The maid opened the box lightly, revealing the white porcelain bowl containing the spring noodles inside.

A gust of wind passed through the hall, and the empress smelled a hint of fragrance in the wind.

Han, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but exclaim, "Your Majesty, this tastes so good." ”

The maids holding the noodles secretly swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva in private.

The empress maintained her superficial reserve, "Bring it over." ”

A pair of slender jade hands stretched out in front of the empress's eyes, but what attracted the empress's attention was the Yangchun noodles held by the maid.

Completely different from what the empress had eaten before, the Yangchun noodles in the white porcelain bowl were neither flour piled up with the word Yangchun, nor should they be black.

The empress raised her eyebrows and looked at Li Goudan with scrutiny in her eyes, "Master, is this Yangchun noodles?" ”

The milky white noodles are nestled in the clear yellow vegetarian broth, and in addition to a bend of lard floating on the soup noodles, the whole bowl of Yangchun noodles is sprinkled with a handful of garlic flowers at the end.

A handful of thin noodles, half a bowl of broth, a spoonful of lard, a little chopped green onion. Although the soup is light in color, the flavor is extremely strong.

Even the empress, who tasted a noodle suspiciously, couldn't help but hold the bowl and gulp the noodles. Even Li Goudan left, but he couldn't make her raise her head from the noodle bowl.

The sound of "ziyo, ziyo" sucking noodles, coupled with the fragrance of lard constantly wafting in the air, Han who was serving next to him couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth.

She was also hungry and wanted to eat.

The white porcelain bowl bottomed out, and the empress, who had sucked away a whole bowl of noodles, finally remembered to be reserved.

Twisting up the napkin on the table, pressing the corner of her mouth a few times, she coughed twice, and instructed Han beside her, "You go to Master Li again and ask him to prepare another bowl of Yangchun noodles." ”

Fortunately, Li Goudan didn't go far yet, and Han quickly caught up with Li Goudan.

In addition to asking Li Goudan for the empress's Yangchun noodles, Han quietly asked Li Goudan, "Master, can you make me a bowl of Yangchun noodles too?" ”

Li Goudan looked at Han like a monster, "Do you want it too?" Aren't you not eating natural foods? ”

All natural food is a status symbol, and in the upper class society that is competing to show how many novel natural foods he has eaten, Han, who is a close confidant of the empress, is a special case.

She doesn't eat natural food.

For Han, nutrients can be a convenient and effective way to consume energy, and then spend energy and time on the pursuit of natural food, which is simply a waste.

As a chef, Li Goudan especially dislikes Han. Especially Han Yuan also mocked them, the restored food was not an ancient dish at all.

Although it is true that they can't recover the ancient dishes, Li Goudan still holds a grudge.

Now, Han, who bites to death and doesn't eat natural food, actually asks him to eat Yangchun noodles.

How could Li Goudan give up such a good opportunity, he sneered: "Sister Han, I heard it right just now, you actually want to eat Yangchun noodles?" ”

After a pause, Li Goudan smiled: "Aren't you, isn't it a waste of your precious life to eat natural things?" ”

Thinking of his previous words, Han was also a little embarrassed. If she could predict the prophet and know that she would be hungry for spring noodles for a while, she would never boast that eating natural food is a waste of life.

It's so fragrant, and she can't take it back if she goes out, and she can't wear it back to kill her before.

In order to eat Yangchun noodles, Han stiffened his head and blew the rainbow fart of Li Dogan with a smile on his face.

"Master Li, how can you be such a great interstellar chef as a girl with me?"

Li Goudan squinted at Han, a little proud, "I can't afford it, I can't afford it." I can't afford Han Darao's praise. ”