Food on the tip of your tongue

Join this royal chef competition? "

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Caomin came to Prince Qing's Mansion just for... this matter." Zhang Yonghuan got up and stood at attention, took out a pamphlet from his arms and said: "This is some of the things that Caomin has displayed in the inn these days. The cooking skills of various delicacies are now presented to His Majesty... In addition, what Caomin wants to say is: Caomin's father, Zhang Qinghua, has passed away... The so-called holy stone blood jade is worthless now, and it is impossible to help What cultivators become immortals... As for the old things between my father and His Majesty, they have long been buried in the dust of the years. The grassroots have nothing to do with those things. Heart, let the grassroots go, as the saying goes, those who don't know don't blame...Your Majesty, look..."

The emperor and Prince Qing were taken aback by Zhang Yonghuan's words again, the emperor laughed and said, "He really is a articulate boy! He has a bit of my father's demeanor."

With a wooden face, Zhang Yonghuan pulled Qin Yang up and said, "Caomin thank you for your praise."

"So you mean you don't want to participate in any royal chef competition and stay in Beijing?" The emperor pondered for a while, picked up the gourmet cooking book written by Zhang Yonghuan in crooked fonts, flipped through a few pages and said: "My life How about you working in the Imperial Dining Room in the palace?"

Zhang Yonghuan was so shocked that he knelt down on the ground and said in panic: "The grassroots are stubborn and serious, and they are not suitable for the rigorous and rigid court life. I hope that your Majesty will be kind and lenient, and order the grassroots to leave this place of right and wrong in the capital as soon as possible!"

"Huh?!" The emperor frowned slightly: "What is the right and wrong place in the capital?"

Zhang Yonghuan raised his head and glanced timidly at the cold-faced Prince Qing: "This... this..."

The emperor saw that he was hesitating and hesitating, so he just said: "If you can still see your father in your lifetime, tell him: Song Yan will treat him as your best friend in this life." He waved his big hand and said: " Go, go back and forth from wherever you go."

Zhang Yonghuan: "..."

Qin Yang: "..."

Mo Wushang was dumbfounded, and after a long time he came back to his senses, "Thank you, long live, long live Long's kindness!"

Zhang Yonghuan, Qin Yang and others knelt down and said reverently: "Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is wise."

Thus, Zhang Yonghuan, Qin Yang and others left Prince Qing's Mansion under the watchful eye of Prince Qing.

Afterwards, the imperial chef competition in the capital was staged in full swing, and unexpectedly, the special lady from Yangzhou won the first prize and became the first court cook in the imperial dining room of the Song Dynasty.

When Zhang Yonghuan and Qin Yang packed their bags and left Bianliang City, they found that Ren Chongsheng had disappeared.And Mo Wushang came to tell them at this time that Ren Chongsheng had been secretly kidnapped by Prince Qing and returned to the palace to be abused. Even Wu Jiecao, who was taken care of by Qin Yang, molested the young and handsome imperial doctor two days ago because he was recovering from typhoid fever in the mansion. He was convicted and sent to prison.

Zhang Yonghuan was worried about Yu Ren Chongsheng's life and death, so he patiently asked Mo Wushang for inside information, and finally learned that... Prince Qing has had some unpleasant disputes with the emperor these days, and some things may involve Ren Chongsheng. Only then did Ren Chongsheng stay in Beijing.

Later, Zhang Yonghuan asked again: "Since you are friends with Prince Qing, then the thing that you pretended to hate Prince Qing and the emperor, and joined forces with me to help me avenge my father was all fake?"

But Mo Wushang said brazenly: "This...is all predestined in the dark...maybe...it is also all arranged by your father who went to Song Kingdom with Yin Xiuyuan..."

Zhang Yonghuan was dumbfounded when he heard the words, and only raised his middle finger fiercely at Mo Wushang, leaped on the horseback gracefully, whipped the horse together with Qin Yang, and left the noisy and bustling capital city.

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, Zhu Xie put a elixir into his mouth, stretched his neck and swallowed it with difficulty, tears were dripping from the corners of his eyes, he hugged Daoist Tianjue's neck excitedly and said: "Master, I knew you wouldn't I'm willing to die." As he said that, he clung to Tianjue Zhenren's body again.

Master Tianjue's expression was slightly moved, he just sighed lightly and said: "That's all, let's go back to Sichuan Tangmen together with you as a teacher."

"Well, master... I really love you." The bloated padded jacket that Zhu Xie wrapped around his body climbed up the back of the real Tianjue.

The other one, one big and one small, who followed behind the master and student leisurely enjoyed the snowy scenery along the road, "Zhan Feng...you can marry me when you go back to Tangmen." The little tail whispered softly on Zhan Feng's ear. while talking.

Zhan Feng nodded, carried the little guy on his back and took the burden, and used lightness kung fu to chase the pair of master and apprentice in front of him.

At the other end, halfway, in the wilderness.

Zhang Yonghuan hugged Qin Yang, gnawed at half of his handsome face and said, "Take off your pants, hurry up."

Qin Yang smiled: "Is it urgent?"

"It's too much." Zhang Yonghuan stood up against the dead tree branch, and consciously put on a posture to pull Qin Yang, "Hurry up and let me in."

"You..." Qin Yang rushed into Zhang Yonghuan's body ferociously without hesitation.

"Are you comfortable?"

"Ah..." Zhang Yong happily shouted: "It's not bad!"

Qin Yang kissed his lips moaning, "Go back to the restaurant and let you eat as much as you want every day!"

"Your sister!" Zhang Yonghuan yelled angrily, "I'll let you have a taste of the young master's hot cannon at that time!"

"Hmm~" Qin Yang straightened up again, "Let's live like this from now on? How about it?"

"Ah...you can consider it!" Zhang Yonghuan raised his head and kissed Qin Yang again: "That's pretty good."

Go back to Laifu Restaurant to live a new life at dusk and rest at sunset, sit in the restaurant and talk about the mountains with Xiaoxu and others, and sharpen the steel guns at night, Qin Yang will go to the homes of the rich people in the town from time to time, Steal some silver or something to improve your life... Cooking and cooking food, eating, drinking and dawdling, it's pretty good.

Life, that's how it is!

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