My princess is so beautiful

Chapter 70 Song Yan Full of Confidence
"Ms. Meng, why don't you go in and take a look? There must be someone to help the princess!" Zhuyu looked worried, and couldn't help but look into the small kitchen through the window, whispering.

Zizhu on the other side kept the same posture, covering her small mouth with one hand, raised her eyebrows for a while, stared for a while, and wrinkled her small face into a bun again.

Not far away, there were about a dozen small kitchen maids who were trembling and flustered.

Only Zisu and Forsythia were leisurely leaning against the porch pillar, one was eating melon seeds leisurely, and the other was bored, glancing at the pocket watch in her hand from time to time.

Well, the princess and His Royal Highness have been in for half an hour.

The moon has risen, and the dinner in the East Palace is late today.

In front of the stove, Shen Ning couldn't bear to stare at Song Yan who once again used vinegar as soy sauce, threw the frying spoon into the iron pot, folded her arms, rolled her almond eyes, and pursed her mouth.

She was lazy to say anything, because she was very sure and certain that Song Yan was here to find fault on purpose.

Song Yan put down the vinegar bottle somewhat helplessly, cleared his throat, and tried to quibble: "Just now Gu Mingming clearly remembered that this bottle was vinegar, and it was placed in the third seat from the left. Damn it, who moved the place again!"

Shen Ning: "Heh~"

Please continue your performance.

Song Yan rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "Well, it's really not good to eat too much meat at night, forget it, let's keep it simple, and the princess will cook two special dishes."

Shen Ning understood the apron slowly, and she stopped serving.

She didn't believe that this guy still had the nerve to toss her into cooking late at night, but he intentionally mistook sugar for salt, vinegar for soy sauce, chili for bay leaves, pepper for fennel... and other ridiculous excuses that lack basic common sense to read her book.

She was crazy to skip a good dinner and accompany him to the kitchen to mess around.

Looking at the messy stove, Shen Ning felt that she was about to commit a cleanliness obsession, and couldn't stay any longer.

After a deep silence, she finally opened her lips quietly, sat down on the long bench next to her, and raised her legs up without any rules.

do my best!

"Let's talk! What is your Highness's trouble today? But what did Ah Ning offend His Highness, His Highness can't help but say it directly."

Seeing her put on such a domineering posture, Song Yan felt guilty and novel, mixed with traces of dissatisfaction that her family status had been provoked.

Originally, the words that I wanted to sincerely admit my mistakes, somehow turned into: "Gu is kind, kind, condescending, considerate, and considerate to personally help you, but I put a few wrong seasonings, and the princess made such a big one." Temper, so delicate and savage!"

He raised his chin, said 'Hurry up, I'll give you the only chance to beg for mercy', and squinted at Shen Ning condescendingly.

Shen Ning pointed to the eight woks and two soup cups that were completely occupied on the stove, and said with a cool smile, "Your Highness doesn't know how to count?"

There are all your masterpieces, chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, cattle and sheep, and two fish, one rabbit and one turtle. Are you blind?

Song Yan was naturally guilty, but his pride didn't allow him to bow his head, so he still didn't believe it. It was just a mere meat dish, which could really stump his majestic Crown Prince.

In this life, he has never suffered such a shameful humiliation. The translation is: shame.

Still shame on the apex
In a fit of anger, His Royal Highness, the noble and extraordinary Crown Prince, unbuttoned a button on his neckline, rolled up his arms and rolled up his sleeves, and picked up the frying spoon that Shen Ning had thrown into the pot.

"You go out, don't affect Gu's performance here."

After all, I inspected the sautéed braised chicken, salted duck in sauce, roasted potatoes with big goose, crispy fried lamb chops, and braised pork with dried bamboo shoots.

In the end, I chose the braised pork with dried bamboo shoots that I always like most.

He is familiar with this dish, and just now there is just a little too much sweet and sour chili, just add more water, and put the salt and soy sauce in again, it will be fine.

Song Yan was full of confidence.

Shen Ning twitched the corners of her mouth, a little wanting to laugh: "Your Highness, aren't you hungry?"

With a 'gudong' sound, someone's stomach let out a very cooperative cry.

Song Yan's handsome face flushed immediately, and he said angrily, "Go out and give Gu a quarter of an hour."

Hungry, of course he is hungry, he is at the age of growing body, and he does not like meat, not to mention seeing so much fatty meat that is close to his mouth but cannot be eaten, his hands shaking with hunger.

Shen Ning kindly reminded: "Your Highness, it's better to return the kitchen to the people who belong to it~ so that you can eat earlier."

Then, fuck off early.

Doesn't he have to go to court tomorrow?

Even if he doesn't have to go to the morning court, he still has to go to Suzaku Academy!

Song Yan felt that his dignity had been greatly humiliated: "Oh, I heard that the princess took out a self-made cookbook in the academy today. I thought the princess was a master among them, but it turned out that I was thinking too much."

Shen Ning opened her eyes slightly, she vomited to death, she really vomited to death, it turned out to be because of this.

"Your Highness, are you naive?"

Song Yan retorted: "You are not good at learning, you are deceived, and you claim to be virtuous, so you have the nerve to say you are lonely and naive?"

Shen Ning actually understood that a boy of this age, no matter how rich he is, would inevitably show his childish side occasionally.

She understands who is not feeling well.

"Your Highness, put down the frying spoon, let's go back to the room to discuss something."

Song Yan's demeanor like fried chicken dropped three points slightly: "What do you say when you go back to the room?"

This woman turned out to be so unreserved in private. In the middle of the night, she opened her mouth and shut her mouth to invite herself back to her room.

snort!
He is not some casual His Royal Highness.

Now Shen Ning just wanted to send this big Buddha away quickly, and tried to pull out a sincere smile: "Go back to Mingzhao Palace, let's talk about it, does Your Highness want to eat the cook from the Eastern Palace, or the cook from the Imperial Dining Room? If you want to eat noodles at any restaurant in Beijing, Ah Ning will buy them for you."

I just beg you to spare this humble, small, helpless little kitchen.

Song Yan didn't want to eat outside food, he just wanted to eat what the woman in front of him made.

Thinking of tossing and tossing here for so long, but still failed to produce a single dish, the fire in his heart surged upwards, he didn't know if he was more angry with himself, or more angry with the stupid woman in front of him.

With an idea, Song Yan suddenly smiled, threw away the frying spoon, and stroked his temples in a self-styled way.

"I have a good idea."

Shen Ning shuddered, her hairs stood on end, she felt so bad!

Song Yan: "The night is quiet, the moon is shining in the sky, and the sky is full of stars. This kind of beauty deserves a small barbecue."

Shen Ning:.
Song Yan felt that he was simply too clever. There was no room in the kitchen, so he could set up a barbecue grill in the yard, saving the effort of washing and cleaning, and he could raise a glass to invite the bright moon.

There is wine and meat, poetry and tea, and her.
Very beautiful.

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