Ye Xiaohua pushed the door in, and Ling Muchen's old god was sitting there, "Lord Wang, your medicine hasn't been boiled yet." ”

"Besides, now is not the time to take medicine."

Ling Muchen smiled slightly, "Who said I was going to take medicine?" This king is not sick, don't you know? ”

Ye Xiaohua really regretted that she knew, "Then the prince, you called me here to ......"

"Have you seen the shops and workshops? What do you think? ”

It turned out to be for this, Ye Xiaohua nodded, "It's good, it's really the prince, and it's the best shop on the whole street as soon as he makes a move." ”

"Just know the location, I've already prepared everything you asked me to prepare, when will you do it?"

In fact, Ling Muchen was not trying to make money, his curiosity was also aroused by Ye Xiaohua, and he said it so wildly, he also wanted to see this magical glass.

"Tomorrow."

"Well, good tomorrow, this king is hungry, you go and make me something to eat." Ling Muchen said calmly.

"Lord Wang, I seem to be Lang Zhong who treats you?" Ye Xiaohua reminded with a smile.

"yes, but so what? The king is hungry. Ling Muchen insisted, "Don't you want to go out?" ”

"It's like I can go out." Ye Xiaohua muttered quietly.

Ling Muchen felt that she hadn't been back for a few days, although she had already sent someone to deliver a letter to her home, but she still let her go back to see it in person to feel at ease.

"When I'm full and in a good mood, maybe I'll agree?"

Ye Xiaohua knew that she was not qualified to bargain with him, "I hope you have a good meal." ”

has had more contact with him, and Ye Xiaohua is not so afraid of him, what's wrong with the prince, isn't he also a person?

Ye Xiaohua appeared in the kitchen again, and the cooks hula came up, and the little prince ate the dishes she made in the past few days, and no one else ate them, and the cooks were both happy and disappointed.

The happy thing is that you don't have to work, and the loss is that it will go on like this for a long time, and I'm afraid that your job will be gone.

"Xiao Hualangzhong, what are you going to do today?" Chef Zhang was the first to ask.

Ye Xiaohua really hadn't thought about it, after so many days, she still hadn't figured out Ling Muchen's taste, but he didn't eat much, and his taste was tricky, and the delicacies of the mountains and seas were no different from ordinary home-cooked meals in his place.

These days, in order to save her life, she tried her best to meet his request to let her cook, and today she looked at the shop, and she was happy, and she hadn't eaten dumplings for a long time.

"Making dumplings? Don't don't, Xiao Hualangzhong, our prince doesn't like to eat dumplings. Chef Zhang hurriedly stopped.

Xiaohua is her pseudonym, otherwise as soon as she reports her real name, I'm afraid no one will know that she is a woman.

"He just asked me to cook, and he didn't say let me cook his favorite food?" Ye Xiaohua said, the Great Demon King did say so.

He loves to eat but not to eat, and he doesn't eat and pull down.

Chef Zhang bared his teeth and looked shocked and frightened, "Xiao Hualangzhong, why don't you change it." ”

"No!" Ye Xiaohua insisted: "I want to eat dumplings today." ”

Does she want to eat?

The cooks looked at each other, and the necks of people with skills were harder than everyone's.

So not afraid of death.

If you want to do it, you can't stop it anyway.

Ye Xiaohua commanded the cooks to help make noodles and chop meat filling.

After a few days, everyone knew that Ye Xiaohua could make some very strange but delicious dishes, so everyone was looking forward to her method of making dumplings, but the process of rolling the dough and adjusting the filling was the same as what they did, could it be that she really wanted to make ordinary dumplings?

Dumplings are dumplings, but Ye Xiaohua also put some thought into it, and this thought was spent on the pattern of the bag.

还别说，这些厨子们的擀的饺子皮比她的还要好，又圆又薄，所以才能让她包出各种各样的形状。

Not only that, but she also mixed carrot juice and spinach juice into the dough to make colorful dumplings.

At first, the cooks thought it was unremarkable, but when the various and colorful dumplings came out of the pot, everyone's eyes were glazed.

Chef Zhang, who had been dissuaded before, couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said loudly: "Where are these dumplings, I can't even bear to eat such a beautiful thing." ”

"Why didn't I think of juicing those vegetables to match the color? Terrible. ”

"That little hand is more flexible than my daughter's hand."

Listening to the praise, Ye Xiaohua asked Chef Zhang to taste it, but Chef Zhang didn't bother to blow it, and swallowed it in his mouth.

However, ordinary dumplings with meat will also test the water, but this one is different, there is a lot of soup, and it is delicious.

The taste of the soup is more delicious than the meat filling, and the skin of the dumplings is thin, and when you shake the dumplings gently, the soup inside is swaying, but it is not broken.

Only now did they decide that this was no ordinary dumpling.

It's not just delicious, it's beautiful, it's fun.

But I just don't know if the little prince who has never liked to eat dumplings likes to eat them.

This is Ye Xiaohua's favorite soup dumplings, I wanted to make sour soup dumplings, but I saw that there happened to be boiled skin jelly here, so I used it.

The soup dumplings were to be eaten while they were hot, so she took them to Ling Muchen, if he didn't like to eat them, it would be cheaper for her.

After she left, she left a room of people with big mouths, "Lao Zhang, what is the origin of this kid, why are ordinary things so good-looking and delicious after passing through her hands?" ”

Chef Zhang shook his head, "Where do I know, I also want to know, look at people, teenagers, just so powerful, we old guys, we are really going to have no face to see people." ”

I don't know who added, "The key is not only to make food, but also to see a doctor, do you say that people are angry?" ”

Everyone nodded in unison, "Angry!" ”

Ye Xiaohua entered Ling Muchen's room with the cage drawer, Ling Muchen was a little impatient, and couldn't wait to open the lid, seeing that it was a colorful dumpling, he sneered, "Didn't the people in the kitchen tell you, don't I eat dumplings?" ”

"Said it!" Leaf small flower road.

"You still do it?" Ling Muchen asked in a deep voice.

"You didn't tell me to make your favorite food, did you? Besides, I don't know what you like to eat? If you really don't like this, then you might as well let the villain do it for you, and I'll go to the kitchen and ask them to prepare some of your favorite food. ”

Ling Muchen knew that she did it on purpose, but her craftsmanship had never disappointed her these days, and as for this colorful dumpling, it was indeed interesting to look at.

So, he picked one up and reluctantly tasted one.

The feeling of the juice bursting between your mouths is wonderful, and the taste is better than ever.

Ling Muchen felt that if all the dumplings could be made so delicious and beautiful, he shouldn't be disgusted.