Zhao Fuling was just polite, but after finishing speaking, she saw that the few little eunuchs behind her were a little moved.

She thought about it for a while, and felt that it was just right to be a favor, so she called Sun Yiyue: "Little Sun, take out the sauerkraut fish and give it to these fathers-in-law to taste." ”

The little eunuchs didn't know who Xiao Sun was, and when Sun Yiyue reluctantly came out, they were all shocked.

These two used to ...... But fire and water are incompatible!

Now it seems that Sun Niangniang was pinched to death by Zhao Concubine Niangniang.

A few people looked at the beautiful fish again, their throats paused, but they waved their hands quite embarrassedly: "Niangniang's kindness, our family understands it, but Your Majesty's side ......"

"Delay for a while, it won't get in the way, taste."

Zhao Lingling took the chopsticks out and distributed them to them, and brought a wooden table.

As a concubine, she is so frank and uninhibited, but it is difficult for several people to refuse.

Seeing that they hesitated for a moment and finally sat down, Zhao Fuling asked, "Father-in-law looks at Miansheng, where is the high school?" What do you call it? ”

"Niangniang is really a tormented slave." The eunuch hurriedly said, "The slave's surname is Wang, and his name is Fude." I was serving in front of the Imperial Palace, but I was transferred to the Ministry of Internal Affairs some time ago. ”

Zhao Fuling's eyes flashed slightly, thinking of the old eunuch of the Internal Affairs Office who was killed by herself.

This prince was probably put on top because the old eunuch died.

I just don't know if it's friend or foe?

The little eunuchs waited for Wang Fude to move the chopsticks, but Zhao Fuling didn't say anything more, telling him to taste it first.

Wang Fude carefully sandwiched a piece of fish meat, and after putting it in his mouth, his eyes quietly lit up.

The fish fillet is white and tender, smooth and soft and glutinous, with a spicy flavor that is not light or heavy. The sauerkraut in the red oil soup sells very well, and after being dipped in the soup, the original sourness is reduced, but it is more mellow and refreshing.

The other side dishes are also unique enough, garnishing the fish and each with its own flavor.

It's delicious.

Although Wang Defu is not a chief manager like Chen Fu, he has served in the palace for many years, and he has also been appreciated by the masters for that delicious food.

But maybe he has a heavy taste, and the things in the imperial dining room look beautiful and beautiful, but it is always a little uncomfortable to eat.

Until now, he just stretched out a chopstick in this Xuanhua Palace, and he actually found a home on the fish made by Zhao Concubine.

This kind of sour, spicy and refreshing delicacy made Wang Defu reluctant to put down his chopsticks.

Even though he tried his best to hide his happiness and pleasure, Zhao Fuling still had all his emotions in mind.

Zhao Fuling quietly hooked her lips, waited for a few people to eat almost, and then went into the kitchen to wash her hands and said, "Okay, it's not early, let's go." ”

Wang Defu stood up, wiped his mouth and said embarrassedly: "The slaves came to invite Niangniang, but they asked Niangniang to break the bill." ”

Zhao Fuling said boldly: "It's just a fish, I'll catch it again if I don't have it, and it's rare for the prince to come here." ”

Seeing that Zhao Fuling didn't go back to the main hall to change clothes, Wang Defu was surprised: "Niangniang, are you going to dress up like this?" ”

Zhao Fuling raised her eyebrows: "I'm in the cold palace now, it's good to have food and clothing, where is the condition to dress up and travel?" Go for it. ”

Wang Defu felt a little sympathy in his heart.

Probably because he just ate people's soft mouths, he was inexplicable, and he wanted to give Zhao Fuling a wake-up call.

After taking a few steps outside and leaving the little eunuch behind him for a while, Wang Defu hinted to Zhao Fuling: "Niangniang, do you know that Mobei has sent something again?" ”

Zhao Fuling's heart moved, and she shook her head: "I don't know." ”

Wang Defu sighed and lowered his voice: "I heard that there is a letter in the things sent by Mobei, which was written to you by General Shen. ”