Although the little "chamberlain" kneeling on the ground was well disguised, Qu Jincun thought that he still saw a trace of helplessness in [his] eyes.

As soon as his thoughts turned, he pushed back the others, walked over and helped the little chamberlain up from the ground with his own hands, and even clamped the other party's jaw with his fingers uncontrollably, forcing the little chamberlain to raise his head and face him.

"What's your name?" Qu Jincun asked in a low voice, his eyes on his thin face were surprisingly bright.

"Molly." Molly replied lightly.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also hummed lightly.

"You made the almond tofu?" He then asked.

"Your Highness, almond tofu is made by slaves," Molly said frankly and honestly.

At this moment, a very strong sense of confusion and immediacy suddenly swept through the hearts of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince again.

Have I seen you anywhere?

He silently looked up and down the little chamberlain in front of him with his eyes.

His figure is between a young child and a teenager, a little thin, with an astonishing slender waist, but his expression is neither humble nor arrogant......

"Lone is looking for a sweet," Qu Jincun let go of Molly's jaw, grabbed a handkerchief and wiped the two fingers, turned around and sat down and said indifferently, "This sweet should be very smooth, but it must not lose its toughness and chewiness; And even if it is sweet and juicy when sucking, it must not melt in the mouth, and it needs to withstand more than three tastes; This sweet can't be grown on the ground, raised in water, or grown on a tree—it's not known from any source, but you must be able to make it! ”

In the last sentence, the voice was already violent, and the prince's majesty burst out, and Molly, who had just stood for a long time, had to kneel down again.

"The slave knows." She replied softly, neither hurried nor slow.

Qu Jincun nodded with satisfaction, and then stretched out three fingers.

"Three days," he said, "is to see a semi-finished product or even a finished product in three days." ”

Molly quickly glanced up, then bowed her head neatly and stepped back.

Ren had already left, and the slender back was no longer visible, but Qu Jincun, who was sitting on the seat, stared at the direction of the [little waiter] for a long time, and did not say a word.

Most of the creamy sweets melt in your mouth, such as rose cheese.

And tough sweets have an annoying feeling of sticky teeth, such as honey melon.

It can't melt in the mouth, but it must be sweet and juicy, and it is clearly a fruit, such as a seedless sweet apricot.

But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that the raw material was not knotted on the tree......

After Molly received the order to go back, she told her master the instructions of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as usual.

The white case chef was also very scratching his head, and finally simply gave the whole thing to his apprentice, reported a sick leave by himself, and refused to get up when he lay down.

With all the authorization, Molly was able to let go of her hands.

In this level of Inception/Dream Space, Qu Jincun is a person with a deep thirst for sweetness.

He knew that he had quenched his thirst, but he refused to stop consuming sugar at all, but instead intensified it, eating the equivalent of fifteen or sixteen taels of sugar and fat flour every day.

What is this attitude?

This is an attitude of "knowing that you are going to die"!

Molly thoughtfully picked up the tribute peach, a flat and sweet fruit, fat and juicy, just gently bite the skin, the juice is three points sweeter than honey can be sucked in a big gulp, and the flesh is very flexible, not melted in the mouth, but can withstand two or three times of tongue smacking.

- Prince Qu is not ...... Want to eat this fruit-like pasta dessert?

Wrong.

After thinking about it, Molly put down the peach fruit she had taken a bite of.

If this is the case, the tribute peach is not rare, where the prince would have sent the tribute a long time ago, and he must have eaten this peach a long time ago.

Then, now let's look at the requirements put forward by Prince Qu, it shouldn't be as simple as the taste of peach.

What is it that he is holding onto?

With such harsh conditions, what kind of dim sum can be met?

A flash of light flashed through Molly's mind.

Suddenly, she bit her lip and stared at her face in disbelief, staring at her own face reflected in the water tank in the imperial dining room, as if she had seen a ghost.

Could it be, is it, is it...... What Prince Qu wants to eat is not a sweet at all, but someone's tongue?!

At this thought, Molly's face became ugly for the first time.

You see, creamy, suckable, chewy and juicy - these conditions are clearly the mouth of a beautiful woman!!

Qu Jincun, Qu Jincun, do you want to find a stunning beauty to coat her mouth and tongue with honey and offer it to you, so as to satisfy your sweet desire that is almost too much?!!