However, the picky Nangong Ping, after eating Xiao Yu's hard-earned meal, seemed to refuse to appreciate it at all:

"Well, Xiao Yu, this king has endured it for a long time, but he still decided to tell the truth. Don't you think that the soup in tonight's dinner is really too light? ”

Xiao Yu smiled and tasted it:

"Well, I guess there's a little bit of that. However, the soup at noon is about the same? ”

"The soup at noon was so salty that the king was thirsty for a long time! After spending so many ingredients, is it so difficult just to cook a soup?! ”

Nangong got up angrily and went to the stove to make some noise.

When he turned around, there was already a bowl of hot soup on the table.

Xiao Yu scoops a spoonful to taste:

Ah, the soup is thick and fresh, mellow but not greasy, and when you drink it, it teaches people to leave a fragrant tooth and cheek, and you almost swallow your tongue in your stomach.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but widen his eyes:

"Uh, what a delicious soup! Yu'er really likes it! However, since you have such a high-level skill, why do you want to hide it, but let Yu'er come over to offer ugliness? ”

Nangong Ping sneered disdainfully, and hurriedly took a spoon and scooped the soup to drink:

"You stupid woman! At the beginning, when I saw you roast chicken to eat, I saw that your special careful thinking was somewhat meaningful, and this Wang Yuan thought that he had finally found a good hand. How much, this king has a bit of a mouthful. Who knows, looking at the dishes you cook today, it's just Erer, it's really commonplace! It's hard for you to eat so happily and so sweetly! This king is really a little convinced!

Forget it, it's still the king himself, it seems to be worthy of the king's poor stomach, you better rest! Uh, will you give this king a drink a little slower? You see, it's only been such a moment, and such a big bowl of soup is about to be scooped up for all of you! The king's meal hasn't been eaten yet! ”

Xiao Yu put down the soup spoon in his hand and breathed a sigh of satisfaction:

"Well, let you have some, it's okay too. However, Yu'er has to admit that in the past few days, the biggest surprise is the soup she has drunk at the moment. Haven't you eaten yet? Yu'er felt that her stomach was a little bloated again. ”

Staring at Xiao Yu, Nangong Ping snorted coldly:

"As far as you eat, if you don't become obese like a pig in the future, you will have no reason."

"However, don't the people on this continent say that fat people are blessed and look better? It doesn't matter if I'm really fat like that, but I'm still not fat yet. Xiao Yu answered weakly on one side.

Nangong Ping glanced at Xiao Yu, who was smiling, with a disdainful face, and did not answer.

Xiao Yu was curious, and asked cautiously on the side:

"Well, since you are a prince, you must have been fine clothes and food since you were a child. But why do you make your own soup and make it so delicious? ”

Nangong Ping's face suddenly darkened again, and he didn't answer for a long time.

Afraid of stepping on his scales and causing a difficult incident, Xiao Yu decided to get up quietly and avoid this scene first.

Unexpectedly, he whispered behind her:

"Do you think it's easy and comfortable to be in the royal family? Since he was seven years old, the king left his mother, left the palace, and floated outside alone. You say cooking? If I don't learn to do it myself, I'll just go hungry. No one will pay attention to you. The more times you get hungry, the more you will be hungry. ”

Oh, this guy from the royal family, how could there be such a thing?

It's a bit similar to the experience of his previous life.

It's just that he obviously has parents, not like himself, just an orphan.

How did his parents agree?

There are many questions, crowded and hovering in his heart, but Xiao Yu doesn't dare to ask anymore.