Eighth Master cuts leeks in Qing Chuanwen

With a small expression on his face, he went away alone.

Yinzhen lay down in the house and took a nap for a while, when he heard footsteps coming this way.He was always alert, now he was injured and couldn't rest in peace, he immediately opened his eyes when he heard the sound of footsteps.

knock knock...

There was a slight knock on the door, followed by Yunxi's voice: "Fourth brother, are you still resting?"

Yinzhen had already woken up, so he said, "Come in."

Not only Yunxi, but even the prince came with him.

The prince walked in, he could be described as "excited", and said with a smile: "Fourth brother, you are so lucky, the eighth brother boiled the pheasant soup with his own hands, you can smell it, it's really delicious, and he also joined the fourth brother, your last brother The pig you like goes into the water!"

As soon as Yinzhen smelled the chicken soup, before he tasted the delicious taste, it already aroused his appetite, making Yinzhen's belly tumbling, and he became hungry instantly.Unexpectedly, the prince said that pig offal was added to the chicken soup...

Yinzhen's face turned dark instantly, just by looking at Brother Cheap's face, one could tell how much he didn't like pigs into the water.

The prince had a smirk on his face, and said: "Fourth brother, try it quickly, this is carefully prepared by the eighth brother, don't waste your good intentions."

Yinzhen evoked a slightly stiff smile, and said: "The prince is right, eighth brother, I thank you in advance for your kindness."

As he spoke, a righteous little expression appeared on the top of his head, the Q version of the two-headed little fourth master, with a red cloth wrapped around his forehead, which read—Yong!

Yunsi filled a bowl for Yinzhen, handed it to Yinzhen, and said, "Fourth Brother, don't hesitate to try it."

Yinzhen's complexion was as usual, and the Q version of the small expression wrapped in the bandage of "Yong" kept cheering him up. Finally, he took a deep breath, held his breath, closed his eyes, let his heart slump, and took a big gulp.

"How?" The prince smiled and said, "How does this chicken with pork belly taste?"

Yinzhen held the determination to die, thinking that he would only eat this one bite, and would not eat any more, how could he know...

There is not even a trace of the fishy and coquettish smell of the pig's offal. The taste of the chicken soup is rich and delicious, with a slight aftertaste. It is richer and thicker than ordinary chicken soup, with distinct layers. It is indescribably fresh and has an endless aftertaste.

Yinzhen's icy expression relaxed slightly, he nodded and looked at the soup bowl in his hand, and said, "This pheasant soup..."

The prince asked again: "How?" It was clearly an expression of waiting to see the excitement.

Yinzhen didn't answer, but said to Yunxuan: "Eighth brother, please serve me another bowl."

Prince: "..." Wait, what's wrong?This is different than expected...