Chapter 189 Fruity Stew
"It stands to reason that the apples of this season shouldn't be so red." Mu Luo pinched his chin, seeming to have achieved something.

Xia Rujie didn't take it seriously: "It's late autumn, and apples are naturally as red as they are, tsk, you said you don't covet our king, look where your eyes are staring!"

Mu Luo looked away in embarrassment, and said, "It's fine if you don't believe me, I deal with food a lot all day long, and the color of the apple doesn't look right at first glance. How can there be such a gorgeous apple, the color is very similar to... Heding red .”

"The crane's top is red, you..." Xia Rujie was stunned suddenly, and then turned his head to look at He Chaosheng's camp. Seeing that the maid had already entered with an apple, he quickly shouted: "Grass, Really! Your Majesty!! Don't eat it!!"

While shouting, he ran over.

Mu Luo stood there and shrugged. What happened to the guy who brought disaster to the country and the people has nothing to do with her~
Xia Rujie yelled and rushed in for a while, then came out with her head drooping and a plate of apples in her hand.

"General Xia? What's wrong? Am I wrong?" Mu Luo narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

Xia Rujie sighed: "I can't say it's wrong, there is indeed something on this apple."

Xia Rujie reached out to touch the skin of the apple, and then passed two finger pulps in front of Mu Luo, only to see that there were many bright red things stuck to her fingers.

But... there is a scent.

Xia Rujie wiped two fingers on Mu Luo's face, and said, "It's not some red crest, it's because the maid who presented the fruit plate put too much rouge on the fruit, that's why there is such a thing." Red, the king praised me for my observation, so he gave me this plate of fruit."

"Isn't this a good thing? Rouge is not poisonous, just eat it." Mu Luo took an apple and wiped it with his sleeve: "Ah, look at this round and big apple, it's really rare, if you bring it Cooking must be good."

Xia Rujie put the fruit plate aside, sat down by himself, and said, "You don't mean to put apples into carrot soup, do you? No matter how you think about it, it won't taste good."

"What do you think ~ Such a good apple should be paired with meat~" Mu Luo stuck with the apple and said, "The best thing is rabbit meat, stewed in a pot with the sweet and sour taste of the apple, the taste is wonderful .”

Xia Rujie sneered: "Hmph, do you always have rabbit meat? Besides, in such a large military camp, stewed meat is no better than soup, so how many rabbits do you need?"

then……

Before dawn the next day, Xia Rujie brought a few panting soldiers to Mu Luo, and dropped a dozen rabbits with a crackling noise.

Panting, Xia Rujie supported her waist: "Huhu——Hurry up the rabbit you want, before the king wakes up, we will eat it early when it is ready, if the king wakes up, there will be no time to cook. "

"Huh? Are you afraid that I'll poison you?" Mu Luo picked up the rabbit with a smirk, "There are so many rabbits, I'm afraid I'll have to eat one bite at a time."

"You... just do it!" Xia Rujie said, "I'll watch you do it, so I'm sorry you don't dare to play any tricks."

To be honest, poison would only ruin this delicious meal, and with Mu Luo's respect for food, it was absolutely impossible to poison the food.

Mu Luo stretched his waist, stood up and said, "I can do it, but... you also need to help, first drain the rabbit's blood, pull out the fur, and burn it with fire. Such a simple thing, you should be able to do it Ok."

Xia Rujie, a major general, naturally wouldn't do such things!

But there are not enough people to cook, so he can only be forced to pluck the rabbit fur.

The most important thing for this dish of fruity stew is to retain the aroma of the fruit to the greatest extent, so after cutting the apples, Mu Luo coated them with sugar as quickly as possible, and the sugar color should be slightly brown.

Clean all the meat, use fire to remove excess fur, put it in a pot with cold water, boil for a while to skim off the foam, pour cold water and let it stand for a while to remove it.

Stir-fry the seasoning in the pot, add the rabbit meat and add water, after rolling, put the sugar-coated apples in, the finishing touch is a little bit of wild honey, sweet and soft, after the thick juice is collected, it is Ready to plate.

Mu Luo served the first plate with a sense of ritual, and said, "How is it? The fruity aroma is rich and the meat is overflowing. Cooking should be so refined."

Xia Rujie couldn't help clapping her hands: "It's dawn, let's eat quickly."

Everyone snatched it up one after another, and the scent naturally drifted into the tent. If He Chaosheng was just curious yesterday, today he had to go out and have a look.

After packing up his clothes, he went out with steady steps, but when he saw Mu Luo serving his soldiers, he suddenly became a little restless...

He came to Mu Luo's face like a gust of wind.

Mu Luo didn't expect He Chaosheng to come over, he paused with his hand holding the rice, but then he tilted his head and smiled, and said, "Your Majesty...do you want to eat with the soldiers too? I...have two rabbits Head, how about I give it all to you?"

"You..." He Zhaosheng frowned, and said, "You are a princess, what do you look like when you hang out with so many soldiers?"

Xia Rujie's face froze, and she thought to herself: Listen to what this means, why it seems that these soldiers are not worthy of Her Royal Highness, maybe I am thinking too much.

"Those who can do it will work. I cook delicious food, so naturally I will do it." Mu Luo happily took out the rabbit head and handed it to He Chaosheng: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I've already eaten this pot. Not poisonous."

"You, come back to the tent with me." He Zhaosheng took Mu Luo's hand and returned to the tent with the pair of rabbit heads.

After entering the tent, He Zhaosheng did not eat, but began to ask: "Do you like Xia Rujie very much? Why do you have such a good relationship with everyone? You also cook for everyone... You did it before yes, right?"

Looking at the king who is usually cold, does he know how to talk so much?

Mu Luo raised the corners of his lips and showed a silly smile: "I just want to make delicious food. Your soldiers are all very nice..."

It's just that the king is not very good, he always seems to be angry.

"They're nice people, what about me?" He Zhaosheng patted the table: "Can't you call me when you're cooking?"

Mu Luo: "..."

Is the original point here?People from the Western Regions are really strange.

"That... you are the king, and you are the one who cooks for you, so you probably don't need me." Muluo lowered his head aggrievedly, and poked his fingers: "Besides, you come out to ask for it when you smell it." One serving, why are you putting on airs, you didn't say you want to eat..."

"What? It's still my fault?" He Zhaosheng looked at Mu Luo fiercely.

Mu Luo took a step back in fear, but still murmured softly: "It was your fault..."

(End of this chapter)

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