The old man lost his memory again

An Qihe asked Xiao Er to clean up the rest of the food on the table, seeing that the little prince was happy and satisfied, he quickly took the opportunity to ask him to go back to Bu Hui's mansion.

The little prince thought to himself that it was his own home, so there was nothing wrong with going back. Besides, there was Prince Shun on Wenlan's side, who didn't like him in every way. Today is a pitfall. If you don't understand it, you must stop He will be caught and plucked by Prince Shun.

He shrank his neck in fear, and nodded immediately: "This king is indeed going back, so let's go back!"

An Qihe nodded, then suddenly remembered and asked, "Does Prince Shun and Mr. Wen need a message?"

The little prince frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Forget it, the last thing my starling wants to hear is news from me. I think Wen Lan must have already taken a step forward."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a report from outside, saying that Prince Shun's subordinates were coming to inform the young prince, they had already gone back first, and asked the young prince to go back to his mansion.

Probably it was said in front of Wen Lan, and at the end he pretended to persuade him that Prince An's Mansion was his mansion, if someone made him angry, he should drive that person out, how could there be any reason to run out by himself?

The little prince snorted twice, and didn't comment on the words. He just gave An Qihe a pointed look, and told the latter to feel a chill on his back. Then he stepped aside and followed An Qihe back.

The little prince had only been out for less than a day, and the mansion was already in a panic. Chuntao even cried when he saw him, crying more than the water in the West Lake. Only then did Chuntao breathe a sigh of relief and let him go.

Cheng Feiliang just glared at An Qihe with a sullen face: "Guard An, do you understand what your responsibilities are now?"

An Qihe nodded embarrassedly: "I already know I was wrong."

Cheng Feiliang still had a stinky face: "Although the little prince has forgiven you, we, as bodyguards, have our own set of rules. When you finish your work, come and see me."

An Qihe was so stared at that his back was hairy, and he glanced at the young prince, who blinked innocently, expressing that this matter was out of his hands.

An Qihe: "..."

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and nod.

What the guards do has nothing to do with the little prince. The little prince only needs to think about how to live a happy life.Coupled with the fact that An Qihe was really annoying this time, the little prince figured this out, and walked towards the yard without any psychological burden.

Just walking halfway, he suddenly saw a figure rushing in front of him, with a look of anxiety and panic on his face.

The little prince exclaimed in shock, An Qihe immediately stepped forward to separate the two, and the little prince took a step back only to realize that this person was the boy from before.

"Hey, have you recovered yet?" the little prince asked in surprise.

Since that day when he said that he would hand over all the affairs to Cheng Feiliang and An Qihe, the little prince hadn't taken care of this matter anymore. After so many days, he thought he was still seriously injured and unable to move.

Gu Dongya took a step back, and was thrown aside by An Qihe's collar, and then he stabilized his emotions. When he came back to his senses, he found that he had done such an unruly thing, which made him turn pale with fright.

Even though he has recovered his memory and knows that he is actually the prince of a neighboring country, he has been a beggar here for a long time, and he subconsciously knows that he will be beaten if he does so, so he trembles very quickly, wanting to kneel down Apologize.

An Qihe quickly stopped him again: "Prince, don't be too polite."

The little prince also nodded: "Your deep status is much more noble than my king, so you don't need to salute to me."

Gu Dongya nodded, but he was still not used to it: "My lord..."

The little prince tilted his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Gu Dongya lowered his head and said: "I, I am very grateful to the little prince for saving his life!"

The little prince was stunned for two seconds, then laughed out loud: "Thank you for what I did, I never saved you, the one who saved you was An Qihe, not me."

An Qihe said: "If the prince didn't take him in, I wouldn't be able to save you. Besides, we didn't know your identity at the beginning, and we wanted to use you to confuse the public, and it wasn't considered saving you. Your recovery of memory has nothing to do with you. We have turned against each other, have we cleared up?"

Gu Dongya nodded immediately: "Of course it's clear!"

Even though he hasn't recovered his complete memory, he still feels that he shouldn't stick to such a trivial matter after hearing so many things about you from others.

After all, he had already died once, and besides, they didn't know his identity back then, and they were trying their best not to let him die, so it was useless to entangle himself.

"Do you want to go home?" the little prince suddenly asked.

Hearing this, Gu Dongya immediately blushed.He remembered that his king and queen loved him so much that he could have whatever he wanted.

At the beginning, he was mischievous and insisted on sneaking out to play, but he was murdered by a gangster on the way, and he fell into the current field. His king and queen must have been very anxious.

He nodded immediately.

The little prince said: "My prince has sent someone to notify you, and they will come to pick you up in a short time."

Gu Dongya lowered his head: "Thank you, my lord."

