Chapter Ninety-Three: The Amount of Food

Lu Weining was about to say no, Zhao Yuxi had already guessed what he was going to say, and said softly: "You and I are going to live a long life, why bother to say polite words?" Even if you are polite today, tomorrow the day after tomorrow, will you be polite every day? ”

That's just as well.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't eat meat for one or two meals, if he can't eat for ten days and half a month, he won't be able to live his life.

"Meat, it's best if it's oily."

Rosin listened and laughed.

That's pretty straightforward.

Zhao Yuxi instructed her: "Go and tell the kitchen, make a few more meat dishes, be fast." ”

Rosin hurriedly responded: "Yes, the slave will go." ”

Of course, rosin doesn't have to go to this job to run errands and pass the word in person, she went to the door and gave an order, and naturally someone ran errands for her.

Lu Weining in the room cleared his throat uncomfortably: "I...... Then I'll wait for the kitchen to deliver the food, and the princess will use it first, so you don't have to wait for me. ”

"There's no hurry."

Zhao Yuxi expected that the kitchen would be able to deliver the dishes immediately.

If you want to clear the porridge and side dishes, you have to make it alone, but the princess's mansion is not short of big fish and meat today, as long as the word is passed on, the kitchen is afraid that there is ready-made.

Sure enough, after a short time, Rosin led people in.

The kitchen quickly sent four dishes, and sure enough, according to Lu Weining's request, they were all meat.

The kitchen is already very restrained, and its realization requires forty ways, and the kitchen can be served.

It's just that it's already night, and the pony can't eat too much, no matter how good his appetite is. Besides, these people in the kitchen of the princess's mansion are all allocated by the inner palace supervisor, and they have a better understanding of the preferences of the second princess. Some dishes with a strong smell, such as fried lamb chops, are served to the princess, let alone let the princess eat them, even if she smells them, she can make her sick, and such dishes will naturally not be served.

There are two dishes on the same table, Zhao Yuxi's side is light, and Lu Weining's side is full of oil and meat.

Lu Weining saw Zhao Yuxi move his chopsticks, and then he picked up the bowl.

Both of them are actually quietly paying attention to each other.

Lu Weining looked at the princess, her demeanor was very good-looking, Sven was delicate, like a painting.

It's just that there is too little to eat, so a small bowl, about the size of a tea bowl, and only half of the porridge in it. In addition, the dish that the princess ate, it was also a vegetarian, and there was such a handful of white filaments in the small plate, and it looked like there was no oil and water at all.

Looks like bamboo shoots?

Lu Weining doesn't like to eat this the most, and it is tasteless, squeaky and squeaky are tendons, and eating it in his mouth is the same as eating paper.

The other two dishes can't tell what they are, in short, they are also short of oil and salt at first glance.

The princess eats something like this every day?

It is said that the palace treats the princess well, so much?

But...... Lu Weining felt that even if the palace didn't care so much about the princess, it wouldn't make the princess lack food and clothing.

Most of the princess herself has a light taste.

It's no wonder that eating these things looks ...... Well, I lost some weight.

These things are more like those old ladies who believe in Buddhism and fast.

He wanted to eat at the same time, but he didn't delay.

Zhao Yuxi was also surprised by his surprise.

Zhao Yuxi had also lived outside the palace before, and he was not shallow.

But Lu Weining's appearance is indeed ...... Heroic!

The fist-sized Sixi pills, Lu Weining only used two mouthfuls.

Next to him, he swallowed an egg soaked in soup in a stewed meat.

Morsel!

If it weren't for Zhao Yuxi looking at him all the time without blinking, he could only see that the egg was gone out of thin air, and Lu Weining didn't seem to chew it, could he have swallowed it whole?

An egg, won't choke?

Zhao Yuxi's gaze quietly roamed over Lu Weining's neck...... The neckline was fastened, and it was impossible to see if his neck was thicker than the others.

Let's talk about soup. When Zhao Yuxi drank the soup by himself, he used a spoonful of spoons to drink, and his demeanor was cultivated by the palace monks for many years, not only did he drink beautifully, but he also had no sound.

Lu Weining drank the soup, that was not drinking, it was pouring directly.

Pick up the bowl, open your mouth, and ......

And then there became.

A bowl of soup is poured directly into the throat, swallowed, and the empty bowl is put down.

Also proportional to what he eats is the amount of his belly.

The dishes that came up at the back of the kitchen were for the horses, and after inquiring with the little servants around the horses about the amount of the master's meals, the kitchen was not the kind of small bowls and plates that were used to deliver meals to the princess, and everything went bigger. Big bowls, big plates, big basins. How big is that bowl? To put it mildly, it is bigger than Zhao Yuxi's face.

Such a bowl, if it is filled with rice, Zhao Yuxi will eat it in three meals, and he is afraid that he will not be able to eat it all in one day.

And Lu Weining is already eating the third bowl -

Not to mention Zhao Yuxi, the rosin who was serving on the side was a little shocked, and she even had some absurd associations, the throat of the colt really went to the stomach? Instead of leading to a ...... Well, something like a bottomless pit or something?

The rough slaves and maids who do chores in the palace also eat a lot of food, which is different from the personal service of Rosin Xiang.

But rosin has never seen this food, and is standing aside with a towel, and she can't speak at this time.

What a good appetite for the pony.

He is not picky eaters or taboos, salty, light and sour, and does not refuse to come.

Zhao Yuxi had actually finished eating a long time ago, and the reason why he didn't put down his chopsticks was because Lu Weining was still eating deliciously. Looking at the vegetables on the table that were eaten by him like a cloud of wind, Zhao Yuxi was not disgusted.

At least, Lu Weining didn't pretend in front of her.

It can be seen that he usually eats like this, and there is no change because of her identity.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Although it is not a new thing that the princess and the colt are not in harmony, the two can go their separate ways, and the colt may not set foot in the princess's mansion for many years, and the princess will not be lonely anyway.

But......

She still thinks that since the two of them are husband and wife, they can still be more harmonious, cordial, and discuss, don't be like strangers, get along like a play, and be too tired to be serious.

Lu Weining found that Zhao Yuxi hadn't eaten much. I drank a bowl of porridge and ate a few bites of side dishes.

This amount of food is the same as that of a cat, and perhaps the big yellow cat raised by Mrs. Lu eats more than her.

"Princess...... Are you too tired today? That's all you eat on weekdays? ”

Zhao Yuxi nodded with a smile.

Actually, I don't eat much today, but I usually eat more than when I eat less.

She also asked Lu Weining: "Is the horse eating too urgently?" Don't worry about me, just chew and swallow slowly, and if you eat in a hurry, you are afraid that your stomach will be upset when you turn back. ”

"No, I'm fine." Lu Weining thinks...... Did you probably eat too much? Princess Bacheng hadn't seen it before, so don't scare her, and explain more: "When I was in the barracks with my father and brother, I ate faster than this." ”

Faster than that?

Then Zhao Yuxi couldn't imagine it.

What does that have to look like?