Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

   Chapter 900 Fourth Master's mood is suddenly a little complicated

Seeing her insistence with a bitter face, the fourth master seemed to be a pain in the ass. He was distressed and helpless. He couldn't bear to force her any more, so he kept saying that he would accept her, and sighed worriedly: "I'll use more bird's nest soup later. , ask Imperial Physician Liang to come again tomorrow and ask him what to do!"

   He's an imperial physician, so he's not so useless and doesn't even know about it, right?

   Mu Jin smiled and said yes.

  The Fourth Master asked people to look at the bird's nest soup.

   asked Mu Jin if he wanted to try some pastries? Maybe some cakes are to her liking?

   Mu Jin shook his head all the time.

  I don't want to eat, the stuffy feeling in my chest makes me extremely uncomfortable, I can't wait to vomit and I can't eat it.

   But he didn't mean to vomit.

   So I can only block up and down like this, and I'm so irritable.

  If Fourth Master kept talking like an old mother, she thought she was going to lose her temper.

  When the bird's nest soup came, the fourth master handed it to her and said, "The kitchen is not as good as Jin'er's craftsmanship, so I will use some of it, if it is not good—"

  If it's not good, maybe she can only do it by herself, it feels very pitiful to think about it.

   If you want to eat something you can eat when you are pregnant, you have to do it yourself!

  The fourth master felt distressed again: "I've wronged Jin'er!"

   Mu Jin opened his mouth to take a spoonful, and felt that it seemed to be okay, so he opened his mouth to ask for it.

  The fourth master was overjoyed, he was busy feeding her again, and said with a smile, "There is something that can be eaten, Jin'er eat more."

  Xiao Tao, Bi Tao, etc. also secretly relieved.

Mu Jin smiled and held the fourth master's hand to feed him: "Master, you can eat it too, it's not made in the kitchen, it's stewed by the servants. It was specially stewed for the two of us. But there are too many flavors in the kitchen. , the servant couldn't stand it, so he simmered it in a small stove in the pantry."

  The Fourth Master was stunned for a moment, and he tasted it smoothly. It really was the same taste as before, and suddenly his heart softened, and he smiled softly: "When it comes to stewing bird's nest soup, no one is as good as Jin'er's craftsmanship!"

  His family Jin'er is so considerate, she is still thinking about stewing bird's nest soup for him when she is pregnant!

  I really wish I could give her a good time--Suddenly thinking of this question, Fourth Master froze. Yes, Jin'er is pregnant, isn't it?

  The fourth master couldn't help but quickly glanced at his family Jin'er, his mood suddenly became a little complicated

   So they just reconciled, their relationship sublimated and even more intense than Xiaobiesheng's new marriage, but they couldn't do anything?

   Mu Jin didn't realize what Fourth Master was thinking about at the moment, and smiled affectionately and wanted to use bird's nest soup with him.

   These two people have been fighting coldly for a while, and she didn't bring him the stewed bird's nest soup. In fact, she didn't have the heart to stew it for her own use. Now can't she get it back?

  The fourth master softened his heart, smiled, temporarily put aside the messy thoughts next to him, and used bird's nest soup together.

  Su Peisheng watched silently, his eyes almost filled with tears.

  It's not easy, my master finally eats bird's nest soup again.

   Chef Zhao has been scolded for days and finally can rest assured to sleep well.

   So, talent is so important to make bird's nest soup!

   Chef Zhao's cooking skills are amazing, but if he doesn't have talent in this area, he won't be able to do it. He can't make this dish that the master likes.

   But the master asks him to make it every day, and he loses his temper every time he takes a bite. Not to mention Chef Zhao is almost crazy, and the one who serves him is almost crazy.”

   Ask for a ticket, ask for a ticket

   (end of this chapter)