"Father, you ...... Are you sure you did? I...... Why don't I look right? ”

In the imperial dining room, which had been hot a quarter of an hour ago, there were only two people left, one large and one small, standing by the stove and tinkering with something.

The group of people who were driven out, including the cooks, the fire maids, and the vegetable washers and vegetable pickers, all looked at the big and small inside with fear.

The little palace maid who was ordered to burn the fire behind the stove looked like she was about to cry, and her eyes kept glancing in the direction of the door, hoping that someone could save her, but it was a pity that the big man personally commanded the fire to let her burn the fire.

Who dares to save it!

Lang Hongli smacked his lips, disagreed with his son's words, and said, "What do you know, that's what your imperial grandmother did, that's right!" ”

Wrong, wrong, Your Majesty!

The imperial chefs wanted to cover their faces and cry, especially when they smelled the special smell of braised carp coming from inside, they really didn't want their emperor to be so informal, so they rushed to the imperial dining room as soon as they came to the imperial dining room to cook for the queen mother with the little prince.

Not only that, but the emperor didn't allow them to spread this matter to the ears of the mother.

This...... This is more torture than taking their lives!

Since ancient times, how can there be a reason for the emperor to enter the dining room!

"But ......" eight-year-old Rin Er pinched her chin as she looked at the pot of almost black soup and the fish's lifeless eyes, and always felt that something was wrong.

"Bring me that green onion," His Majesty the Emperor commanded without giving Xiao Rin more time to think about it.

"Oh," Rin agreed obediently, and ran to the board to pick up a knife and was about to slaughter the onion.

The imperial chef outside trembled, for fear that this little ancestor would slaughter his hand with this knife, thinking that he would cut the green onion, how could it be like killing a pig and slaughtering a sheep, their knife was not dull at all.

So as soon as Rin'er, this little thing, raised the kitchen knife, someone outside immediately wanted to raise his foot to come in, and said with a cautious smile: "Your Highness! Your Highness! Let the little ones do the rough work, you ......."

"Stop!" The little prince jerked around, leaving the man's raised feet dangling in the air.

Rin Er frowned and looked at the kind cook uncle, and said, "Uncle Lin, if the palace wants to make a love lunch with the father and the queen mother, you have to do it yourself, don't you love when you come, let's rest." ”

The little prince waved his hand at Chef Lin with an adult face, and before Chef could react, the knife in his hand chopped the two of them.

"Dangdangdang" several times, the speed is as fast as chopping something, only three or two strokes of effort, those few green onions were chopped so that they could not see the original shape, a green lump, he also had a knife to serve it.

"This ......" Lang Hongli turned his head to take the green onions, but he was a little worried when he saw the green onion paste that his son brought over, "Isn't this too fine?" ”

Is this a green onion? Why hadn't he seen this kind of green onion when he had eaten before? New variety?

"Yes," Rin Er innocently raised her head and looked at her father, and said, "If you don't believe your father, you smell it, it's a green onion." ”

As he spoke, he also put his knife in front of the emperor, and the people outside the door almost didn't jump out of their throats.

Sky...... Oh, my God!! Your Highness! Your Highness! You can't hold a knife at the emperor, you can't can't, you can't!

"Hmmm......"

The people outside the door were all kinds of trembling, but the people inside looked calm, and even really leaned over to smell it, and after being sure, the emperor nodded and said: "It is indeed a green onion, it seems to be a new variety, and I will try it when I go back." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and took the knife in the prince's hand, and used chopsticks to put the green onion paste into the pot.

The people outside the door swallowed a mouthful of saliva almost at the same time, feeling that the smell wafting out seemed to be a little stranger.

"Gollum...... Gurgling ......"

The pot was boiling so much, the little palace maid didn't dare to let the fire go small, and she usually mastered the fire very smoothly, and now she was shaking her hands and adding firewood to the stove, for fear that something wrong would put out the fire.

"Father," Rin Er looked at the pot and asked, "In addition to braised carp, steamed pork ribs, black chicken yam soup, and steamed eggs, what else do we have to do?" ”

The pork ribs were steamed just now, and the black chicken soup was also stewed on the stove, and it was estimated that it would be fine in another half an hour, and now it was this braised carp and steamed eggs.

"Well......" Lang Hongli listened to his son's words, pinched his chin and pondered for a moment, and suddenly thought of something, and said, "Let's have another sweet and sour tenderloin, your mother loves to eat that." ”

As soon as Rin'er heard that the queen mother loved to eat, her eyes immediately lit up, and she nodded again and again, "Yes, yes!" The queen mother loves sweet and sour tenderloin, so the son went to find the tenderloin! ”

After saying that, the little guy immediately turned around and beckoned to the people outside, took the tenderloin and drove them out.

"Father, what does this look like, do you cut it into strips?" The little guy asked, holding up the knife, thinking that he seemed to remember that the sweet and sour tenderloin he ate was almost strips.

