Help! The innocent prince always tries to seduce me clumsily

Si Jingli sat upright, his red dress stunning under the candlelight, his face slightly flushed.

"Forgive me for being blunt, but I'm tired of all these dishes. After all, it's His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince who's treating us, so I'll have a little bit of everything. That's quite considerate of me."

Chu Shifan didn't know what Si Jingli was thinking, so he said, "You're tired of it, but you still insist on eating it. Wouldn't it be better to change your taste and eat something else?"

Si Jingli said: "This prince has never eaten anything more delicious than these things. Although I am tired of eating them, at least they are neither good nor bad, so I can eat them."

Chu Shifan lay on the table and said to himself, "I'm so envious of His Royal Highness... It's great to be able to eat such delicious meals every day."

Si Jingli looked at him with disdain and said, "You make it sound as if the Princess's Mansion has treated you unfairly. You bring so much lunch every day, but you eat it all up. With such a big appetite, I'm afraid the Princess can't afford to support you."

Chu Shitong picked up a piece of green vegetables with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, agreeing: "Your Highness is right. If your aunt knew about this, you will probably have to eat rabbit rice every day in the future."

"That won't do!" Chu Shifan immediately slammed the table and said, "Who can stand eating that stuff every day?"

Chu Shifan drank quite a bit of wine, and he didn't care how difficult Si Jingli's reputation was to approach. He just kept talking as if he had opened a chatterbox.

"Prince Si, you don't know that although my mother is of noble status, she is a Buddhist and never eats meat. If I hadn't been clamoring for meat at home, I'm afraid all the money in the family would have been taken out by my mother for charity, and I would have to eat the rabbit rice that Xiao Qi eats every day."

Si Jingli seemed to have drunk some wine, and for the first time ever, he started chatting with Chu Shifan.

Chu Shitong took the opportunity to secretly tell Bishui, "Go ask the kitchen to send some desserts over."

Bishui immediately followed Chu Shitong's instructions.

After a while, several dim sum were brought up by the waiter.

Si Jingli glanced at the exquisite dim sum on the plate and said, "The dim sum at Xibaolou is notoriously unpalatable, but His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince really doesn't dislike it at all."

Chu Shifan was still a little unconvinced, "How is that possible? His Royal Highness is used to eating good food. This snack looks so exquisite, how could it not be delicious?"

"If you don't believe it, try it yourself."

Chu Shifan picked up a piece of peach blossom-shaped pastry. The crust was crispy, the peach petals were lifelike, and the aroma of milk mixed with the fragrance of peach blossoms hit his face. Chu Shifan would never believe that this pastry could be bad.

"Your Highness, what if this cake is not unpalatable?"

Si Jingli felt that Chu Shifan had something else in mind, so he asked, "What do you want to do?"

Chu Shifan chuckled, pushed the plate of cakes to Si Jingli, and said, "I'd like to make a bet with your Highness. If the cakes are delicious, your Highness will treat me to another meal tomorrow. How about that? We can eat the cakes together. We can discuss it fairly and impartially."

Si Jingli was simply amused by Chu Shifan's greedy look.

I thought Chu Shifan was going to make some conditions, but it's just a meal.

"Okay, but what if it doesn't taste good?"

Chu Shifan thought about it, but couldn't come up with any ideas.

"Your Highness, please tell me."

Si Jingli said bluntly: "If it doesn't taste good, you can eat up all the remaining bad cakes."

Chu Shifan agreed immediately, "Okay!"

After all, eating was not a punishment for Chu Shifan, and he didn't believe that the pastry would taste bad.

"I haven't finished speaking yet."

Si Jingli suddenly looked at the waiter who had not yet left. Seeing that he seemed to want to watch the fun, he said in a cold voice, "If this cake is not tasty, the chef who made it must be pulled out and beaten with thirty sticks by the young master's people."

The waiter was so scared that he immediately lowered his head.

Although Chu Shifan felt a little dizzy, he was still stunned when he heard this and looked at Si Jingli in confusion.

"Why?"

Si Jingli picked up a piece of peach cake from the plate, half of his thick eyelashes drooped slightly, and said, "Because this prince ate the unpalatable cake he made."

Chu Shifan curled his lips, it was obvious that he didn't understand this statement.

"But... the pastry is not delicious, but I won't be beaten... and this is our bet, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the cook."

Si Jingli immediately put down the peach blossom cake in his hand and said, "Why would this prince eat such a disgusting cake?"

Chu Shifan foolishly explained to him, "Your Highness, please believe me, this cake looks delicious."

"I don't want to bet with you if you don't agree to me." Si Jingli said.

It seems a bit unreasonable.

