When His Highness Prince Ning walked into the main hall with Jin Miaomiao and several servants from the kitchen, he clearly felt that the atmosphere here was not right. As for why it was not right, he really couldn't figure it out for a while. , but his very outstanding intuition told him that something interesting was about to happen, and this interesting thing was the kind that he was very interested in.
"It smells so good. What did you do?"
Song Jue looked at the big box brought by a few servants. He watched them open the box and take out the food. Although it was not as exquisite as what he had in the palace and looked a lot rougher, it was inexplicably special. He had an appetite, and the taste made him salivate.
"Look at this." His Highness Prince Ning took a relatively small food box from a servant, raised his eyebrows at Song Jue and Bai Meng, and bared his teeth at Wu Qingruo and Prince Dai, who were looking over. "This is the dish I have always wanted to cook. The royal chef in the palace doesn't know how to cook it, but our Miaomiao can, and she can also tell the origin of this dish, which is much better than the people in the palace. "
"This..." Song Jue looked at the dishes carefully placed on the table by His Highness Prince Ning, and frowned slightly, "This doesn't look unusual, does it? Not only is it not unusual, it looks quite ordinary, but..." He He leaned over and smelled it, "The taste is pretty good, so, what kind of dish is this that Uncle Wang has been thinking about for so long?"
"Your Majesty is right, this dish is not unusual at all, it is just difficult to make. It's not that the master chef in the imperial kitchen can't make it, but that such a dish probably cannot enter the palace." Jin Miaomiao chuckled. "This dish itself is not even considered a dish, it is just a snack from the north, and the taste is not suitable for Xijing City. They are definitely not good at making it." She called other people over to eat, "This dish has a The name is Casserole Sandal, which is actually a way of making chicken soup and sheep tripe. I have given His Highness Prince Ning how to make it. If Your Majesty wants to eat it after returning to the palace, you can ask His Highness Prince Ning to give you the recipe. The master chefs of the imperial kitchen are all very experienced people, and it is not difficult to do it, they can do it as soon as they see it."
Song Jue nodded and watched as Jin Miaomiao divided the dishes for everyone, handed the large food boxes to the servants in the dining room, and closed the door of the main hall. Then he slowly stood up and invited Wu Qingruo and Prince Dai and His Highness Prince Ning sat down first. After they were seated, he sat down at the main seat.
"Are you all hungry?" Wu Qingruo, the oldest, took the lead in picking up the kuaizi and nodded towards the others, "Eat quickly!"
The children waited until the elders were really excited before they tasted the dishes on the small table in front of them. Everyone's goal was relatively consistent, and they all went for the bowl of casserole Sandan.
This is a soup dish. The lamb tripe is stewed with clear chicken soup. The lamb tripe is soft and rotten. The chicken soup is not greasy and not greasy. It is also added with a little fragrance of coriander. It is warm. After drinking it, I feel that the coldness all over my body has disappeared and my stomach is full. It's very comfortable inside and in the belly.
"No wonder what Chenchen is thinking about is indeed a very good soup dish."
Prince Dai liked this soup very much, and quickly drank up one bowl. He didn't need anyone else, so he stood up and went over to get another bowl, and carefully carried it back to his seat. This time, he didn't drink so fast. He drank one mouthful at a time. While drinking the soup, he looked at Song Jue, Shen Haolin and Shen Cha, thinking about a good opportunity and how to speak.
"Haolin!" Wu Qingruo glanced at Prince Dai and knew what he was thinking. He winked at the three children, and after receiving a response, he continued, "Let us hear your little abacus preparation. How to start."
"Little abacus? What little abacus?"
His Highness Prince Ning was eating happily. Every dish on the table was made with his own eyes. While eating, he sighed at how good Jin Miaomiao's craftsmanship was. These children were by the side of the border. With such a skilled friend accompanying them, they don't have to worry about them not taking good care of themselves in Xijing City.
However, when he heard Wu Qingruo mention the small abacus, His Highness Prince Ning was stunned for a moment and looked at Wu Qingruo blankly.
"Where did this little calculation come from?"
"Listen to what they said, it's a little plan about how to plot against the Wanyan family." Wu Qingruo looked at His Highness Prince Ning next to him and saw that he was eating deliciously, and then placed the soft-fried pork ribs from his table on His Highness Prince Ning's table. on, "Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."
"A plot against the Wanyan family?" His Highness Prince Ning raised his eyebrows, thanked Wu Qingruo, and continued, "A plot against Wanyan Xi, a plot against Wanyan Qingmu and Wanyan Ping? Or a plot against the three of them?"
"How did you know?" Wu Qingruo was a little surprised, "Have you talked about this before?"
"No." His Highness Prince Ning shook his head gently, picked up a piece of soft fried pork belly, and nibbled on it in small mouthfuls, "Just thinking about it, I know that Wanyan Xi cannot be allowed to succeed so easily, but Wanyan Xi must be allowed to succeed. If it succeeds, only if Wan Yanxi becomes the Golden King, can the Xue family's sister-in-law be redressed, and her reputation restored, and the little Tian'er will not be poked in the scars from time to time. Although this is very contradictory, and it is also very difficult to do. It's difficult, but this must be something we have to solve. But how to solve it?" He smiled softly and threw the remaining half of the soft fried ridge into his mouth, "Artificially creating difficulties for Wanyanxi , let him know that being on the throne is not the end, but the starting point. If he wants to keep the throne, and if Wanyan Qingmu and Wanyan Xi don't come back, the only one he can rely on is us, right?"
"You really haven't talked about this?" Wu Qingruo looked at Shen Haolin, Shen Cha, and then at His Highness Prince Ning. When he saw that they all shook their heads in denial, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then you really There is a tacit understanding.”
"Brother Qingruo, isn't it my pleasure to cause trouble for the Wanyan family?" His Highness Prince Ning sneered, "The harder it is for them, the happier I will be." He said to Wu Qingruo Ya, then looked at Shen Haolin, Shen Cha and Song Jue who were gnawing on the boiled mutton, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What is your little abacus? I'll listen to it, check it for you, and supplement it for you. A little bit of content. Of course, the supplementary content will not ruin your business, it will definitely add to your little abacus."
"We still believe this." Shen Haolin nodded, put down the gnawed bones, wiped his hands, and said, "Because we have no specific deployment, only an empty shell."
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