The little prince smiled and waved his hands: "You don't have to be polite, anyway, you are living in the mansion for a while, and you can be regarded as letting me do my best as a landlord."

Gu Dongya couldn't help laughing when he heard that.

Facing these people who he had clearly forgotten, he seemed to have known him for many years.

Among them, what he likes the most is An Qihe's craftsmanship

In the next few days, before the king sent troops to pick him up, he stayed by An Qihe's side, doing food tasting with the little prince.

Lai Kefu Fried Chicken in Anqihe also opened successfully, and won a grand slam on the same day. The business is so busy that it is too busy. The queue is so long that it tends to be impossible for you to finish it in three days. Coupled with Wen Xianggong's order of [-] pieces, it is really busy.

For this reason, An Qihe had to limit the number of purchases and the per capita quantity, and a total purchase limit of [-] copies per day. No matter how rich you are, we will not sell the rest.

Thousands of copies are sold cheaply. Ordinary people who haven't eaten outside have never had a turn. On the same day, some repurchases hurriedly sent people over to buy two more copies.

The little prince saw that he was really busy, so he rolled up his sleeves and sneaked into the back kitchen.

At that time, everyone was so busy that no one noticed that the young prince had slipped in. They thought it was one of the servants that the young prince had sent to help, and asked the young prince to wash the vegetables without even looking at it.

The little prince looked around, and soon saw a large basket of vegetables placed by the door.

He puffed up his breath, picked up the vegetable basket with all his strength, and walked crookedly towards the well.

Fetch water, wash vegetables, pour water, fetch water and wash vegetables again, and repeat this five times before the vegetables are washed. When washing the vegetables, you have to pick the vegetables.

The living environment in ancient times was good, every dish was big and still green, green worms were often crawling on it, the little prince only felt that something soft and easy to pinch, couldn't help pinching a few more times before paying attention at hand.

This look almost scared his heart out, the little prince was so frightened that he threw the vegetable leaf out, and sat on the ground with a cry of alarm.

It's terrible, why are there worms on the vegetable leaves?

The little prince was so frightened that his eyes became wet, and he thought to himself that this dish must be bad, as several holes had been gnawed out!

But after thinking about it, An Qihe is not someone who buys low-quality vegetables to fool the common people, so there is a reason for choosing this kind of vegetables.

And other people also washed the dishes, they didn't say anything, how could he be coquettish?

Thinking wildly, there was a urging from the room, saying that the washing was too slow and they were almost running out.

The little prince frowned, and spent a lot of effort to build up his heart, then walked over, picked up the vegetable leaf bravely, grabbed the vegetable worm and quickly threw it, and ran back to the original place as if fleeing. Without further ado, press the vegetable leaves into the water and scrub them.

After finally washing a basket of vegetables and leaves, the young prince's hands were red from the cold, and before he had time to find An Qihe to feel wronged, he listened to another person to cut the vegetables and leaves into shreds.

The little prince had never cut vegetables before, he stood on the chopping board, at a loss for what to do, he just felt like he was useless.

But he came all the time, if he didn't do anything, it would be really useless.

Thinking so, the little prince moved the vegetables to the chopping board, held the kitchen knife with his other hand, imitated others, put the vegetables together, and cut them at a certain distance.

The speed of others is as fast as cutting flowers, and they can cut one in two or three strokes, and the roots are so clear and beautiful.

The little prince was anxious, so he speeded up after two cuts.

But he didn't know that when cutting vegetables, not only the hand holding the knife had to move, but also the hand pressing the vegetables, and accidentally cut his fingers.

The little prince stared at the chopping board in a daze, an opening appeared on his finger, and the bright red blood immediately stained the vegetables.

Tears welled up in his eyes, but he didn't know what to do, so he could maintain the same posture and stick there like a stone.

At this moment, the person next to him just finished cutting a basket, and was about to see who else hadn’t cut it together. When he turned around, he saw a hideous wound on the little prince’s finger. His face turned pale with fright, and he pulled Grabbing his hand and scolding: "What's the matter with you, what are you doing there when you're injured? Still can't speak? Look at your wound... If it doesn't work, take care of it as soon as possible, come with me!"

It was the first time for the little prince to be pointed and scolded like this, and he didn't dare to say that he was wronged, so he hurriedly followed, sniffing and walking quickly.

The person who spoke was a rather old woman, with a loud voice and a rush to do things. She quickly found the gauze that had been placed earlier to stop the bleeding, and asked the little prince to stand by the well and wash away the blood foam.

The little prince cried out in pain as soon as he touched the water, and she glanced sideways: "You look spoiled and pampered at first glance, you can come in and do things because the family is really difficult, so there is no way, if you want to make money by yourself, you have to suffer a lot and suffer a lot. That's how it came."

The little prince listened in a daze: "So is An Qihe like this?"