The third princess's house, the kitchen.
Jiang Zhiyuan was standing in front of the stove, carefully stirring a small earthen pot with a spoon.
As she stirred, waves of hot air hit her face, turning her little face red.
But she didn't care, as the cooks nearby were already used to it.
After all, Her Royal Highness the Princess doesn’t know what kind of evil she is possessed by lately, so she cooks and makes soup by herself every day.
According to rumors, it was because the can of magnolia soup that the third princess cooked was praised by Emperor Zhou, so she felt that she was extremely talented in making soup, so she searched for recipes for various soups and learned them. Every day he cooked it in different ways and served it to Emperor Zhou.
When I first heard the news, the chef went crazy.
You know, when the third princess cooked that bowl of magnolia soup, they all remembered clearly that the third princess didn't even add a spoonful of salt.
She obviously didn't know that salt was needed to make soup, so the cooks could no longer imagine how much perseverance Emperor Zhou used to drink the bowl of soup, and how he could hold back words of praise through his teeth.
So after that, they secretly made a plan.
Because making soup is a long process, every time the third princess puts the small earthen pot on the stove, she will go outside for a walk, and then come back to clean up when the soup is almost ready.
So they used this time to process the soup a little more.
Add salt where salt should be added, and vinegar where vinegar should be added.
After all, the third princess never added these things to her soup, and they did not dare to tell the third princess about this openly.
Because they could see that the third princess had zero self-awareness after being praised by Emperor Zhou. If he told her this at this time, I'm afraid she would have to chop them all with a knife in the next second.
Their behavior was obviously approved by someone, because when the third princess came back one day, she brought them a box of gold.
According to the third princess, Emperor Zhou felt that the kitchen expenses for the third princess must be huge if she made soup every day, so he specially gave this box of gold to the cooks and asked them to purchase more ingredients for the third princess to indulge herself.
They reached a consensus on the gold in this box and divided most of it equally, leaving only a small half for accounting.
Not long after, Jiang Zhiyuan walked out of the door with a bowl of fragrant pork rib soup with a proud look on his face.
Several cooks watched her leave with worried faces.
Regarding the reward from Emperor Zhou, they also tried their best to make the soup taste as less unpleasant as possible for him.
However, today’s soup…
"Brother, Emperor Zhou...can he drink that bowl of soup today?" A cook looked at the middle-aged cook next to him with a sad face.
This middle-aged cook's name is Jia Dabao. He was a famous chef in Qingzhou back then. His superb cooking skills are almost unknown to everyone in Qingzhou.
At first, several restaurants offered sky-high prices and wanted to invite him to cook in their own kitchens.
But in the end he entered the house of the governor of Qingzhou, and later was sent to follow Jiang Zhiyuan.
I remember how high-spirited he was when he thought he was at the pinnacle of Kyushu's cooking skills.
The reason why he chose to go to Qingzhou Zhou Mu's house and obey Liu Kefei's orders was because Lord Zhou Mu issued a series of conditions, coupled with the coercion of "knowing with emotion and moving with reason", this allowed him to I feel sorry for myself and agree to come down.
After arriving in Chang'an, he tasted all the delicacies in Chang'an, but none of the dishes caught his eye, which made him feel as lonely as a master.
Until today, he felt frustrated for the first time.
Originally, from the beginning, he wanted to treat the soup made by Jiang Zhiyuan as a small topic that would add fun to life.
After all, how to turn a soup that had a bad start into a passable soup was a novel challenge for him.
However, facing today's situation, he was really helpless.
In the palace.
Zhou Ruoxiao looked at the bowl in front of him... something vague in the category of soup, and fell into deep thought.
Some of the green soup water floated with the corpses of some... unknown insects, which seemed to have been simmering for a long time. There were also some dark green internal organs flowing out of the bodies of these insects.
Beneath the soup, you could vaguely see a few pieces of ribs that had not been cooked through at all, and the bowl of soup gave off a stench like a corpse rotting in the scorching heat.
To be honest, if it weren't for taking Jiang Zhiyuan's dark cuisine these days, he would be very familiar with Jiang Zhiyuan's cooking skills, which would make him clearly know that this is also within Jiang Zhiyuan's ability. He might even wonder if there was a novice assassin who wanted to kill him, but accidentally administered too much poison.
"Didn't I say that the cook in Jiang Zhiyuan's kitchen is very good at his craftsmanship? Why did it look like this today! These useless wastes have ruined my large box of gold. No, I have to find two reliable people myself. Those who are good at it should be stuffed into the kitchen, otherwise..." Zhou Ruoxiao began to think for the first time whether his own cultivation level could withstand the strong medicine Jiang Zhiyuan gave him every day.
"Your Majesty, why don't you drink it? If you don't drink it, this soup will be cold! This is my own delicacy that I have been thinking about for a long time, combining multiple recipes. There are many precious medicinal materials in it. A bowl of soup is a great tonic!" Jiang Zhiyuan said proudly.
Facing Jiang Zhiyuan's sincere eyes, Zhou Ruoxiao nodded and said, "Yes, yes, Zhiyuan's skills are getting better and better. As expected, Bingxue is smart and talented. I'm going to Drink, I’ll drink right now.”
