” Unable to contain himself, he raised a cup toward Bei Yun, secretly congratulating himself on how astutely they had captured Qiao Xiaomai—it was a brilliant move!

Bei Yun chuckled as he picked up his bowl of chicken soup to clink cups with him since Bei Yun couldn’t drink alcohol.

Draining the wine in his cup, Prince Qingye said, “Divine Doctor Bei, I suddenly have an idea.”

“What idea?”

“Don’t the people of Daqi highly value Qiao Xiaomai’s culinary skills? What if we took the dishes Qiao Xiaomai makes and sold them back to Daqi? Do you think there’d be buyers?”

Bei Yun: “…”

That was a thought he genuinely hadn’t considered before.

“The people of Daqi are poor, but they’re obsessed with Qiao Xiaomai’s craft. Who’s to say they wouldn’t buy it? Even if Yang Wenxiao forbade it, he might secretly buy it himself.” The image of Daqi people, especially Yang Wenxiao, looking livid with anger was so satisfying that Prince Qingye couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

Qiao Xiaomai was originally from Daqi, and now they were forcing her to make money off her own country. Even if the two nations were at war, Daqi people would have no choice but to grudgingly buy it—it was too satisfying.

In the past, the people of Daqi always prided themselves as the noble Heavenly Empire, looking down on his three small nations as barbarians. Now, those lofty elites would have to humble themselves and sweet-talk this group of “barbarians.”