"How is it possible? How could my skills make such a low-level mistake?" Sheng Zhiyao defended her unconvincedly.

"What's going on?" the emperor asked in confusion.

Mr. Sheng frowned, and after a moment of silence, he spoke, "This shouldn't be what you did, there is no color, fragrance and smell. What's going on?"

"Here, ask him." Sheng Zhiyao pointed at Feng Yuanchen standing next to him.

"Master, is my cooking as bad as you said? Although it is not very good, it tastes good. You can try it first." Feng Yuanchen brought the dish to Mr. Sheng.

Mr. Sheng hesitated for a while, but saw that the dishes on the table were pretty good, so he picked up a green bamboo shoot and tasted it. The taste was so good, but...

"This seems a bit salty..."

"Ah? How could it be? I'll try it."

Feng Yuanchen tasted the green bamboo shoots, and it was indeed a bit salty as the old marquis said.

"That..." Feng Yuanchen didn't know how to explain it.

"Let me see." The emperor picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth.

"Puchi..."

The emperor squirted it out as soon as he swallowed it.

"Grandpa Emperor, what's wrong with you?" Sheng Zhiyao and Feng Yuanchen said in unison.

"No, nothing..." the emperor shook his head and said.

Sheng Zhiyao asked in confusion: "It's impossible! Didn't you say it taste good after you taste it?"

"Well, I thought it was OK at the time!"

"Yuanchen, you can call this?" Old Marquis Sheng stared at Feng Yuanchen with wide eyes.

Feng Yuanchen was stared at by the two elders for no reason: "Yes, what's wrong?"

The emperor put down his chopsticks: "Zhiyao, this dish... are you sure you don't want us to have a meal?"

"Grandpa, I can't blame me for this!" Sheng Zhiyao said aggrievedly, "I see that he is becoming more and more skilled and confident. I think he should do a good job, so I didn't taste it. Who knows

He...ah!"

The emperor comforted, "Since that's the case, I'll try it again!"

"Yes." Sheng Zhiyao nodded.

So the emperor picked up a piece of chicken leg from another plate and tasted it: "Well, this one is still edible, but it tastes nothing."

"Then eat more." Sheng Zhiyao said, picking up a large chopstick and putting it in front of the emperor.

"Um."

The emperor started to eat it and bit it deeper. He suddenly felt a strong smell of oil spreading in his mouth, and then he vomited it out again, his face turned pale in an instant.

"Grandpa Emperor, what's wrong with you?" Sheng Zhiyao hurried over to ask when he saw the emperor's uncomfortable look.

"Um..." The emperor covered his lips and couldn't speak, so he had to toughen his teeth and swallow the chicken.

Sheng Zhiyao looked at the emperor's pale face and turned around in a hurry.

"Don't worry, I'll take a break." The emperor said weakly.

"Then you lie down quickly, I'll pour you a cup of tea." Sheng Zhiyao said as she ran out of the door and poured a glass of water for the emperor.

After drinking water, the emperor's condition improved a little.

"How is Grandpa Emperor?" Sheng Zhiyao said with concern.

The emperor waved his hand gently: "Yuanchen, your skills are really about to send my grandfather away!"

"Grandpa Emperor, why do you say that? I really think it tastes pretty good!" Feng Yuanchen was unhappy.

"Forget it! Zhiyao, a child, does not have the talent to cook, don't let him harm us!" said Mr. Sheng.

"Okay, okay~ Let's have hot pot for lunch today! I really don't have time to cook. Isn't this the Emperor and the Emperor still hungry?" Sheng Zhiyao said in a pleasing manner.

"Well, then eat hot pot, I don't have much appetite anyway." The emperor said helplessly.

"Okay, I'll go and tell someone to prepare some vegetables."

"Yeah, go."

After the emperor said that, he closed his eyes and rested.

"Yuanchen, you are simply trying to murder me, do you know?" the emperor complained.

"I...I'm not the first time I did it." Feng Yuanchen felt a little guilty.

"Hmph, you stinky brat." Old Marquis Sheng sighed and said, "Learn to learn it for me! You can't even cook food. If I had known it, I wouldn't marry Zhiyao to you!"

"Hey, I don't like to listen to you, old man." The emperor said unconvincedly, "Yuanchen has been with you for so long, have you taught me? You didn't teach him how to cook! It's your three grandchildren who can do it

."

"That's different!" Mr. Sheng said dissatisfiedly, "Besides, their cooking skills were cultivated in the Marquis' Mansion. They are not like your grandson. My father doesn't love my mother or her mother. There is also a grandfather who eats melons all day long

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"Stop sow discord, why don't I care about my grandson?" the emperor retorted.

"You're in charge? You're not letting go of the shopkeeper, throwing everything to me, and this is my grandson." Old Marquis Sheng said with confidence.

"Why isn't it? Isn't it your grandson-in-law now? You chose him as your apprentice at the beginning, so I didn't force you." The emperor retorted.

"You...humph, you didn't force me, but you sent me to the door directly. You can settle the cost of raising me for so many years." Old Marquis Sheng said sarcastically without hesitation.

"You old guy!" The emperor shivered in anger.

"Aren't I afraid you will be stolen?" Mr. Sheng said seriously, "So from this month, you must pay a silver note every month."

"You...I don't believe you are so old, I can't cure you!" The emperor said angrily.

"Haha, the iron rooster, I don't even have a penny. I will slap my beard when I mention money." Old Marquis Sheng smiled.

"Old guy, let's see if I won't hit you." The emperor rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards Old Marquis Sheng.

The two old men chased and fought all the way.

As a result, after a few laps, both of them collapsed on the chairs. Sheng Hanmo and Sheng Hancheng quickly brought hot tea and handed it to the two of them.

"Grandpa, how are you?" Sheng Hancheng asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Old Marquis Sheng took a few sips of hot tea and calmed down, "He can't hit me."

The emperor gasped for a while and finally calmed down, stood up and pointed at Sheng Hancheng and scolded: "You stinky old man, look at my face."

Sheng Lixin couldn't help laughing when she saw the emperor's red face.

"Still laugh?"

"Don't you cry if you don't laugh?" Mr. Sheng said disdainfully, "But we haven't been so presumptuous for a long time. I really miss you!"

"What do you miss!"

"I missed the days when I was playing in the palace with you."

"Yes! Times have changed, things have changed." The emperor also sighed, "Why did you, old man, want to play with me back then?"

"I just like you, a kid, is not particular about your elegance and has a good temper." said Mr. Sheng, "Besides, you look okay."

"Bah!" the emperor said disgusted, "Is that okay? It's obvious that the jade tree is in the wind and is romantic."
Chapter completed!