Cannon Fodder Raiders: Concubine Ai is capricious

Chapter 255

Xia Houjing handed Zhu Haitang a bunch of full-colored candied haws. They were so red in the icy and snowy world, and it made people feel good to look at them. Zhu Haitang likes to eat the sugar coating on the outside the most. It is sweet and has a little The sweet and sour aroma of pomegranate and the taste of caramel melted in the mouth, filling the mouth, Zhu Haitang squinted her eyes happily, "When I was young, my brother would often buy me candied haws, but later he became more and more busy. Now, there is less time to accompany me..."

When it came to the end, my mood suddenly became a little depressed. Even without this time travel, it was not easy to meet my brother on weekdays. He leaves early and returns late every day, but she also likes lazy beds. Often when she wakes up in the morning, her brother He had already left, and when he came back at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, he fell asleep again.

So at the beginning, Zhu Haitang actually disliked people like Xia Houjing who are busy with government affairs. They can't accompany her at all, which is understandable on weekdays. Haitang's various pretentious little emotions were magnified many times with a hula, and in this way, she often couldn't help but want to be awkward with the other party.But in fact, after a lot of things, she thought about it and felt that she was a little unreasonable.

Xia Houjing didn't know what she heard from her words, suddenly her mood was not as good as before, she nodded slightly, and asked again: "Do you like sugar painting?"

Zhu Haitang followed Xia Houjing's gaze to the roadside stalls——

The craftsman is skillful, holding something like a small spoon, digging out a spoonful of boiled brown sugar, and sketching it back and forth on the sugar paper made of glutinous rice, a lifelike rabbit, remembering the last time I saw the craftsman drawing sugar here When I painted it, it was not long after she wore it. I still remember that the craftsman was the second-hand author of Rapeseed Flower. Although the painting technique is bad, he still painted the phoenix as a pheasant, but... ··Is this old man really not rapeseed?
Zhu Haitang couldn't help but look down carefully.

However, Xia Houjing stared straight at it until his face turned dark. He stood beside Zhu Haitang, and his eyes kept falling on the little woman. He could see the flash of "nostalgia" in the little woman's eyes just now. Really.Nowadays, not only do they not know how to restrain themselves, but they also stick to others, even if they are an octogenarian.

Xia Houjing's eyes froze, and Zhu Haitang's back felt chills. Even though she was wrapped in three layers of heavy winter clothes, she could still clearly feel someone's gaze.

Zhu Haitang shivered, and after confirming that the person was not rape flower, she began to be attracted by the sugar painting. In fact, she had never seen a real sugar painting in the 22nd century. In an era rich in AI , Labor costs are so expensive, and most of the production output will be replaced by AI intelligence.Therefore, apart from the last time Canola Flower painted that the chicken is not like a chicken, and the phoenix is ​​not like a phoenix, this is the first time she has seen this kind of handicraft in the traditional sense.

For a while, Zhu Haitang, a pregnant woman with a puffy belly, and the children standing next to her with greedy eyes, have the same style of painting...

Xia Houjing looked at this woman who seemed to have not grown up speechless, and with a big wave of her hand, she almost covered the whole stall for him.

If Zhu Haitang hadn't stopped him, this sugar painting would be the only one in his hand now.

But Zhu Haitang was very satisfied, she stuck out her tongue and sucked it lightly, but found that the sugar painting seemed to be very similar to the sugar coating on the outer layer of the candied haws he ate just now...Tasted again, yes Not a single smell went away.

Zhu Haitang: "..."

It was beyond her expectation.

"What else do you want to eat?" Seeing that she seemed to lose interest after eating for a while, Xia Houjing asked again.

"Crayfish, spicy crayfish!!" Super super delicious.

Zhu Haitang couldn't help drooling while thinking about the red color of the crayfish. It's been a long time since I ate it. Xiahou Jing didn't seem to like eating this kind of crayfish and crabs very much, which led Zhu Haitang to follow suit.
Xia Houjing always felt that Zhu Haitang's taste seemed to have changed a little bit, although it wasn't much, but it was different from when she first entered the palace and liked to eat all kinds of pastries. The taste of various pastries was indeed different.

Perhaps people's tastes can really change.

Xia Houjing didn't doubt that he was there, so she turned around and took her to a private room of a high-end restaurant, but when ordering, the name of the signature dish in this restaurant directly attracted Zhu Haitang's attention—" "Heaven's favorite marinated chicken feet"? !

Hold the grass! !
My old lady has never been so brazen about eating chicken feet made by the chef in the palace. !

The name is not so exaggerated.

Zhu Haitang felt that the chicken feet made by the chef in the palace were the rare top-grade ones she had ever tasted, so she couldn't help but ask with some doubts: "You guys, chicken feet are really that delicious?!"

At first, the man was cowed by Xia Houjing's look, but he suddenly met his face, shook his head for a moment, and said: "This one has its own taste, and we can't guarantee that everyone will like it, but I can tell you Tell me the secret of our store's main item."

"What secret?"

The man said mysteriously: "Looking at how good-looking you are, you must have never been out of the house. Our chicken feet are a prescription from the palace."

Zhu Haitang: "?!"

What the hell?

The little fellow smiled and said to her: "You don't know. Recently, there is a beautiful concubine Tang in the palace. Our Majesty likes it very much. She holds it in the palm of my hand every day. You don't know. The appearance of the concubine is like nothing else in the sky, and she looks like..." He glanced at Zhu Haitang, clapped his hands and said: "You look like a fairy descending from the earth, that concubine Tang She looks half as good-looking as you, she just loves to eat this stewed chicken feet, our recipe came from the imperial dining room."

This day's favor originally refers to Zhu Haitang.

Yes, the emperor's favorite concubine, isn't that the heaven's favorite?

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard customers shouting from downstairs: "Here's a piece of Ertian's favorite stewed chicken feet, take it away."

Soon a waiter downstairs also responded.

Hearing that, the corners of Zhu Haitang's mouth twitched again.

At this moment, the young man naturally heard it, and then he smiled and asked Zhu Haitang, "How about you, my lady, come and have a taste, our shop is innocent, and it will definitely be like the favorite concubine in the palace." It tastes the same! It’s not certain, if you eat it a few more times, you will also be able to absorb the fairy spirit of this celestial lady, and you will become more and more beautiful..."

Zhu Haitang glanced at Xia Houjing and said with a smile, "That's a good relationship. I'll give it a try if you lend me your kind words."

(End of this chapter)