The Regent has turned black again

"Is the food in the National Teacher's Mansion delicious?" Chu Feng asked tentatively.

So, the food everywhere is delicious, only the one in the palace is not good?

Are you requisitioning all the good cooks yourself, and then randomly stuffing two ordinary cooks to fool me?

Mo Shiyuan: "..."

What a mess, he just revealed the information that the cooking at the National Teacher's Mansion is also delicious, so that Chu Feng has such a misunderstanding?

If he said it was delicious, would Chu Feng run to the National Teacher's Mansion every day from now on?

But fortunately, Feng Tian was not at home, so it was useless for Chu Feng to run there!

"It's not delicious." Mo Shiyuan said casually very seriously, because he had never eaten the meal of Master Feng's family.

Whatever Chu Feng wanted to eat was not tasty, of course, except for his own.

Chu Feng is a foodie, he really doubts that if there is any delicious food, the little puppet will be abducted.

In fact, it's not the cooks of the Prince Regent's Mansion that really cook delicious food, but...

"Then you, did you bring me something to eat?" Chu Feng was anxious, if not, he would just ask Xiao Lizi to return the removed food to him, and he would continue to eat.

Although it's unpalatable, I'm not full yet, no matter how hungry I am, I can't starve my child!

Mo Shiyuan had completely lost his temper. He was still a little angry at first, but when he saw Chu Feng's clear and eager eyes, half biting his lips, his heart softened all of a sudden.

"Eat." Mo Shiyuan pushed the lunch box over.

Chu Feng took it over cheerfully: "It smells delicious, Mo Shiyuan, please lend me your cook for a few days!"

Mo Shiyuan didn't speak, which meant he didn't borrow.

Chu Feng still had the gauze in his hand, but it didn't prevent him from opening the lunch box and taking out the contents.

I don't know how Mo Shiyuan sent it here, but such a big box didn't spill anything.

The food that Mo Shiyuan brought today was very rich, including the fragrant pork rib soup and other delicious dishes. The combination of meat and vegetables looked very nutritious.

"Do you want to eat together? I asked Xiao Lizi to bring another set of bowls and chopsticks." Chu Feng asked Mo Shiyuan.

With so many meals, he definitely couldn't finish them all by himself.

But it's not necessarily true, if he eats hard, he might be able to finish it.

Originally, he was just being polite, but according to Mo Shiyuan's urination, he should have said: No need, this king has already eaten.

Then he can enjoy it slowly by himself. If he doesn't finish eating, he can keep it hot at night and continue to eat. After all, the dinner in the palace is much more delicious than the one in the imperial dining room!

He has no appetite for the things made by the imperial dining room every time.

"Okay." Mo Shiyuan readily agreed.

Chu Feng: "..."

Do you say that if you have eaten it, you will die?

You eat such delicious food every day, and finally sent it to me once, since you want to grab it with me?

Xiao Lizi is also a very discerning person, when Mo Shiyuan said yes, he immediately served the bowls and chopsticks.

Chu Feng didn't even have a chance to say no, and he moved very quickly, which made Chu Feng suspect again that Xiao Lizi must be a spy arranged by Mo Shiyuan by his side!

Is he Xiao Lizi's master, or Mo Shiyuan?

After Chu Feng took out the dishes, Mo Shiyuan said, "Drink some soup first."

Chu Feng looked at the pork rib soup. It must have been stewed for a long time. The soup is milky white and very fragrant.

It was obviously the same soup, but Chu Feng just felt that it was different from the one made by the imperial dining room, and it was different at first glance.

Chu Feng took a mouthful with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

When Chu Feng tasted the taste, the expression on his face suddenly froze for a moment, and the next second his eyes radiated delicious light!

The taste of pork ribs, and the sweetness of radish, all in all, it is very delicious!

This is not the first time he has tasted the soup made by the chef of the Regent's house, but he feels that the soup this time is different from the one he drank in the Regent's house before.

It feels like it's better to drink, but I can't tell the delicious feeling.

I feel like I'm flying like a celestial being, and my soul is going to heaven!

He is not a liberal arts student, so he really can't describe the deliciousness.

And the pork ribs are so soft that they melt in your mouth after being stewed for a long time.

"Have you changed the cook?" Chu Feng couldn't help but took another sip of the soup before asking.

It just feels that the taste is different, and it tastes better!

"What's the matter, it doesn't taste good?" Mo Shiyuan was surprised, Chu Feng feels so sensitive, can he taste the difference?

"No, it tastes better this time. Where do you find your cooks? If you get a new cook, can you give me the old one?" Chu Feng said with a bright face. With a touch of fox-like cunning, whatever is on his mind is written on his face.

Mo Shiyuan didn't expect that there would be someone in the world who would miss his cook every day.

Although Chu Feng's words were quite embarrassing, Mo Shiyuan was still very happy.

Because no one other than Chu Feng and the cook himself drank the soup made by the cook today.

This soup was boiled by Mo Shiyuan himself.

