In response, Murong Chuge leaned back in his chair, knocked on the table and said, "Is it Bu Jinyu of Cuiwei Pavilion?" That kid became your chef? Heh, at the last birthday banquet, you made that bowl of rice porridge? ”

"Yes." Thinking of Feng Qing'er taking what she made for the emperor to eat, Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, there have been so many emperors throughout the ages, which one can be worthy of his own heart, and he can't pass the level of anger, if this bowl of rice porridge is placed now, it will definitely be the pinnacle of the culinary world, but it's a pity how can people here know.

The essence in his eyes flashed, and Murong Chuge said softly: "It's just right, Your Highness is in a good mood today, you can make something here." It just so happens that the clothes on this body are dirty, and it doesn't smell like a cloudy one. But His Royal Highness is very sympathetic to Cangyun, and he is with you all day long, and he is not afraid of stinking? ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has taught me that the taste of my food is better than that of being surrounded by dogs every day." Dare to scold her for smelling all over, Feng Xiaoxiao raised his eyebrows and responded coldly. There are so many lackeys in the palace, and the smell of dogs is really heavy.

Murong Chuge sneered, "That's right, otherwise how could I find your taste?" ”

……

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to tear Murong Chuge's mouth, she insinuated that Murong Chuge was a dog, but she didn't expect this kid to dare to say that she was! After a pause, Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and said: "Smell the smell of me here, I don't want to fill my stomach yet, Your Highness can rest assured, the food that Your Highness eats today is counted on my head, you can eat as much as you want, until you are satisfied." ”

"Hmph, the temperature in Cen Cheng is too hot, and His Highness doesn't want to eat hot dishes. Recently, my throat has been uncomfortable, and I hate to eat things that are too cold. Forget jì said, His Royal Highness is a picky eater, and he doesn't eat anything with a heavy taste, don't eat anything too sweet, and don't want anything too sour. Carrots are what I hate the most, green peppers, and onions. As for dried tofu, tofu skin, tofu and the like, I hate things that disgusting, I don't want any. Murong Chuge frowned and said with a straight face.

Then you eat!

Feng Xiaoxiao has already scolded countless times in his heart, rolled his eyes countless times, this uncle is simply more difficult to serve than a burning stick, he doesn't want to eat cooked food, there is nothing to cook cold dishes, he is actually picky eaters to the point of almost not eating anything, and he is also quite hard. Don't want sweet and sour, the heavy taste of spicy must have no choice, the most important thing about cold dishes is these tastes, I didn't expect them all to be picked on by her.

Rubbing her head with a headache, Feng Xiaoxiao really wanted to kick Murong Chuge out, such an eight-woman prince, how bitter it should be for the people to be the emperor, she chattered every day, just cooking had to stump a group of people, she really suspected that Murong Chuge had brought all the cooks along the way, and changed the way to cook food for him every day.

Eat the and go!

"Do you hear, I don't want to eat any of the above things, you can do it, what to do, if you make it in half an hour, I can still eat a few bites, if the hour passes, I'm afraid my stomach will change its mind again." Murong Chuge said coldly, glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao, who was full of black lines on his face, and was already happy in his heart. Such a stupid woman, who dares to fight him, is simply looking for death!

Hurriedly arched his hand, the corners of Feng Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched and replied: "Obey, His Royal Highness the Prince, please wait for a while, let Xiao Xiao prepare for a while." ”

"It doesn't matter how long you prepare, if Your Highness doesn't want to eat it, you can wait and do it again." Murong Chuge said proudly, banging on the table, but to admire the monks around him, those strange moves, he couldn't guess for a while.

Retreated, Feng Xiaoxiao went directly to the backyard, "Let's eat, Murong Chuge." Picky eater, really when you are a three-year-old child, you don't eat this or that, if you were thrown into the war era, you would have been shot a long time ago, what so much nonsense. ”

"What's wrong?" Bu Jinyu, who was in charge, wiped the sweat from his forehead, he had been busy in the backyard, and he didn't know that the crown prince Murong Chuge had come to the hotel.

Rubbing his temples with a headache, Feng Xiaoxiao said depressedly: "The prince is here, he doesn't eat anything, and he forces me to cook something for him, what do you say?" "Say all Murong Chuge's requirements, Bu Jinyu is depressed and half dead, these requirements are really picky, almost the rhythm of drinking air, what to feed Murong Chuge.

"He's here to find trouble, I don't think he's here to eat." Bu Jinyu frowned and said.

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't cry or laugh even more, and said helplessly: "I was looking for trouble, just settle it now, what good way do you have to temporarily restrain him?" ”

“…… No. Bu Jinyu cried with a sad face, and could only smile awkwardly. If this is an exam question, there is really no way to solve it.

One head and two big, Feng Xiaoxiao directly smashed his fist on the trunk of the tree, and couldn't help but roar angrily: "Come on, come on, what are you doing with so many famous halls, damn it, God, you remind me what to do, I ...... Ouch! ”

Without waiting for Feng Xiaoxiao to finish speaking, the persimmon on the branch shook and smashed directly on her head. Fortunately, the persimmon was ripe and not so painful to smash down, but this also made the persimmon explode on Feng Xiaoxiao's head, and the sticky red juice flowed down her hair, dripping down.

"Poof...... People are unlucky, and even trees bully me. Feng Xiaoxiao helplessly wiped the persimmon on his head, and when he saw the cold persimmon in his hand, the light in his black eyes flashed, wait, just now Murong Chuge complained that the weather in Cen Cheng was too hot and he didn't want to eat hot food, and then said that his throat was uncomfortable and he couldn't eat anything too cold. Just because something too cold doesn't mean you exclude cold drinks with a great taste.

The boy tinkered for a long time, and he didn't want to eat any food, but he didn't refuse such a fruit. What he wants to see is how ugly he is, who would have thought that fruits can be made into all kinds of delicacies, and a little zuò in this weather will have unexpected effects.

Okay, since it's what you ask, then I'll do as you ask!

Pinching the persimmon in his hand, Feng Xiaoxiao said in a low voice: "Jin Yu, please help me prepare some materials, send them to this room in Shaolin as much as possible, and I'll go and freshen up." ”

At the same time, Murong Chuge, who was waiting in the room, stared at the person on the screen with a pair of eyes, and those unfolded moves made his heart tremble, after watching it for so long, he actually didn't have any way to crack the combo above, even if he only broke a dozen moves, he would still trap himself in the back.

How could it be...... In the small restaurant, this peerless move is actually hidden, but unfortunately there is no magic formula on it, otherwise he must have tried his best to plunder all the things here. Feng Xiaoxiao, why did you have such a change, the things here, just take them out, are enough to make people crazy.

This book is from the Book King