The prince is poisonous

She immediately smiled, lost all emotion, and strode forward.But I was puzzled in my heart: the imperial dining room was choked and messy, why did the young master go to the imperial dining room?

"Haha, that's right!"

Knowing that she had doubts, Feng Zhiqiu ignored them.It's just that those cold eyes are full of smiles.Xing'er, Xiao Jiu, these two people have been with me all the time.If they are not dealt with, I am afraid that there will be more troubles in the future.

Feng Zhiqiu glanced back at the bedroom, and then followed Xing'er.I heard that every palace in this palace has an imperial dining room.And these imperial dining rooms are all under the jurisdiction of the imperial dining department.

They didn't go far and arrived at the imperial dining room of the East Palace, Xing'er blessed her body slightly, and then opened the door for Feng Zhiqiu.

"Master, the two masters here are from Prince Xiang's residence. The prince and princess were afraid that you might not be used to the food in the palace, so they finally persuaded the emperor to bring them together."

"Oh? No wonder I still taste the same when I eat it!"

When Feng Zhiqiu stepped into the door, a strong smell of meat immediately hit his nostrils.Think about what the masters are cooking at the moment!

"His Royal Highness Jin An, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? This old slave will make it for you!"

As soon as the chef was mentioned, two plump middle-aged men with kind faces came from the other side.I saw one of the men bowed to Feng Zhiqiu innocently, knelt on the ground, and said in a gentle voice.

"Master, get up quickly, Qiu'er really hasn't eaten, please, master, just get something to eat!"

Feng Zhiqiu hurriedly helped up the man who was kneeling on the ground, with a slight embarrassment on his face.The elders kneel to the younger!This is a life-saving ah!

"Then, what would Your Highness want to eat?"

"Master, I'm not in a hurry! Can Qiu'er use your kitchen?"

Feng Zhiqiu looked at that man flatteringly, did he know that the chef in the kitchen is like a man and his wife!

Daughter-in-law can't just borrow it casually!

"Well, what did your highness say? If your highness wants to use it, you can do whatever you want. But why do you cook yourself, your highness? But you don't think you can do it well?"

"Haha, how could it be! So it's all Master Zhang! Don't think too much, Master Zhang, Qiu'er just wants to cook for herself!"

Seeing the red-faced appearance of the middle-aged man, Feng Zhiqiu immediately denied it repeatedly.

"Oh? Then, old Zhangtou and Wu Dashao will step back first, but His Highness needs to agree to us, can we allow us to watch from the side while His Highness is in charge?"

Old Zhang looked at the young man's blushing face, heard what he said, and thought that their little highness must have come to cook for himself to please others, right?There are not many people in this palace who are as sincere as His Highness!Old Zhang moved back to let the stove out, but he was still worried!Look at that little highness, who is so gentle and gentle, how can he handle the spoon!

If one of them got hurt by accident, then he and Old Wu would have to die of guilt!

"Success! Master Zhang just stood aside and watched Qiu'er do it!"

Feng Zhiqiu burst into a smile when he heard this.He walked into the room and inspected the assortment of vegetables, fish and shrimps on the chopping board, only then did he feel that he was really hungry too!

"Master Zhang, what is stewing in the cauldron over there?"

"Master Zhang, what is stewing in the cauldron over there?"

Feng Zhiqiu took a deep breath, and a strong smell of meat floated into the tip of his nose in an instant.He just feels more hungry!

"Haha, Your Highness, those pots are my old treasures! Look at the pot in the middle, here is cooking the elbows for today's lunch, and this one, this pot is full of Your Highness's love. I eat pine flower tendon meat."

Master Zhang picked up his elbow and lifted the pot violently.When the heat dissipated, Feng Zhiqiu could only see that the pot was gurgling and tumbling, probably because a lot of spices and side dishes were put in, the smell of meat in the pot immediately filled the room.All the people present swallowed their saliva.

"It smells so good!"

Feng Zhiqiu hurriedly wiped the corners of his mouth, seeing Master Zhang smiling honestly, Feng Zhiqiu's face suddenly became hot.

"Zhang, Master Zhang, do you have preserved eggs here?"

"Preserved eggs? Which one does Your Highness want?"

"I want to make porridge with preserved egg and lean meat. My friend is seriously ill and can't eat too greasy. Master, is there any?"

"Your Highness, it's not easy to eat that at this time—"

"His Royal Highness, I have it here!"

Before Chef Zhang finished speaking, he was interrupted by the silent old Wutou behind him.I saw him carrying a box of dark things from the cellar under the booth as if offering treasures.

"Okay, you, Old Wu! Pickle this yourself behind my back! Beg for a fight!"

"Hey, look at what you said! Am I greedy? I drink a little wine on weekdays, and this is delicious! I like to eat even when it's not the weather, can you control it?"

Old Wu frowned, hugged the jar in his arms preciously, and came to Feng Zhiqiu excitedly, he was not as simple as old Zhangtou, but he was a little bit of a gentleman inside.

"Your Highness Changsun, we have this preserved egg, what are you going to do?"

"Well, although Qiu'er is not very skilled, she can cook porridge alone."

