At this time, the situation is special, and Zhao Qingyan naturally delays a little longer than he can. After the prince finished speaking, all the subordinates in the courtyard looked at Zhao Qingyan. For a while, the eyes with different meanings fell on Zhao Qingyan.

In the face of power, since Zhao Qingyan couldn't resist, he had to try his best to delay time for himself. Wen Qiao was suddenly called away by the soldiers, and Zhao Qingyan knew that this matter would definitely not be so simple.

"Miss Zhao?" Seeing that Zhao Qingyan had not moved for a long time, the prince's eyes sank, and he stared at her silently. "Okay." Zhao Qingyan hurriedly lowered her head, and the prince's eyes made her feel furious.

The subordinates gathered in the courtyard automatically opened a way for Zhao Qingyan. None of the subordinates in this group dared to speak, and they watched Zhao Qingyan enter the kitchen. The kitchen used for cooking in the Prince's Mansion is the size of the vestibule of the Grace Mansion.

It's still a whole courtyard, and one of them alone is so big, I don't know what the other rooms are like. Zhao Qingyan's gaze first circled around the entire kitchen, and the two rows of long tables in the middle were used to chop vegetables.

There are vegetable piers every half a meter on it, and on both sides of the window are many plates and kitchen utensils, and on the other two sides are stoves for cooking. Just one kitchen in this prince's mansion is enough to stir up the crowd.

The figure of the prince suddenly appeared by the kitchen door, he held his hands in his arms, and looked at Zhao Qingyan who was standing in a daze for a long time, and he suddenly asked, "Do you still need help?" This voice is as gentle as water, and those who don't know really think that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a gentle person today.

Zhao Qingyanfu, who was standing in place, froze all over her body when she heard this voice, and even felt that the blood on her body was cold at this moment. She turned her neck stiffly, inhaling and exhaling.

It was probably because she was too deliberate, and the gentle expression on the prince's face gradually froze. "No need for His Royal Highness the Prince, I can come by myself." Zhao Qingyan hurriedly deliberately made a laughing expression and remedied himself.

The prince nodded silently, and the next person brought a chair, so he did so by the door, personally guarding Zhao Qingyan.

Now that Zhao Qingyan is already in the Prince's Mansion, she is trying her best to control her fearful emotions. She only hopes that Wen Wen can come back soon, otherwise she really won't be able to get out of this prince's mansion!

There are many dishes in the kitchen, and Zhao Qingyan desperately said to himself in his heart to calm down. She walked to the place where the food was put and did what she liked and was best at, and she finally calmed down from her panicked mood.

There are a lot of dishes in the kitchen in the prince's mansion, whether it is vegetables or meat, Zhao Qingyan can think of everything. Seeing these dishes in the kitchen that had not yet been processed, perhaps because of his mood, Zhao Qingyan gradually felt that he was hungry.

She stood still and looked at the dishes that she had for a while, and finally chose a piece of ribs that had been processed. After choosing the ribs, Zhao Qingyan walked to the place where the vegetables were stacked.

At this time, it was long summer, but Zhao Qingyan saw a few white radishes that were only available in winter from the vegetable pile. She already had a plan in her heart to make a dish, so she took two white radishes without hesitation.

Next, she chose several spices such as garlic and ginger. The prince, who moved a chair and sat by the door, gradually became a little puzzled from Zhao Qingyan's series of actions, could it be that she really knew how to cook?

The average daughter doesn't know how to cook, even if she can cook, and the cooking time can be counted on one hand. They are noble by nature, and they have always disdained things like cooking.

The prince looked at it, and his posture slowly changed. At this time, he did not have the temperament of a person of noble status. He folded one leg on top of the other, his back slightly bent, his chin slightly lowered, and the elbow of one hand rested on his knee, while the palm of his hand dragged directly on his chin.

He kept staring at Zhao Qingyan, but at this time, he couldn't help but have doubts about himself. Maybe Zhao Qingyan's words just now were not fake, she really knows how to cook, and she really only likes to eat what she makes?

In front of a vegetable mound in the kitchen of the Prince's Mansion, Zhao Qingyan first used a kitchen knife to chop the whole ribs into small pieces. She found a bowl and put the ribs that had all been chopped into small pieces.

She added half a bowl of water to soak the ribs, then walked over to the stove and lit the fire. The prince by the door looked at it and gradually became interested, he walked to Zhao Qingyan's side, and after looking at it for a while, he asked, "What are you going to do here?"

Zhao Qingyan, who was immersed in her own world, was pulled back by the prince, a trace of doubt flashed on her face, and she asked in a nasal voice, "Huh?"

The prince has lived for more than 20 years, and Zhao Qingyan in front of him is the first person who dares to tell him like this. The crown prince inexplicably felt that his majesty had been violated, and he stood there with a cold face and did not speak. Without waiting for an answer, Zhao Qingyan glanced at the prince suspiciously.

Immediately receiving the prince's cold look, Zhao Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and then realized what she had done, she laughed, and remedied her offense just now: "Wait for me to do a good job later, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will know." If you don't dislike it, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can also taste it. ”

The prince was pleased by Zhao Qingyan's kind words, and even nodded in agreement.

Zhao Qingyan added water to the pot, and she burned the fire in the stove very fiercely, and after a while, the water in the pot rolled out bubbles. Zhao Qingyan turned around and drained the ribs that had been chopped into small pieces just now out of the water, and then poured them directly into the boiling water.

She added a teaspoon of salt to the water, covered the pot and resumed cooking. While cooking the ribs, she first washed the two white radishes and cut them into small pieces, and then prepared the ingredients. After about a stick of incense, the pork ribs are eight or nine ripe.

Zhao Qingyan scooped the ribs out of the kettle and lit another pot on fire. After burning for a few seconds, Zhao Qingyan reached into the pot and felt the temperature. Thinking that the temperature was almost over, she scooped a spoonful of oil with a spatula, and as soon as she poured it into the pot, it made a loud splash.

First poured in the chopped garlic, ginger and several other spices and stir-fried, after stir-frying the fragrance, Zhao Qingyan directly poured the boiled pork ribs into the pot and stir-fried. The fragrance emitted made the eyes of the prince next to him widen.

He has been accustomed to eating delicacies from the mountains and the sea since he was a child, and this is the first time he has seen others cook. After frying the ribs for a while, Zhao Qingyan found another casserole, she transferred the ribs to the casserole, added the chopped white radish, added half a pot of water, and put it on the stove to simmer over low heat.

Her dish is the simplest and most homely stewed pork ribs, although the recipe is simple, the stewed pork ribs need to be slowly simmered over low heat to bring out its unique taste.

This gave Zhao Qingyan a little more time to delay.