Going back from Chu Feng's place last night, Mo Shiyuan got up after lying down for less than half an hour, cut the ribs himself, prepared all the ingredients by himself, and then boiled such a pot of soup.

When the soup was boiled on the small stove, the regent ordered the cook in the kitchen to watch the heat of the soup, when to make a big fire and when to simmer, so that no mistakes were allowed.

After the arrangements are made, go to court.

After retiring from the court, a certain regent continued to watch by the stove, put in the seasonings himself, and cooked other dishes himself.

At that time, the chefs in the palace were all stunned. They didn't expect the regent to cook in person.

Who in the end has this blessing to eat the food made by the regent himself?

But I just don't know if the regent's cooking is good or not. After all, they have been in the palace for almost ten years, and they have never seen the regent cooking.

When the soup was about to start cooking, Mo Shiyuan personally went to stir-fry other dishes, filled a box full of them, and quickly sent them to Chu Feng with light work.

So the dish is still steaming, and it is just right to eat, without affecting the taste at all.

Mo Shiyuan knows how to cook. I don't know if anyone else knows about it. Anyway, Mo Shiyuan hasn't cooked for a long time.

When he was very young, Mo Shiyuan followed the beggars and the others, and learned to be good at cooking. At that time, he was still very young, and when the beggars went out to pick up rotten vegetables or meat discarded by others, they would bring them back, and then he learned Cook.

He has been beaten by the society, so he has developed a good cooking skill.

Many skills were learned in those troubled times.

But after he became the regent, Mo Shiyuan seldom cooks, and he has never been hungry again.

Although he hasn't touched those things for a long time, Mo Shiyuan still knows how to make delicious food, and the taste has not changed much.

"No change, no give." Mo Shiyuan spoke very briefly.

"Stingy ghost!" Chu Feng complained in a low voice.

Mo Shiyuan, a cook, looked so nervous, but the food he cooked today was really delicious.

Chu Feng said while drinking the soup and eating other dishes.

"I don't know which chef made today's meal. It's really extraordinary. You go back and reward them a little more. You must make persistent efforts in the future!"

Chu Feng didn't know it at all, and he praised a certain prince with rainbow farts invisibly.

A certain prince watched a certain emperor eat so happily, so he tasted it himself.

Mo Shiyuan didn't feel much about his cooking, he just felt that it was similar to ordinary people's cooking.

Chu Feng's cheeks are swollen from eating, so he likes to eat the meals he made with his own hands?

Chu Feng has such a big appetite, how can he become thinner the more he eats?

Xiao Lizi has been waiting by the side, tsk tsk tsk!

What was the emperor like before the regent delivered the meal?

He poked the dishes with his chopsticks, and then kept saying that he had no appetite and couldn't eat.

Now that the regent has brought food, he just eats it like this without any image!

Is there such a big difference between the food in the Prince Regent's Mansion and the food in the Imperial Dining Room? Little Li doesn't think it's definitely not a problem with the food, it's a problem with the emperor!

Your majesty, you have changed...

"How's your hand? Does it still hurt?" Mo Shiyuan put down his chopsticks after taking two bites, and didn't compete with Chu Feng for food.

"I'm a man, this pain is nothing, it's gone for a long time." Chu Feng said vaguely while eating.

Unless his hand is broken, he can't stop Chu Feng from eating.

In fact, it still hurts, such a big wound, and so much blood, how could it not hurt.

It's just that Chu Feng kept telling himself that he was a man, and men couldn't cry out for pain.

When I was filming before, I was not uninjured, it was much more serious than this.

However, if my manager, Brother Hai, sees that he is eating big fish, meat and soup, and eats so much, he will probably break his bones...

"Have you changed your medicine?" Mo Shiyuan stared at the bow tied on the back of Chu Feng's hand.

Chu Feng stroked with his left hand, which did not affect eating at all.

"Not yet, the doctor said it will be changed tomorrow." Chu Feng said.

It's almost time to eat, and Chu Feng is also full, but he hasn't finished eating yet.

Chu Feng frowned, what to do, don't waste it!

Chu Feng asked: "Are you still eating?"

Mo Shiyuan shook his head: "I won't eat."

Seeing how delicious Chu Feng's food was, he was already full, and he also felt that it was worthwhile for him to start stewing soup in the morning and then cook it himself.

Chu Feng waved his hand, that was just right.

"Xiao Lizi, pack up the rest for me, put it in the ice cellar, and eat it warm at night. The weather is hot now, so don't spoil it for me!"

He would rather eat the leftovers than eat the ones made by the imperial dining room.

Mo Shiyuan: "..."

However, Chu Feng was not finished yet. He wiped his mouth and looked at Mo Shiyuan: "Prince Regent, for the sake of my injury, can you let the chef who cooks in your family cook for me tomorrow?" ?”

"Just a meal, okay..." The little emperor saw that Mo Shiyuan was silent, and began to lower his voice with a coquettish tone.

Chef Mo: "..."