Phi-Fic Chapter 141 Improving Food
Chapter 141 Improving Food
"At most I will lose my fiefdom, but I can still live my happy life now, do you believe it?"
Of course I do.
She was right. Even though they were both princesses, Yanyu could not defeat her.
Only then did Yang realize what a stupid thing she had done. She was pushing her daughter into a desperate situation bit by bit.
Now she was completely panicked and slid off the chair. I don’t know if she was so scared that her legs went weak or she just knelt down.
"Princess, it's my fault."
"No matter how wrong you are, it's all my fault."
Bei Jingchu avoided her hand that was pulling her sleeve.
They are indeed mother and daughter, both love to pull each other's sleeves.
But my sister can pull her sleeves, but can Yang pull them whenever she wants?
"Your Highness, Yanyu is still young. She was instigated by me to be hostile to you."
"I will never do that again. I will make her obey my elder sister and never go against Your Highness again."
"You can kill me or chop me up if you want, don't mind Yanyu's previous offense."
Is this really a four-year-old child?
It’s so scary. There’s no way the mother and daughter can defeat her.
After scaring Yang, Bei Jingchu hurried away.
She was hungry; she hadn't had dinner yet.
When I went out, I bumped into Bei Yanyu.
When my sister saw her, she was like a mouse seeing a cat.
Bei Jingchu thought about it and realized that in addition to Yang's instigation, she had indeed been too harsh on her during this period.
She regained some of her kindness, cleared her throat, and said, "Xiao Yu'er, come here, come to your elder sister~"
Bei Yanyu was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears, "Sister, please don't do this, I'm scared! Wuuuuuuuuuu."
Bei Jingchu: "..."
Bei Yanyu had no idea what was going on in her mind. Her expression became more and more terrified. Finally, she turned around and ran for her life: "Help! My elder sister is possessed by a monster!"
Bei Jingchu: "..."
She gritted her teeth and decided that she shouldn't be gentle to this brat.
Because she suddenly softened, Bei Yanyu was frightened and became very well-behaved for the past two days.
She didn't even have to go to the Princess Palace to look for someone. After school every day, she would happily follow him to the Xuanshi Palace.
The person who served tea and water was very attentive, even though he broke two of Bei Jingchu's cups.
The emperor was disgusted by the lackey's appearance.
Bei Jingchu is the same. Although she has a maid, she just likes to order her sister around.
Watching her running around with her short legs, she looks very happy.
The emperor pulled up Bei Jingchu, who was being served leisurely, and Bei Yanyu, who had to massage her elder sister's legs since childhood, and went to pay their respects to the empress dowager together.
When they arrived at the Renshou Hall, the Empress Dowager asked Aunt Hui to peel a green tangerine and picked up a slice with a silver fork to taste.
She nodded, "This orange is exceptionally sweet, Heng'er should try it too."
The emperor tasted a piece and agreed without changing his expression, "It is indeed very sweet. Chu'er should try it too."
The emperor handed the fruit plate to Bei Jingchu.
Bei Jingchu felt it was strange, so she forked a piece and put it in her mouth.
"..."
She controlled her expression and even smiled.
"It's really delicious, Yanyu should try it too."
Bei Yanyu didn't suspect anything and directly picked up a big piece and put it into her little mouth.
The next second: "yue~~~"
"very sour!"
Bei Yanyu wears a mask of pain.
The other three generations of grandparents and grandchildren spat out the sour oranges they had in their mouths in unison.
After vomiting, Bei Yanyu was seen accusing the three bad guys with a wronged look.
Bei Jingchu sneered in an unkind manner.
The Empress Dowager invited the three of them to have dinner in Renshou Hall. Bei Jingchu looked at the dishes she had been eating for three years and fell silent.
The imperial chefs in the palace naturally have a lot of variety, but the problem is that she has been eating it for three years and is really a bit tired of it now.
The table was full of stews, boiled dishes, fried, deep-fried and grilled food, and Bei Jingchu discovered a highlight.
"Aye, have you ever tried stir-frying vegetables?"
During the meal, except Bei Yanyu who was concentrating on picking up food, the other two looked confused.
"Stir-fry...what is it?"
[Okay, I knew it. It seems that cooking has not yet been invented.]
[The God of Cooking is here. I will let them see the power of cooking! ]
The next day, Bei Jingchu went to instruct the royal chef.
"It's this pot. After you put the oil in and throw the ingredients in, don't just let it sit there."
"Take an iron spoon and turn it over."
"There are too few vegetables. You can put more stir-fried ingredients."
The royal chef finally couldn't help but retort: "Your Highness, if you put too much food on top, the ones piled on top will not be cooked."
He didn't dare to interfere if His Highness wanted to do something new.
At worst, it won't taste good, Your Highness can just take a bite and not eat it.
But if it is not cooked, the princess will get an upset stomach and he will be punished.
Bei Jingchu patiently explained: "Stir-frying is to ensure that it is heated evenly."
"Just use more spoons to fry it, it will be cooked, trust me."
The imperial chef stammered and was about to cry: "Your Highness, I believe you, but I cannot trust my life."
"Ah this..."
It seems a bit embarrassing for others, but she really is not here to fool people.
The stir-fry is really delicious.
"Then... if you don't fry it, I'll have to do it myself."
The royal chef knelt down immediately, "That's even more unacceptable, Your Highness!"
"If you get hurt, I will be finished."
Bei Jingchu crossed her arms and said, "So, you neither want to do it nor let me do it... Are you blackmailing me morally?"
The chef was puzzled: "What is moral kidnapping?"
Bei Jingchu gave Haoyue a wink, and the little girl finally had some tacit understanding with her.
Haoyue scolded, "You did whatever His Highness told you to do. Do you forget your duty by relying on His Highness' kindness?"
"If you don't obey my orders, I will punish you now, regardless of whether Your Highness has a stomachache or not."
The imperial chef had no choice but to obey and do as Bei Jingchu instructed.
The choking smell of oil smoke came out of the pot. Not only the imperial chef, but even Chang Yan couldn't figure it out and quietly leaned close to Bei Jingchu's ear.
"Your Highness, is this really edible?"
Bei Jingchu: "..."
She was a little sad.
[Why don't any of them trust me? Do I look so unreliable? ]
When Haoyue heard the inner voice, he knew that his chance to show his loyalty had come.
Although her stomach was beating fast, she couldn't show it.
Haoyue encouraged Bei Jingchu: "I believe in Your Highness. Whatever Your Highness comes up with must be the best food in the world!"
"Your Highness is never wrong!"
Bei Jingchu: "..."
[Oh my god, this is even more outrageous! ]
[This is not trusting me, this is being a brainless fan. ]