Zhu Yu immediately understood Yan Daoxin's little tricks, which was completely within Lu Qing's expectations. He nodded calmly and said, "There are people who are tight-lipped and those who aren't.
For those who are tight-lipped, there's no need to say much; they will keep secrets, not letting anything slip.
Conversely, when you encounter someone who's not tight-lipped, the more you tell them not to spill the beans, the more they can't keep the secret."
Zhu Yu nodded knowingly, realizing that in the inns and restaurants, the assistants rarely have mouths like clam shells; rather, they are talkative characters.
Yan Daoxin probably noticed this and thus targeted such an assistant to set up the situation.
The next day, during their dull and bland breakfast, there suddenly appeared a small dish of pickled vegetables on the table.