After saying that, Zhou Ruoxiao showed off the courage he had when fighting against the monsters on the battlefield, picked up the bowl, closed his eyes, and opened his mouth.
The strong stench forced him to immediately use his internal strength to seal his breathing, and suppressed the resistance rising in his stomach, so he could not vomit it out.
He was already trying not to think about what was in the bowl that was right in front of him.
He originally thought that the food he ate on the human-monster battlefield was bitter enough, but today he discovered that the food he ate was good enough.
At least the meat of those monsters who died on the battlefield still contains pure monster power. If it is roasted with fire, even if nothing is put in it, at least it can still be eaten.
But what is he eating today?
Even...even worse than shit!
Zhou Ruoxiao even felt that he was more confident about eating that thing than eating something that couldn't even be guaranteed to be able to hold back and not be thrown away before entering the mouth.
But in the end, he finally got the courage to control his hand and poured the bowl into his mouth.
But he still forgot one thing, that is, his touch was not closed yet.
Then the feeling on his tongue melted in his mouth, and the moist and cold feeling made him shake his hands involuntarily, and the remaining half bowl of soup spilled out instantly.
This made him so happy that he even forgot about the nauseating feeling in his stomach for a while.
"Why are you so careless? This has been scattered everywhere, and you didn't even drink much!" Jiang Zhiyuan took the empty bowl from Zhou Ruoxiao's hand and looked at the already worn clothes on his body. The green dragon robe was filled with soup and said, "How about I run back and serve you a bowl?"
"No, no. Your bowl of tonic soup has already made my blood boil. I feel full of strength. Even if I stay up all night to review the memorial, there will be no problem at all." Zhou Ruoxiao said quickly.
He never wanted to drink another bowl of this kind of thing in his life. It was simply a kind of torture. He even wanted to design a more cruel punishment than the death penalty, that is, to be Jiang Zhiyuan's food taster.
"That... okay then." Jiang Zhiyuan leaned over and took out a handkerchief, and began to carefully wipe the dirty parts of Zhou Ruoxiao's body.
Zhou Ruoxiao also watched with gentle eyes as Jiang Zhiyuan moved around in front of him like a kitten.
"By the way, when will our wedding be held?" Jiang Zhiyuan asked softly, leaning her little head on Zhou Ruoxiao's lap.
Zhou Ruoxiao was stunned for a moment, then put a hand on Jiang Zhiyuan's head and gently stroked her hair.
"I've prepared for the wedding, but I heard some time ago that someone saw a red carp in Lake No Return in Qingzhou. I want you to catch this fish and make a bowl of fish soup. Wait for us On the wedding day, how about we drink this bowl of fish soup together?"
Jiang Zhiyuan raised his head, looked at him seriously and said, "Then it's settled, when I catch that fish back, you will make me queen!"
Zhou Ruoxiao nodded and said, "Yeah!"
Jiang Zhiyuan heard this and immediately ran out with the empty bowl, "That's it, I'll leave today!"
Zhou Ruoxiao smiled as she watched Jiang Zhiyuan's fiery back disappear. His smile gradually faded, and finally turned into a slightly sad look.
"She's gone, so the date for the canonization of the queen should be decided." Liu Wanyu walked out from behind the breeze, like a proud peacock.
"Well, it's time to make a decision." Zhou Ruoxiao said.
"In my opinion, just tomorrow!"
"Um."
The Third Princess's Mansion.
The servants in the entire mansion began to be busy in the mansion. People who didn't know better thought that there was going to be a war, and the third princess was going to flee with the entire mansion.
"Sister, I heard that you are moving and moving back to live with grandpa?"
Jiang Xianfeng, who had just heard the news that his sister was going back to Qingzhou from the people on the street, stood at the door and asked loudly.
Jiang Zhiyuan walked out of the room with a lot of things in his arms and looked at Jiang Xianfeng in surprise, "Who did you listen to? What's the matter? I just went to my grandpa's place to catch fish."
The servants who were working hard next to them were all shocked at this time. They wondered why the third princess asked them to pack their things like this for no reason. It turned out that they were just going to fish.
"I...I heard what others said. If you don't believe it, go out and see that the rumors outside are getting more and more fierce." Jiang Xianfeng said loudly.
"It's nothing. Don't listen to the nonsense of people outside. This time, I just went to Wugui Lake in Qingzhou to catch a fish. When I catch it, I will come back." Jiang Zhiyuan was packing his things. , said while saying.
"Ah? What kind of fish? Why do you want sister to go there in person? Chang'an is thousands of miles away from Qingzhou! I don't know how long it will take to come back and forth." Jiang Xianfeng pouted and said, "Yes. Why don’t you ask grandpa to send someone to deliver the fish directly?”
"Don't worry, I'm using a BMW that can travel thousands of miles by day and hundreds of miles by night. I'll be back in about half a month. And the fish is very precious, so I'm going to get it myself this time!" "
Jiang Zhiyuan's eyes showed determination to win, but Jiang Xianfeng had a hunch that it might be a long, long time before her sister comes back after she leaves.
So that day, he sent her far, far away. Even Brother Zhou only sent her to the city gate.
