Yang Can stiffened his head and brought the plate of black things in.

An Chengluo frowned and wondered, "What is this?" ”

Yang Can beat a drum in his heart and responded: "Back to the prince, this is a roasted sweet potato." ”

An Chengluo was silent, frowned, and said, "What is a sweet potato?" ”

"Sweet potatoes are a kind of food that is very popular among the people, they can satisfy their hunger, and the taste is also very fragrant, so the prince can taste it." Yang Can thought for a moment and explained.

Can't you tell the prince that this is the most worthless thing in the people?

Of course not, he still wants his head to be around his neck.

Wu Qing, who was on the side, couldn't help but add: "Lord Wang, the silk drawing gold bricks that I ate in Jingshi are made of sweet potatoes. ”

As soon as Wu Qing said this, An Chengluo suddenly became stunned.

Concubine Ling likes sweets, and he has eaten the silk gold brick many times, but the silk gold brick is made golden, and it tastes sweet and greasy, how is the same thing, when it comes to the roasted sweet potato here, it becomes black, and it can't be seen at all.

Yang Can threw a grateful look at Wu Qing, this black-faced man has always looked like a living person on weekdays, he didn't expect that at this critical moment, he would actually help him, otherwise he wouldn't know how to explain to the eleventh prince.

Look at the name of the people, the silk gold brick, as soon as you hear it, it will be high-end and high-grade, not to mention who would have thought that it is the most ordinary sweet potato.

An Chengluo flicked the black roasted sweet potato, he was thinking about how to eat something like this?

Yang Can seemed to see An Chengluo's embarrassment, and stepped forward to break the few black roasted sweet potatoes, and An Chengluo suddenly felt a burst of fragrance coming to his nose.

An Cheng raised his eyebrows, it seemed to be good, except for the black thing wrapped outside, the meat inside was purple, which was rare and rare, and he remembered that the silk gold bricks he ate in Jingshi seemed to be golden.

An Chengluo picked the purple sweet potato meat, this thing can't be poisonous, right?

Yang Can looked at it with blank eyes, and the eleventh prince looked at the roasted sweet potato, but he didn't eat it for a long time, could it be disgusting?

He should have known that this sweet potato couldn't be brought in, so it's okay, if he angers the eleventh prince, isn't he the one who is unlucky!

An Chengluo nodded secretly, Yang Can was still a little self-aware, and he should be punished.

How many days had passed, and there was not even a dish to offset his sleep time, and he was already impatient with it.

I have been holding my breath for a long time, I am worried about where to attack, I really dream that someone will send a pillow, this Yang Can is still quite good, Yang Can should be allowed to get his wish, if this sweet potato is not agreeable, pull Yang Can out and beat it first.

Whether it agrees or not, you should try it first to know.

Clamped a piece and put it in his mouth, An Chengluo suddenly froze.

Yang Can's whole heart was raised, why didn't the eleventh prince react after eating?

There was a soft "click", and I saw the chopsticks in An Chengluo's hand folded into two parts.

An Chengluo's body shook slightly, pursed his lips and asked, "Where is the person who makes this sweet potato?" ”

"In ...... I'm waiting outside. Yang Can replied in a trembling voice.

"Let him in." An Chengluo said in a deep voice.

Not for anything else, but for the impact of his heart.

[Congratulations to the little master, successfully upgraded [Apocalypse Ace Support System]]

[Level: Level 3]

[Level Upgrade Description: Sleeping for 3,000 hours can unlock the next level, and reading the books in the Thousand Worlds Library can reduce the corresponding sleep time]

【Upgrade Gift: Thousand Worlds Library (1st Floor)】

[New Skill: Dream or Fantasy]

Yang Can looked at An Chengluo in amazement, then at Wu Qing, and finally hugged his fists and said yes.

After a while, he brought a young man in coarse linen clothes.

As soon as the young man entered the door, he didn't care who was in the room, he knelt on his knees, bowed his head and said, "Du Xiaoqi, grass people, meet the eleventh prince." ”

An Chengluo looked down at Du Xiaoqi and pondered for a long time before he said, "You made this roasted sweet potato?" ”

This cook is surprisingly young!

After eating for so many days, he has never eaten any high-end food that can offset his sleep time, and this roasted sweet potato makes him directly break through the upgrade, how can he not be surprised.

Du Xiaoqi replied loudly: "Back to the prince, yes." ”

An Chengluo nodded slightly and asked, "You tell this king, why is this sweet potato purple?" ”

This is a question he still wants to know.

Du Xiaoqi hesitated for a moment and replied: "Lord Wang, this is not called sweet potato, it is called purple potato." ”

An Chengluo raised his eyebrows.

Du Xiaoqi continued: "The ancestors of the grass people were businessmen, and in the past, the grandfather of the grass people often went to foreign countries to deliver goods, and this purple potato was brought back from the foreign country by the grandfather of the grass people, and this kind of purple potato was planted in the grass people's house. ”

Du Xiaoqi said neither humbly nor arrogantly, without the slightest trace of timidity or shyness, which made An Chengluo feel quite magical.

In the past, everyone who saw him, who was not respectful, like Du Xiaoqi, did not seem to be afraid of his identity.

Obviously just a teenager, but he is not surprised, if he is trained well, he is not a talent.

While Du Xiaoqi looked at An Chengluo, he also secretly raised his eyes and looked at An Chengluo a few times.

It's okay not to look at it, this look, Du Xiaoqi's eyes couldn't help but light up, and even his breathing was slightly stagnant.

It turns out that this is the prince!

Is the prince so good-looking?

The eleventh prince is the best-looking person he has ever seen.

An Chengluo's heart suddenly felt happy, this kid's vision is worthy of praise.

I saw him wave his big hand and said, "Wu Qing, reward." ”

Wu Qing nodded yes, took out a gold ingot from his arms, and handed it to Du Xiaoqi, Du Xiaoqi was very excited, held his hands high on the top, and took the gold ingot.

I only heard An Chengluo say again: "Reward again." ”

Wu Qing was slightly stunned, and then took out another ingot of gold.

Yang Can's eyes were straight when he looked at the side, and he secretly swallowed his saliva.

That's two big ingots of gold! At least a hundred taels.

What kind of shit luck did this stinky boy take, a few sweet potatoes were actually exchanged for a hundred taels of gold, which is the gold that everyone can't get if they sharpen their heads in the past three days!

He has been a general of the General Military Office for six or seven years, and he has never touched a gold ingot in his hand.

Eyes are hot! It's so hot-eyed.

If only it were his.

Unexpectedly, this sweet potato, which he was least optimistic about, fell into the eyes of the eleventh prince.

To say that the taste of the eleven princes is really special, so many delicacies from the mountains and seas are not the same, how can this roasted sweet potato be to your liking?

Could it be that I eat too much delicacies from the mountains and seas, so I like this kind of rough food, right?

If that's the case, he wants to go to the kitchen and cook a pot of barley for the eleventh prince to taste.

The eleventh prince has certainly never eaten barley.

Yang Can had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and kept swallowing his saliva, he really wanted to tell the prince, is it too late to cook barley for him to eat now?

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