Chapter Twenty-Eight: Which Yard Do You Like?
Li Baojia shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, I haven't eaten yet." ”
"Really."
She showed the big bag in her hand: "I just bought some small things to eat, and I'm going to go to the newly opened restaurant." ”
What the hell did he do today?
How did I run into him by such a coincidence?
Zhao Yi's face was a little better: "Then let's go." ”
"Huh?"
He turned his head to look at her: "Aren't you going to a newly opened restaurant?" Still not keeping up? ”
Li Baojia sighed and obediently followed him.
It took a while before I felt that something was wrong.
That's not right.
She wanted to go to the restaurant for dinner, but she didn't say she wanted to go with him.
Although I didn't want to, my body was still very honest and went in with him.
Whoever made him the crown prince can't be provoked.
When I entered this new restaurant, I found that this restaurant not only looks spacious on the outside, but also bright on the inside.
The lower floor was bustling with people, and dozens of tables were almost full.
The tables and chairs look like some of the finest materials, and the lights are hung everywhere, obviously for the opening of the new cheerful atmosphere.
On the left-hand side there is a staircase that can lead to about three people, and the bottom is covered with Persian cashmere blankets, and even the handrails are expensive pear blossom wood.
The furnishings are simply extravagant and jaw-dropping.
As soon as the two of them entered, there was silence for a moment, and after a while they began to speak again.
At first glance, the two of them are either rich or expensive, especially the handsome and incomparable son who walked in front, although the dress seems simple, but if you are a connoisseur, you can see that the material of this dress is only for the royal family every year.
He was a royal man.
People who realized this were silent, and they couldn't help but look down on the owner behind this restaurant.
The shopkeeper was obviously also a colored, and when he saw the two of them coming in, he immediately greeted him and said, "Two, there are many people underneath, why don't you go up to the private room on the second floor?" ”
Ah Qing casually threw a bag of silver and motioned to the shopkeeper to lead the way.
The shopkeeper called two men to watch from below, and led them up himself.
Li Baojia looked at it secretly in the back, sure enough, she was rich and could make ghosts grind, but she didn't have this treatment at all when she went to various restaurants.
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Approaching the private room, the shopkeeper first served them a pot of good spring tea, and then asked Zhao Yi: "I don't know what dishes my master ordered?" Our restaurant is all over the world, as long as you name the dishes, we have them. ”
Zhao Yi drank tea quietly, smiling like a spring breeze, and he returned to his old appearance of a noble son: "Ask her." ”
Li Baojia couldn't help but shrink his neck when he saw him laughing, feeling the back of his neck cold.
The pervert is laughing again.
Zhao Yi's smile froze, and he took a sip of tea to cover it up.
He couldn't figure out what he had provoked her.
Why does he look like he hates her every time he listens to her?
Zhao Yi thought about it carefully, and felt that the marriage had not been decided for a long time, so she was unhappy?
But in his heart, he already thinks that Li Baojia is the crown princess.
Anyway, someone has to be the crown princess, so why not find someone who is more interesting and cute?
The emperor also urged him several times to decide on the candidate as soon as possible, but he did not express his position for a long time.
It seems that it is time to confirm the marriage.
It's good to give Li Fu an explanation.
The shopkeeper listened and bowed in the direction of Li Baojia: "Madame, so blessed, this master loves you, I don't know what you want?" ”
Li Baojia's face turned red.
Angry.
What a look in this shopkeeper's eyes?
Zhao Yi was there, and he didn't hear it.
She immediately said, "No, not Madame." I'm not married yet. ”
The shopkeeper's heart said: If you don't get married, you still eat together, and the world is going down, tsk.
There was a panicked look on his face: "The villain is clumsy, please don't blame the girl." ”
Li Baojia said: "Then come to a ...... Kindness...... What's here? ”
Come and go, of course, eat some specialties.
But she has lived in the capital for a long time, and she doesn't know anything outside.
The shopkeeper beckoned her and gave her a hand-copied menu.
Li Baojia took a look.
Oh, good fellows.
There are four pages full, and this kind of poultry and vegetable recipe is readily available.
She bit her mouth and struggled to come and go, so she ordered three dishes: Sixi meatballs, shredded chicken, and roast goose.
Then he asked Zhao Yi politely: "Your ...... Do you have any points? ”
Zhao Yi said: "Three dishes are enough? ”
Then some dishes were added: "Add a braised silver thread, beeswax mutton, fried hydrangea and some green vegetables......"
Li Baojia said beside him: "Enough is enough, there are only two of us, it's too wasteful to eat it all." ”
Zhao Yi said: "You have a bit of a sweet taste, these are the dishes of the Northwest Desert, which are sweeter than those in the capital." You can try it to see if you like it or not. ”
Li Baojiaqi said: "Your Highness still knows about Northwest cuisine? ”
"I have led the army to be stationed in the Northwest Desert for two years before."
Only then did Li Baojia suddenly remember that a few years ago, there was a period of time when the Yelu tribe in the Northwest Desert came to attack, and they were menacing and fully prepared.
Today, the saint is no longer able to drive the expedition in person due to physical reasons, and the fourteen-year-old Zhao Yili personally led the troops to garrison the Northwest Desert against public opinion, and only came back after two years of calmdown.
At the age of fourteen, most of the children in the capital were still learning Confucian etiquette, and he was already fighting on the battlefield when he was treasured by a group of elders at home.
He hid in this gentle and polite mask for too long, and the world almost forgot what a warlike and iron-blooded person this prince was in his bones.
After a while, the dishes were ready.
Getting along with him again, Li Baojia is no longer as restrained as usual, anyway, if he marries the crown princess in the future, she will have fewer opportunities to see him, no matter what he thinks of her.
Today's appetite is really good, and after eating all the way, she saw a table full of dishes, and she was hungry again.
Beeswax lamb lives up to its name, a whole piece of meat comes up, and the outside is wrapped in a thick yellow-brown sauce, which makes people appetize when they look at it.
Li Baojia took a bite, the outside was fresh and sweet, the sauce was fragrant, the mutton inside was still juicy, there was no fishy smell at all, and the unique milky aroma of the lamb suddenly melted in the mouth.
It's delicious!
She immediately smiled and ate happily.
Zhao Yi ate very quietly next to him, and his gestures were full of royal demeanor, not at all like Li Baojia's bulging cheeks, like a hamster.
Xiao Tao next to her sighed, Miss refused to eat with Jinan Shizi just now, saying that it was not good to eat with a foreign man, and it was delicious to eat at this time.
Zhao Yi hooked the corners of her mouth slightly, and personally sandwiched another piece of mutton for her, and also served a big bowl of soup.
Huang Gao looked at Li Baojia with a smile on the side, and said in his heart: There is a saying among the people that girls who eat a lot are easy to give birth to, and Miss Bao looks good and has an excellent appetite.
Now that he had made up his mind to give the Li family a reassurance, Zhao Yi thought about it and asked, "Which courtyard in the East Palace do you think is good?" ”
Although the crown princess is usually designated by the prince when she enters the palace, since she lives, she has to ask her.
Li Baojia looked up.
Why ask her which yard she likes?
What does this have to do with her?