Chu Shifan thought for a moment and said, "Why not call him over to give him a few words? After all, for such a big restaurant, this plate of cakes is probably quite expensive. If it looks good but doesn't taste good, let alone the bet, I will give him a lecture just for the money of the cakes. Moreover, His Royal Highness has to add one more thing. If it tastes good, His Royal Highness will give a reward to the cook. Is this okay?"

Si Jingli said indifferently: "Okay, I'll give you a reward."

The bet between the two was made inexplicably.

Before eating the cakes, Chu Shifan specifically asked Chu Shitong, "Xiao Qi, the bet between me and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, which side do you want to bet on?"

Chu Shitong just watched the whole process quietly, but she never interrupted.

Now Chu Shifan suddenly asked, Chu Shitong naturally couldn't tell the truth, so he just smiled and said: "I have never been to Xibaolou before, how do I know whether the cakes here are delicious or not."

"Guess."

Chu Shifan said: "Look at this pastry, it's so exquisite and fragrant that it makes people drool. How can it not be delicious? Of course you have to bet on my side."

"Why should I bet on your side?" Si Jingli said unconvincedly, "Chu Shitong, bet on this prince!"

"..."

Chu Shitong smiled and said, "How about this, I'll write down the names of the people I want to bet on on a piece of paper, and then announce the winner later, how about that?"

Chu Shitong just wanted to play with these two childish guys, but he never expected that they looked so serious.

Chu Shifan said, "Your Highness, if Xiao Qi bet on me and she wins, how much will you pay?"

Si Jing glanced at Chu Shitong, his eyes full of threats.

"If Chu Shitong bets on you, but I lose, then I will compensate Chu Shitong with one thousand taels of silver. If on the contrary, I win... Chu Shitong is penniless, so how about you compensate me with one thousand taels of silver for her? How much will you pay? It won't be less than mine, right?"

Although one thousand taels of silver was not a small amount for Chu Shifan, he could afford it, so he said, "If I bet on you and I lose, I will also compensate Xiaoqi with one thousand taels! But if I win, you also have to compensate me with one thousand taels!"

Chu Shitong was ashamed.

She had no idea how the two of them had gone from discussing whether the peach blossom pastry was delicious to discussing one thousand taels of silver.

The total cost of this table of wine and food was no more than one hundred taels of silver, and these two people asked for one thousand taels each.

"it is good!"

They both looked at Chu Shitong, and Chu Shifan immediately asked the waiter to bring pen and ink.

Chu Shitong did not try to stop them. They both had hot tempers and it was impossible to stop them, so he might as well just make some money from it.

She wrote a word quickly and neatly, then handed the paper to the waiter beside her.

The bets were placed, the stakes were set, and it was finally time to sample the pastries.

Chu Shifan picked up the peach blossom pastry with full confidence. The rich pure milk fat mixed with the fragrance of peach blossoms. He winked at Si Jingli, and Si Jingli also picked up the pastry. They both took a bite at the same time.

The crispy crust of the peach blossom pastry made a "crunch" sound, and the soft filling instantly merged with the crispy crust. Chu Shifan took a bite, and the smile on his face disappeared without a trace in the next second.

"vomit--"

Chu Shifan couldn't help but want to vomit. The sweet and crisp taste mixed with the taste of milk and the fragrance of peach blossoms that he had imagined did not come true. Instead, there was a milky smell mixed with the sweet and salty salted peach blossoms. The peach petals themselves are bitter, and if they are not handled properly during the pickling process, the bitter taste will still exist in the original pickled taste.

And it was obvious that the chef of this dish of peach blossom pastry was also a genius. In order to cover up the bitterness, he used a large amount of salt to pickle the peach blossoms. However, the juice brewed by the peach petals during the pickling process is sweet, but the peach petals themselves are bitter. In addition, in order to make the filling soft, the milky smell was not processed properly. It was too salty and sweet with a hint of bitterness. The milky smell brought these three superb flavors to the peak. Just one bite made Chu Shifan vomit, his face was hideous and nauseous.

He couldn't even control himself to stop. As soon as he wanted to speak, he could feel the lingering taste in his mouth. Before he could utter a word, the taste in his mouth seemed to be about to break through his throat and enter his head, forcing him to continue spitting out.

Si Jingli looked at this scene and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

It turned out that the bite he took just now was only the surface of the pastry, and he didn't eat the filling inside.

Chu Shifan saw the peach blossom pastry in front of him with only a little bit of the pastry crust bitten off, and pointed at Si Jingli with a trembling hand. Just as he was about to speak, the taste in his mouth came up again, and he vomited.

Si Jingli smiled and said, "This prince has already told you this, but you refused to listen."

Chu Shifan really couldn't stop vomiting, so he was helped by the waiter to the backyard.

Si Jingli laughed for a long time before stopping, as if nothing had made him so happy for a long time. His curved peach blossom eyes were like crescent moons in the sky, his little canine teeth were faintly visible, and his originally enchanting face became a lot cuter.