Feng Zhiqiu lowered his eyebrows and smiled, he took the jar from Master Wu and went to the side of the pot.I took a piece of lean meat that was stewed and fragrant.

That's right!He is going to make preserved egg and lean pork porridge!

Feng Zhiqiu looked at the ingredients on the stove and nodded in satisfaction.It's getting late, so let's make a quick decision, right?I don't know if Yanqing will be angry if he finds out that his breakfast has been taken away?

Feng Zhiqiu grew up in an orphanage since he was a child in his previous life, so eating this kind of porridge during festivals and festivals is already a luxury.

After entering the society, what I often miss the most is the porridge from the dean's mother.When he has nothing to do, he always does it by himself.The craftsmanship is naturally excellent.

After a while, the delicious porridge came out of the pan.Served in a bowl, the beautiful Songhua eggs are curved and crescent-like and turn in a circle in the bowl, which looks very gratifying.

"Master, what you make of this porridge is really strange! Xing'er has never eaten it before."

"Okay! Wipe off your drool! It's not something rare, Xing'er, please bring this bowl to Brother Qing first, and I won't go."

Feng Zhiqiu brought the bowl of porridge to Xing'er, wiped his hands and turned around.

"Huh? Young master, don't you take it over yourself?"

"Ah, no! Brother Qing, he, he doesn't want to see me—"

Feng Zhiqiu, who lowered his head to serve the porridge, carefully stirred the porridge in the pot, his expression darkened immediately after hearing Xing'er's words.There was also a hint of grievance in the tone of his speech.

"he--"

"Xing'er, go! Don't say any more! Young master, I'll eat something while it's hot, I'm almost starving to death! Master, do you want it?"

Feng Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows and smiled, and added a bowl for himself.I still don't forget to go back and ask the two chefs who were stunned by his craftsmanship.

"Hmph! Xing'er still doesn't like that person! Young master, you really—Xing'er doesn't care about you anymore."

The little girl pouted dissatisfiedly, and quickly left the imperial dining room with the tray.Only three big-eyed and small-eyed men were left silently looking at a pot of delicious preserved egg and lean pork porridge.

After a while, the old Zhangtou touched his nose and said, "Your Highness, your skill is much better than ours! I never thought that this porridge can be cooked like this! Your Highness, can you teach us?"

Don't blame the old Zhangtou for not seeing the world, the people of the entire Chaofeng Kingdom are extremely disliked by the thing made by adding too much water to the rice.The finished product is thin and thick, not as refreshing as rice.

I didn't expect to live so long, I can only see that someone can cook porridge so fragrant.How could the old man be willing to let go of this opportunity!His eyes lit up, and he looked at Feng Zhiqiu flatteringly.

"Haha, of course! Master Zhang, don't worry! Would you please tell me after Qiu'er finishes using it?"

Feng Zhiqiu quickly took the bowl and chopsticks, filled a bowl, and started to eat after blowing off the heat.

Over there, Feng Zhiqiu was enjoying his meal, but he didn't know that the caring person was frowning at the bowl in front of him.

Liu Yanqing grew up in northern Xinjiang, so she loves pasta.After coming to Fengjing, although he gradually accepted the rice.He has never eaten the food in front of him——

The girl said this is called 'preserved egg and lean meat porridge'? !

He took the spoon and stirred it from the edge.After the heat dissipated, he took a sip.Heart said: This Feng Zhiqiu doesn't know what the hell is going on.

After getting up and leaving early in the morning, he never showed up.So is the maid named Xing'er!

Just now, she came with delicious food, she just washed up a bit, and she returned all the food.Could it be that His Highness was frightened by his attitude?Are you starting to avoid yourself?Are you not even given three meals a day?

Liu Yanqing had been thinking about that damned boy since the morning, so she didn't even think about drinking the porridge at all.Unexpectedly, he just took a sip, and the aroma of rice and preserved eggs permeated between his lips and teeth in an instant.

There is an indescribable refreshing taste!

Hehe, the taste is not bad!

Liu Yanqing frowned, and poured another spoonful of rice porridge into her mouth.His lips and teeth moved slightly, and soon he swallowed a spoonful of hot porridge.

The person who was pale when he woke up was faintly rosy now.Especially those slightly parted lips, if someone sees them, they will definitely have some bad thoughts again——

"Hey, is there any more?"

Not long after, Liu Yanqing finished the bowl of porridge. He tilted his head slightly, turned to ask the maid beside him, and subconsciously smacked his lips twice, as if he still had something to say.

"Haha~"

Xing'er watched every movement of that person from the side, and thought, if this person dares to despise the young master's craftsmanship, she will definitely not give him a good face in the future.It doesn't matter if you are the young master's sweetheart or what.

Unexpectedly, Liu Yanqing ate all the big bowl full of hot porridge!

Xing'er couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed out loud.Even so, Xing'er will never forget the young master's explanation!

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, you are too weak to eat too much. The servants will go down first—"

why is it like this!But he still wants it!

Liu Yanqing rubbed her belly, and then glanced at the porcelain bowl where there was not even a single grain of rice left.The bottom of my heart suddenly lost!