Chapter 216: Cooking Yourself
He witnessed the nurse who took care of him mistakenly ate the food that should have eaten him and fell to the ground.
One can imagine how hurtful and devastating this was to the young man.
For some time after that, he shut himself off and didn't want to have any more contact with people.
Whenever someone from the palace brought a meal, he would secretly throw it away, and then take out the ingredients and cooking utensils that had been hidden in the ring, and secretly make some food to satisfy his stomach.
It lasted until Shadowgate's most loyal subordinates came to the palace to pick him up, and he didn't get out of trouble.
As for why he didn't seek help from his biological father, the reason is not mentioned for the time being.
After returning to the Shadow Gate, he lived a normal life, but due to his age and the lingering fear in his heart, the habit of cooking by himself was also retained.
However, due to the busy business in the door, there are few opportunities to cook by himself, and there are not many meals that can be used, the most of which is porridge, not only because the porridge is simple and does not take a long time, but also because the first meal he made by himself was porridge.
His mother is the master of the Shadow Gate, and his father is Emperor Xuanyuan, so he naturally has to stretch out his hands and eat to open his mouth, where can he cook.
But he was too old, and even though he was enlightened too early in his cultivation, he couldn't do it without eating food, so he had no choice but to try his best, otherwise he would have to eat raw......
He thought about it in the face of many ingredients, and finally chose Ling Rice, which is the easiest to cook, with a single ingredient and can fill his stomach.
After making up his mind, he began to try his hand at a young age.
But the first time he cooked spiritual rice, he didn't know how much spiritual rice and how much water to put in it, and the result was naturally expected, and the spiritual rice 'became' into 'thin spiritual rice', or it couldn't be thinner.
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Straight to the point......
Xuanyuan Heng was outside the tent, skillfully cooking porridge on the fire, and putting some diced vegetables and shredded meat, of course, he did not forget to release the breath of Lingxuan, in case the spirit beast that did not win the long-eyed approach.
It didn't take long for Xuanyuan Heng to enter the tent with a steaming pot of shredded porridge with green vegetables and meat.
The amount of shredded meat and vegetables is just right, and the heat is also very well controlled, and the whole tent is filled with fragrance.
Mu Qianqian sniffed lightly, and her stomach also screamed twice with a 'grunt', and she said with a look of surprise: "Brother Xuanyuan is too modest, if this kind of craftsmanship is only 'a little', then the chefs in the restaurant will not live." ”。
This is the first time Xuanyuan Heng has cooked for others, and when he heard her praise, the sense of accomplishment in his heart was quite satisfied, and the corners of his lips were greatly raised, and he said curtly: "I'm not afraid of Brother Su's jokes, and I will only make porridge." ”。
"Oh?" Mu Qianqian glanced at him curiously, took out two delicate bowls and spoons from the ring, and continued to ask, "Could it be that Brother Xuanyuan has a preference for porridge?" ”。
Xuanyuan Heng consciously put a bowl of porridge for her, put it in front of her, and smiled in a low voice, "It's not that I like it, it's just that because cooking porridge is easy to learn and the ingredients are simple, I often go out alone, sometimes I inevitably get tired of dry food, and occasionally I want to eat hot." ”。
One of the reasons why Xuanyuan Heng chose to cook porridge for her was because he wanted her to eat some hot meals when she was injured rather than dry food.
The second is that because of the injury to her right shoulder, it is inconvenient to hold chopsticks, while the spoon in her left hand is relatively simple.
The third is naturally due to the limitations of his cooking skills, and the porridge is the best at it.