"Chu Shitong, give me the note over there. I want to see whether you are betting on me or him."

Just before the waiter went out, he put the note on the table, and it happened to be next to Chu Shitong's hand.

Chu Shitong signaled Bishui to pass the note to Si Jingli. Si Jingli opened it and took a look, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, it's this prince who is betting. It seems that Master Fan will have to give you one thousand taels of silver to spend."

He seemed to be in a surprisingly good mood.

Chu Shitong naturally knew how bad the pastries at Xibaolou were. She had eaten them once in her previous life. She felt that the chef had made them like that on purpose, otherwise they wouldn't have tasted so bad.

But the pastries made by the chef who made the pastries were the nephew of the owner of Xibaolou. Although the pastries did not taste very good, they looked very good. Although the head chef in the kitchen would occasionally hear people complaining that the pastries were bad, he never said anything for the sake of his owner's face.

The princess's mansion is not as poor as Chu Shifan said. One thousand taels of silver is just a small amount of money for the princess's mansion. Chu Shitong needs money now, and he doesn't mind cheating Chu Shifan.

Originally, I ordered pastries on purpose just to see if the chef was here, so as to lure her out with this incident, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this by accident. However, it doesn't affect anything.

When Chu Shifan came back, his face was extremely pale. If you didn't know him, you would think he had gone through some kind of torture to look like this.

Si Jingli smiled and teased, "Sir, how does this peach blossom pastry taste?"

Without Si Jingli's words, Chu Shifan could not help but slam the table and shouted angrily, "Someone, call the chef who made the peach blossom cake over here! I want to see who can make something so disgusting and unpalatable!"

Si Jingli saw that Chu Shifan was a little anxious because of the plate of pastries and was laughing happily. The waiter quickly agreed and ran out of the private room.

Not long after, he came in with a woman.

The waiter had a flattering smile on his face and said, "Gentlemen, this is the chef in the back kitchen of our restaurant. The cakes just now were made by her."

The woman he brought with him was the one who built the restaurant in his previous life.

Chu Shifan was originally angry, but when he saw that the person coming was a woman, he didn't want to take it too seriously. Otherwise, if such a thing were to get out, it would inevitably damage his reputation.

Chu Shifan suppressed his anger and asked, "Did you make this cake?"

The woman pursed her lips, her eyes and brows showing a strong forbearance, and she did not say a word.

Seeing Chu Shifan's face getting uglier, the waiter smiled and said, "Don't be angry, gentlemen. She is new here and doesn't know the rules. If you are unhappy, you can do whatever you want."

The woman raised her head and gave the waiter a cold look.

The waiter seemed to have a complete change of expression. He nodded and bowed with a flattering look in front of Chu Shitong and the other two. But when he turned to look at the woman, his facial features instantly turned into those of a ghost, hideous and terrifying.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you kneel down and apologize to us? If I have offended you, can you bear the consequences?"

The woman didn't say anything, but her body was shaking with anger.

The waiter saw that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly unpleasant and was afraid that something might happen. After all, the people in this private room were some of the most prominent figures in the capital. If he offended them, he would probably be implicated as well.

He stepped forward and kicked the woman's knee hard. The woman felt the pain and instantly lost her balance and fell to the ground. However, she did not make any sound throughout the whole process. Even though it was painful, she clenched her teeth.

The waiter smiled and apologized: "Gentlemen, she has already knelt down to admit her mistake to you. Look at this matter..."

Chu Shifan took a deep breath and said seriously, "Her cooking skills are so bad, why did you hire her as a cook at Xibaolou?"

The waiter lied as soon as he opened his mouth, "Our boss felt sorry for her, a woman who came from a remote village alone with a child, so he hired her to work in the kitchen. He saw that the cakes she made were of good quality, so he asked her to give it a try. I didn't expect that you gentlemen would run into her on the first day. Otherwise, you gentlemen, our Xibaolou will waive all the wine and food for today. What do you think?"

Si Jingli raised his eyebrows and said, "Who do you look down on? What does this prince need from you?"

"That's not what I meant. Your Highness, calm down." The waiter said, "Isn't this to show that Xibaolou is honored to have you here? Our chef is here too. Otherwise, you can handle it as you see fit. Xibaolou will definitely not interfere."

Si Jingli asked Chu Shifan, "Master Fan was the most seriously poisoned by the Peach Blossom Paste, and he also lost a thousand silver coins. Why don't you tell Master Fan how to deal with this woman?"

Chu Shifan glanced at the woman, and finally waved his hand, saying, "Forget it, considering your hard work as a woman of your generation, who is alone and has a child, I will not bother with you this time. Don't make cakes to harm others in the future.