The sturdy little chef

Chapter 498
His Highness Eight's face instantly turned black!

This year he presided over the Winter Sea Festival, knowing that the old nine would definitely cause trouble, he took every precaution and thought of everything, but he never thought that he would start with Dashi.

He raised his eyes gloomyly, and looked at His Highness Ninth Prince beside him.

His Highness Ninth Prince also looked confused at the moment.

Is my popularity so high? Why do the same food gather in front of my stall?

The emperor was in a good mood, and sent the plainclothes guards around him to inquire about the situation.

The guard immediately went over, asked a few people, trotted back, and said in a low voice, "It is said that His Highness the Ninth Prince Bodhisattva has a heart, understands the sufferings of the people, sympathizes with the people, and is so sincere and hardworking even in giving. This is the blessing of Dongxia!"

This is said, how to listen to it, how comfortable.

The emperor laughed, and then recalled the book on the general situation of the people presented by His Highness the Ninth Prince, and said again and again, "Okay, very good!"

"Thank you, father, for your compliment!" His Highness the Ninth Prince replied respectfully.

His Highness the Eighth Prince's face turned even darker.

Seeing that everyone was eating happily, the emperor smiled and said, "Zhaoer, you go over and bring a copy, I'll try it."

"Yes."

His Royal Highness Ninth walked over and went straight into the back kitchen.

Seeing Xilu and Ning Jiu working hard here, I finally understood why the crowd was so crowded.

This girl's craftsmanship is rare for me who has tasted all the delicacies of Dongxia, let alone ordinary people!
"Your Highness, why are you here?" Xi Lu, who was making cakes, saw him first.

"Come here and try your handicraft." His Royal Highness Jiu smiled affectionately, seeing her face covered with white flour, inexplicably raised his hand to wipe it off for her.

Xilu hid, picked up a shovel, and handed one to him, "I'm going to make a move, the taste is really good! There are so many people, are you sure you will continue to distribute it for free and not make money?"

Xilu had a sly look on her face.As long as the cash is collected, it's a blast!
At this time, he would only accept money if he wanted to die.

"No, His Highness has such a high prestige among the people that he has shocked the government and the public, and his face is bright. You just work hard, and you will be rewarded greatly when you go back."

"What's the reward?"

"How about rewarding you with a set of sword manuals?"

Xi Lu burst into laughter immediately, and clenched her fists, "That's great! We must work hard to make cakes, so that His Highness Ninth Prince can be famous in the government and the public!"

"Put two bags here, and I want to pack them." His Highness Jiu ate one and thought it tasted really good.

Xi Lu immediately took the paper bag, packed two bags and handed it to him, "There are many, Your Highness, feel free to eat."

His Highness Jiu took it and carried it to the emperor.

The emperor picked up one and smelled it, "It smells good."

After taking a sip, he nodded, "It's a simple material to make this kind of taste, which shows that it's an extraordinary skill. Let me give him a good reward."

"Yes!" His Ninth Prince and You Rong Yan.

"Come on, all my lovers have a taste." The emperor waved his hand and let everyone have a taste.

The emperor thought it was delicious, so it must be delicious. All the ministers were happy, and they tasted it one by one.

His Highness the Eighth Prince beside him had a face as black as the bottom of a pot, and his back teeth were creaking!
However, His Royal Highness Jiu handed him one with a smile on his face, "Brother, try it, it's quite different from the sesame seed cakes in front of your stall!"

You are paralyzed!

His Highness the Eighth Prince wished he could slap the cake in front of him to vent his anger, but in front of his father and all the ministers, he would not dare to give him a hundred guts, so he could only take it with gritted teeth, and stuffed his anger into his mouth!
The delicacy in everyone's mouth is like a scalding poison in his mouth. With a dark face, he swallowed it one mouthful at a time, feeling ruthless in his heart. "Old Nine, let's wait and see, if you don't give me any color, you can see it, it's true." This king is a sick cat!
(End of this chapter)