The two of them entered the back room hand in hand, and the fourth elder brother sat down, still thinking about the affairs of the palace - when he left, Huang Ama seemed to have left the prince behind.

What do you want to do with it?

Could it be that Huang Ama gave his song to the crown prince?

The fourth elder brother thought about it here, and the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, and gradually felt that his head was a little numb, and then when he looked up, he saw that the minions didn't know when all the dishes had been served.

Tonight's dish was all chili flavour – a cold noodle with shredded chicken and chili mixed with shredded chicken and cucumber, sauce, and a little red oil.

Chili powder, white sesame seeds, Sichuan pepper powder, chopped peanuts, green onions, and ginger are all piled on top - this is not stirred yet.

Qing Yang sent the chopsticks up, Ning Ying held the cuffs with one hand, and clenched the chopsticks with the other hand and began to stir.

She used her hands to block it while stirring, for fear that there would be too much sesame oil in it, and it would splash out and stain the clothes of the fourth elder brother.

When it was stirred, the fragrance of pepper and hemp overflowed, although the fourth elder brother didn't put his mind on the food, but as soon as he was washed by the taste, his saliva came out.

This is noodles that can be used as an appetizer as well as a staple dish.

The other dish is Thai-style pepper sesame chicken.

Its practical chicken breast can also be cooked, but the chicken thigh meat is more delicious-—— Ning Ying specially used two large chicken thighs, patted them soft with the back of a knife, and with black pepper and salt, they marinated a stick of incense before putting them in the pot.

Put the chicken skin side down, fry the chicken fat over low heat, and continue to fry the fragrant chicken fat again.

Fry until the chicken is fully cooked.

Then the sauce of this pepper sesame chicken is made with minced garlic, chopped green onions, chili sugar, light soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, Sichuan peppercorns, plus Thai lemon juice, Thai chutney.

Finally, the essential is the soul cucumber shreds - it tastes as if it is in Southeast Asia, full of rich and refreshing flavor.

While eating, the fourth elder brother used chopsticks to push the peppercorns aside, and gave Ning Ying a chopstick of chicken, and said with concern: "Ying'er also eat more." ”

Ning Ying smiled and picked up the chopsticks and chicken he gave him and ate it, but he didn't expect that there were two peppercorns in the middle.

Then she was unfortunate enough to crush the peppercorns.

Suddenly, Ning Ying's mouth was so numb that she couldn't feel it all of a sudden—she couldn't tell the difference between sweet, salty, bitter and spicy.

She inhaled with a sad face, and reached out to get the narrator's teacup, but the teacup had just finished drinking, Ting'er held the teapot and poured water behind it, and she couldn't come for a while.

Qing Yang saw it on the side, and hurriedly served soup to Ning Ying.

Seeing this, the fourth elder brother handed over half a cup of tea in his hand.

Ning Ying drank it in one gulp, only to feel that her tongue was her own again.

What a hempness!

It didn't take long for a Thai-style pepper sesame chicken to see the bottom of the plate in a blink of an eye, and the fourth elder brother couldn't put down the chopsticks yet, and while taking the hot handkerchief to wipe his mouth, he said that although the pepper is delicious, it is still enough in the future, don't put so much.

After all, Sichuan pepper is warm and slightly toxic, and it is easy to get angry if you eat too much.

Ning Ying responded, nodded obediently, and complained silently in her heart: Then you still eat!

Still eating so much......

At the end of the year, there were a lot of things, and after dinner, the fourth elder brother was originally going to go back to the study in the front yard, but as soon as he arrived in the yard, he saw the little wonton lying on the threshold of the stove room, slightly leaning up the little dog's head, hanging down his two front legs and swaying leisurely.

The ink marks circled around in a low voice - not at all like the usual cold look.

The little eunuch next to him, who was in charge of taking care of the ink marks on weekdays, shouted one after another, but the ink marks didn't pay attention to it at all, and all his eyes were fixed on the little wonton.

The fourth elder brother looked funny, stood in place, and looked at it thoughtfully for a moment, but the night wind blew and swished.

He didn't plan to go away either—let the minions go to the front study and bring back the books he was going to read.

Then Ning Ying was here, and ordered the minions to prepare hot water.

After the two of them took a bath, they changed into clean underwear, the fourth elder brother sat at the table and read a book, and Ning Ying lay on the bed and read the booklet of new clothes.

The atmosphere in the house is very harmonious.

After almost an hour, Ning Ying felt like eating again.

In fact, her stomach was not hungry, but her mouth had no taste, so she asked Qingyang to heat up the cheese rice balls she made in the afternoon and bring them in.

There is teriyaki juice in the rice ball, which has been fully absorbed by the rice at this time, and it is sweet, fragrant, and rich, but it is even better than when it was first made.

Ning Ying took a bite of the rice ball, chewed and flipped through a page of the flower booklet, and happily supported her chin with her hand, shaking her head.

As she was looking at it, she felt a slight sinking on her shoulder, and a hand was placed firmly on her shoulder.

You don't have to look back to know who this is.

Ning Ying grinned and stretched out her hand, covering the back of that hand, and then was held by that hand in turn.

The fourth elder brother smiled and pressed her head, kissed her the top of the head, and then caught a glimpse of the narrator's plate containing cheese rice balls.

The fourth elder brother didn't think about it, so he naturally reached out and took one.

It's still hot, and the rice is clear and sticky.

When it was delivered to his mouth, he had some reaction: It's so late, and he is still eating nonsense!

And not hungry.

Maybe that's how people are – if someone next to you has been eating and drinking, then you won't feel guilty about eating some yourself.

He shook his head, swallowed the rice ball in his mouth with three strokes and five divisions, and then called for the servants to come in and clean up the dishes.

Ning Ying's bottom line as a foodie was challenged at once!

She slipped up and got up, hugged his arm, and stretched out her hand in pain, "Master! Let me eat a little more! ”

The fourth elder brother shook his head very seriously: "It's so late, if you eat again, you will accumulate food, which is not good for your body." ”

Ning Ying sighed, let go of her hand, lowered her head, put her hands behind her back, and glanced at the fourth elder brother pitifully from between her eyelashes.

One look, one look at another.

The fourth elder brother had no choice but to let the minions stop.

He went over, personally picked up chopsticks, sandwiched a rice ball, and fed it to Ning Ying's mouth, seeing that her eyes narrowed into crescents with a smile, he pinched her mouth and said seriously: "Don't take it as an example." ”

Ning Ying nodded at him with a smile on her face.

After rinsing her mouth, when the minions had all gone out and the lights were out, Ning Ying was tossing and turning in the quilt.

As soon as the fourth elder brother stretched out his hand, he took her into his arms and said, "Sleep obediently!" ”

Ning Ying stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around his neck, and whispered softly in his ear: "Master, the way you looked when you were serious just now is very good-looking." ”

The fourth elder brother wanted to endure it, but he couldn't hold back, and the corners of his lips were still curled.

He was in the quilt, stretched out his hand and gently punched her waistcoat on the back of her waist, and said hatefully: "Sycophant! ”

Ye is planted in your hands.