Why did Murong Suzaku ask King Rui's clothes?

Because you must wear an apron for cooking, there is no apron in the kitchen, and the apron is worn on the cook, so it is not good to let the cook take it off and wear it for King Rui.

So she thought, Ruiwang's clothes look ordinary, and it's nothing if they get dirty, who knows that a piece of clothing is three hundred taels, and it can't be dyed, soaked or dried?

Suddenly, she had an idea, "There it is." As he spoke, he pulled out two medical gowns from the space.

One big, one small.

"I'll help you put this on."

Jun Beiyu walked to the woman's side and looked at the blue clothes, "This, how do you wear it?" ”

"You stretch out your arms."

"Okay."

Murong Suzaku dressed it for him, detoured behind the man, and tied the belt, "How to wear it, you should know how to wear it, right?" Help me put it on too. ”

"Okay." Jun Beiyu lowered his eyes, his cheeks were slightly red, and the corners of his lips were unconsciously hooked.

Subsequently, Jun Beiyu carefully helped the woman put it on, and then the two began to cook.

Beat the eggs, stir the egg liquid, put the seasoning, and heat the oil......

The egg fried rice is not complicated, and Ruiwang is not so stupid, so the whole process is very smooth, and there is basically no picture of rushing to overturn.

Murong Suzaku's impression of King Rui is getting better and better—because he is smart and modest, not pretentious at all, and completely different from the squeamish magnates she imagined.

If you don't say anything else, just say that if you arrest Shen Shizi to make fried rice, you will definitely have to force Lai Lai for a long time with her.

"It's well done and the food is beautiful." Her sincere appreciation.

Jun Beiyu also had an indescribable sense of pride in his heart, "Really? You didn't comfort me, did you? Is this dish really well fried? ”

"Of course, the eggs and rice are distinct, they are not fried, they are salty and light, and the taste is good, which is very successful."

Jun Beiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a smile, "It seems that cooking rice is not as difficult as I imagined." ”

"There is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of people with hearts, you go and rest, I will fill the plates."

"Okay."

Murong Suzaku put the fried rice on two plates, "Where do you want to eat?" There is a table in the kitchen and there seems to be one in the yard as well. ”

Jun Beiyu, "In the kitchen." ”

He just wanted to be alone with her.

"Got it." Murong Suzaku put two plates of egg fried rice on the table, and went to get the pickle jar that he had just seen, "Is this pickle pickled by the cook?" Which do you like to eat? ”

"......" Jun Beiyu coughed lightly twice to relieve the embarrassment, "It may be their personal belongings, and they haven't eaten them for me." ”

Which cook had the audacity to let the prince eat pickles?

Murong Suzaku immediately understood King Rui's words, "Understood, you wait." ”

As he spoke, he held the jar of pickles and pushed the door out.

Outside the courtyard of the kitchen, several cooks were as anxious as ants on a hot pot - Li Yunchi had not been found, and Steward Li had just been found.

Murong Suzaku pushed the door and saw Steward Li, who had just arrived, "Excuse me, can you eat this pickle?" ”

Everyone was stunned.

Steward Li hurriedly asked, "Miss Murong, what are you doing with pickles?" ”

Murong Suzaku smiled, "What can I do with pickles?" Eat, of course. ”

"Just eat it yourself?"

"If you don't want to give your prince food, I won't give him food."

Everyone, "......" we are so stingy?

Steward Li couldn't cry or laugh, "It's not whether we are willing to give it to the prince, but ...... It's pickles...... It is something that inferiority eats. ”

Murong Suzaku knew that someone in the kitchen was still hungry and waiting, so he didn't plan to waste time with them, "I'll just ask you, can you eat this, I'll eat it myself." ”

Everyone, "......" Your status is noble, and you can't eat it!

Murong Suzaku stretched out his hand and pointed, "Chef Lin, we are old acquaintances, you come and go." ”

Chef Lin is the one who heard that Murong Suzaku likes the food in Qi Dining Building, so he specially sent a cook to learn.

Chef Lin said cautiously, "Back to Miss Murong, if you can eat, we will take some out of it on weekdays." ”

"Okay."

Before Chef Lin could finish speaking, Murong Suzaku threw down two words and closed the courtyard door.

Inside the kitchen.

Jun Beiyu sat at the simple wooden table, looking down at the egg fried rice he made with his own hands, stunned.

Murong Suzaku, who was holding the pickle jar, came back and said with a smile, "I've been waiting for a long time, we'll start the meal right away." ”

She first took some pickles from the jar, chopped them finely, and tasted them.

According to the original taste, I added some minced green onions, sesame seeds and sesame oil, tasted it again, raised my eyebrows happily, and brought the pickles back.

"You try the egg fried rice with pickles, it's one of my favorites."

Jun Beiyu looked at the woman, but she didn't know if it was an illusion, although she kept saying that it was impossible to like him, and she didn't let him like herself, but her smile on him was more and more, more and more natural, and more and more sincere.

Remember when the two first met...... Of course, at first he couldn't see.

Since his eyes recovered, seeing the smile on the woman's face, he was always a little disdainful and alienated, keeping his distance from outsiders all the time.

But now, she was much less wary of him.

Jun Beiyu thought carefully - is this a success for him?

Murong Suzaku asked, "What are you looking at?" Don't want to eat? ”

"Yes." Jun Beiyu hurriedly retracted his thoughts and wanted to pick pickles.

"Wait," Murong Suzaku stopped with his hand, "eat two bites of food first." ”

"Okay."

According to the woman's explanation, Jun Beiyu first ate a few bites of egg fried rice.

It is indeed very fragrant, the fruit of one's own labor, but aside from these emotional colors, the taste of the food is unremarkable.

Murong Suzaku smiled, "Eat pickles." ”

Jun Beiyu sandwiched the pickles and put them in his mouth, and in an instant, he was a little surprised - this taste was far beyond his imagination!

Originally, I thought that pickles were salty, but in fact they were salty and tasteless.

But the miraculous thing is that this pickle can instantly relieve the oiliness of the egg fried rice, and it can also stutter raw, making the next egg fried rice more delicious.

Seeing King Rui's surprised face, Murong Suzaku smiled happily, "I like to see you look like you have never seen the world, how is it, is it delicious?" ”

"Well, it's delicious." Jun Beiyu also responded with a smile - in fact, he didn't mind whether the meal was good or not. Although he delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, in fact, his appetite is not strong.

She prefers to see the woman's cheerful smile more than the meal.

This unguarded smile gave him the feeling that she was getting closer and closer to him.

He loved it.

Hope to see it every day.

also hopes that she can get closer and closer to him.

……

East Palace.

Lin'er walked quickly into the room, and when she came in, she saw Concubine Xin flipping through ancient books.

"Niangniang, the slave maid has inquired about the news."

Xin Zhuyu slowly put down the book with his bare hands, slowly raised his eyes, a pair of cold eyes, hidden sharp, "Say it." ”

Lin'er came to Concubine Xin's side and lowered her voice, "Back to Niangniang, at that time, Gonggong Ge asked the palace maid what was going on here before the sacrifice, and asked the palace maid to repeat what everyone said, especially the words of the young lady of the Marquis of Changning. ”

Xin Zhuyu was taken aback, "Murong Sparrow? Why does His Highness pay so much attention to Murong Sparrow? ”