Chapter 20 of the first handful of fried chicken nuggets

Although Xiao Qian was dumbfounded, he didn't dare to disobey the emperor's uncle, and turned back as he walked.

Jiang Ning beckoned: "Xiao Qian, come." ”

"Little auntie, I'm here!" Xiao Qian's eyes lit up, and he immediately broke away from Uncle Huang's hand.

Li Hongyuan: "......"

Stinky boy.

The eldest prince died when the child was two years old, and he has been with him ever since.

At that time, Li Hongyuan himself was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was still a half-old boy. Inside and out, they are holding a little boy carved in pink.

It has almost become a scene in Chang'an City.

The relationship between the two is said to be uncle and nephew, and there is no difference between father and son.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, the "son" was captured by Jiang Ning.

As soon as the people called softly, he did not hesitate to leave himself and run away.

Jiang Ning was surrounded like this and returned to King Yu's Mansion.

Jiang Ning opened the warehouse, turned out the pile of treasures in the basket, gave Jiang Yi calligraphy and paintings, gave Jiang Yuan a paperweight stone, and gave Jiang Yan a pen wash.

They are all extremely precious good things.

It is said that Jiang Yan's pen wash is from Ru kiln, and it is worth at least five or six hundred taels of silver.

After sending them all away, Huang Ying smiled: "The girl is really generous. ”

Jiang Ning said: "These things are also put on the shelf in vain, so it's better for everyone to enjoy them together." Whether it is family or friendship, it must be carefully maintained. Who is born to be good to you? ”

"It's still the girl's thoughts." Huang Ying sorted out her clothes and sighed, "It's just that I'm back this time." The prince's Teng people and widows, I'm afraid that they will come to block the girl again. ”

"Blockage?" Jiang Ning smiled, "I don't like to deal with them, it's really troublesome, it's hard to say who will block whom." ”

Xiao Qian ran over and took Jiang Ning's hand: "Little aunt, I'm hungry." I want to eat fried pancakes made by my little aunt. ”

Jiang Ning scratched his little nose: "You are the emperor's grandson, so why do you want to be so good?" Auntie will cook a lot of delicious food. ”

There is no condition for fried oil cakes, and now that they have entered the Yuwang Mansion, how can they still eat that.

The left and right were also idle, so Jiang Ning rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen.

The cooks in the kitchen didn't know what to do.

The princess cooks herself?

I'm still pregnant.

I don't dare.

The kitchen steward hurried to report to Li Hongyuan.

Li Hongyuan was dealing with a few errands sent by the emperor, and when he heard this, he said: "She can do whatever she wants, as long as she doesn't leave the palace." ”

"However, the princess wants to give food to His Royal Highness."

"It's strange that a picky eater like Xiaoqian is willing to eat what she makes." Li Hong didn't care, "Let her toss." ”

The cooks had to vacate the kitchen.

Let the princess toss.

Everyone couldn't help but mutter.

What can she cook?

Can I eat what I made?

Stop burning the kitchen.

But soon, they shut up.

Because the smell wafted from the kitchen.

The crispy smell of the oil makes people drool uncontrollably.

A moment later, the yellow warbler came out with a small pot.

Jiang Ning then came out and said with a smile: "Xiao Qian, try it." ”

Li Tingqian looked at the yellow and fragrant things in the basin, and asked curiously: "Is this also an oil cake?" ”

"You taste it." Jiang Ning took a piece, blew it, and handed it to him.

Li Tingqian took a bite, and his eyes lit up.

"Little auntie, what is this? Delicious. ”

"Fried chicken nuggets." Jiang Ning looked at him with a smile.

How can a child refuse to get a hamburger fried chicken?

It's a pity that the conditions are limited, otherwise it would be better to get another glass of Coke.

Li Tingqian ate four or five pieces in a row, and the eyes of the cooks and servants around him were straight.

The little emperor has always had a poor appetite, picky eater, and does not like to eat.