The emperor was tasting the soup with a spoon, and when he heard his son's words just as he was pondering the taste, he didn't savor it anymore, put the spoon and pondered for a while, and then walked towards the prince, "You go and look at the pot, I will cut it." ”

Rin'er immediately nodded obediently, obediently walked to the stove and looked intently at the pot, and from time to time she took a spoon and stirred it in.

After only listening to a few "dong dong" sounds, His Majesty the Emperor cut the loin with neat hands and exquisite knife work.

- Block ??!!

The chefs and grandmothers watched in disbelief as His Majesty the Emperor put down the kitchen knife with a satisfied face, it was hard to imagine that there was still a dish of sweet and sour tenderloin, it seemed that they had to study hard!

After about an hour, the sound in the imperial dining room finally became quieter, and the braised carp, steamed pork ribs, black chicken and yam soup, steamed eggs, sweet and sour tenderloin, etc. were neatly placed on the board in order.

"Rin'er, isn't your father's stick good?" Lang Hongli patted the little prince's shoulder with great pride, and asked with great pride.

Chef Lin and others said: Great, very good, can make braised carp into braised carp, steamed eggs into steamed eggs, black chicken soup into black chicken yam paste, sweet and sour loin into vinegar meat pieces are really great.

How did Rin'er, the little guy, know about the psychological activities from the authentic chef, and gave a thumbs up to his father at the moment.

"Father, you are the idol of the son-in-law, it's amazing, the son-in-law must take you as an example, and cook for the queen mother in the future!"

Grandma Huang said that idols are people who are particularly admired, and praise means that they are particularly good.

His father, the emperor, is definitely so praised!

"Good son!" Lang Hongli patted the prince's shoulder again happily and said, "You are also very good, go, send our love lunch to your mother!" Hahaha...... Hahaha! ”

His Majesty the Emperor laughed as he walked, holding his son's small shoulders so unexpectedly that the corners of the mouth of the person serving the food twitched when he heard it.

Mingzhu basked in the sun all morning, finished a pair of small shoes of Xiao Xi'er, and after stretching his muscles, he realized that he had sat in the pavilion all morning, and even had lunch.

But she couldn't help but wonder, "Qingjiao, why hasn't the prince come back yet?" ”

The little guy has had his own palace since he was made the crown prince, but the little things rarely eat in his palace.

Qingjiao packed up the things in the pavilion and hugged it in his hand, and after listening to his young lady's words, he couldn't help but wonder, "Yes, why hasn't His Highness come back today......

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of greeting the emperor and the crown prince came from outside the courtyard gate, Mingzhu couldn't help but smile and turned his head to see a big and a small one coming in, followed by a group of people carrying lunch.

"Your Majesty," stepped forward, Mingzhu looked behind him and said, "I thought you wouldn't come back for dinner today, how did you run into someone in the imperial dining room?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Rin'er ran to her and grabbed her hand, wanting to say something but the emperor shouted at her, and then shut up.

Mingzhu was puzzled and looked at the father and son suspiciously.

Lang Hongli stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her waist, and said as he went to the dining room, "Yan'er and Xixi are still sleeping?" ”

After he explained the beads, he remembered that he had slept too much with the two little ones today, so he turned his head and asked Qingjiao to wake up the children.

The family of three walked to the dining room, and the palace people put the father and son's "love lunch" on the table and then retreated, leaving only the cloth man.

After the two little guys were taken to the dining room, Lang Hongli even took the green pepper and pulled back the people who were disrupting the vegetables, making Mingzhu confused.

Thinking that although the two of them didn't let those people give them vegetables on weekdays, they didn't drive people out.

"Your Majesty, you ...... What are you doing here? Mingzhu asked with a smile of incomprehension.

Lang Hongli didn't answer her, but asked Rin'er to close the door of the dining room, and then smiled and said, "I'm going to give you a surprise!" ”

"Surprise?" Mingzhu raised his eyebrows, and saw that he opened the lid of the soup bowl on the table with a look of great devotion.

"Dangdang! Lunch with Love! Lang Hongli held the lid and happily showed Mingzhu the results of his hard work all morning.

Rin'er leaned over and said, "Queen Mother, this is a lunch specially made for you by my father, please try it quickly." ”

As he spoke, the little guy picked up the spoon and filled the bowl in front of Mingzhu with soup.

In order to fully show his achievements to his own Bao'er, His Majesty the Emperor also deliberately asked the little belly to take the two little guys out to feed, and now looking at his son serving the soup obediently, a pair of beautiful eyes are shining.

Mingzhu heard that he specially went to the imperial dining room for himself, not to mention how moved he was, so he looked at him immediately, his eyes were full of water, "Your Majesty, you ...... How can you get into the kitchen, you ......"

"Okay," Lang Hongli didn't want her to hold on to the problem, so he brought the black chicken soup that Rin'er had served to her and fed it with a spoon, "Quick, taste it." ”

Mingzhu subconsciously wanted to open his mouth when he heard this, and the two of them had no taboo to get along in private, but the next moment they felt a sight from the side, and then they thought that Rin'er was still on the side, and their faces were suddenly embarrassed.