"I said Qin Jun, this is a wild pheasant. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Yan Ying, who was in charge of singing, mentioned the old hen.

The fattest one that the old lady chooses to lay eggs is worthy of you, right?

Qin Yu sighed, "Madam, why did you take out such an expensive chicken." "Responsible for teasing.

"No, my nephew is here, so I naturally want the best. This pheasant was originally sold for 2,000 taels, but for the sake of my nephew, I will charge you 1,000 taels at half the price. ”

Qin Jun: "......"

On the pillar of the pavilion hangs a delicate bamboo plaque, which is clearly engraved with a stewed chicken, one hundred taels.

Qin Yu was very happy, which showed that his lady had a different attitude towards him and Qin Jun.

He put on a pretending that we are all fair traders, and said lightly with a smile, "Well, that sign says domestic chickens, and this is just wild pheasants, it's different." ”

Qin Jun: ......!!

Is it really good to have a chicken in front of you? Do you know that a pheasant has a tail? Is it really good that you are openly changing the tanuki for the prince and the old hen for the pheasant?

Yan Ying winked at Qin Yu, her husband is really good!

"My husband is so right, who are you Qin Jun, you are the emperor today, naturally you have to choose the best ingredients, and then make them fine, the materials used for the fine cooking are different, even the chefs are different, especially rich and handsome. She didn't have a finger at the rich and handsome chef, shook the old hen, and Huang Tengteng's chicken paw waved at Qin Yu.

Qin Jun smiled angrily, "That's right, the prince of Da Chu Yipin and the emperor's imperial uncle personally cooked, so naturally the price will be increased, and I will give 5,000 taels." ”

"It's still my nephew who can be a man, chef, let's go into the kitchen. "Yan Ying dangled the fat hen and the big fish.

Qin Yu glanced at her, and then praised her for treating him differently from Qin Jun, which would instruct her husband to go to the kitchen to work as a cook, so what about the two of them?

"What about you?" said in a cool tone.

Yan Ying's astute eyes, when she saw her husband's face, how could she not understand, and immediately said dogleggedly, "I will accompany my husband to make food, and I will be responsible for burning firewood." ”

Qin Jun watched the two of them play tricks in front of him, and his heart actually hurt, he thought that after so long, he could face it calmly, how did he know that he was deceiving himself.

He stood up, "I'll do it." I haven't had a chance to help Uncle Huang burn firewood yet. ”

Qin Yu glanced at him, and Yan Ying wanted to say, being held down by him, "Just let the imperial nephew come, the emperor will light the fire for me, well, I haven't tried it." ”

He took the chicken and fish from Yan Ying's hand, took two steps, and looked back at Qin Jun, "I heard that you are very good at cooking?"

Qin Jun hurriedly said, "There will be some." ”

Qin Yu nodded, and handed him the old hen and fish in his hand, "Then you do it, I'll burn firewood." ”

Yan Ying is happy, it doesn't matter who you do, anyway, she can be idle and wait to eat.

Qin Jun naturally didn't dare to refuse, so he took the old hen and the fish bitterly, and followed behind Qin Yu who was strutting forward.

Sadly, I gave the silver, ate the rockery, and made it myself, where is the reason!

Yan Ying sat down with a smile, poured herself tea, and waited to eat it, thinking about Qin Yu's painting style just now, she couldn't help but laugh.

Her husband has always had a black belly, but now his belly is getting darker and darker.

In the kitchen, two men with the highest status and the most handsome in Da Chu, one kills chickens, one cuts fish, one cooks, and the other burns fire.

Fortunately, the people of the world didn't see it, otherwise, the world would be in chaos, a prince who can fight only wants to kill chickens, and an emperor who can manage the country only wants to cook.

The people of Dachu: ......