Intuition telling Lao Wei that Zhao Chen suddenly invited him to his side, there must be nothing good.

However, after thinking about it, Old Wei felt that it didn't matter anymore.

He has nothing, and Zhao Chen can squeeze out a liang of oil from himself to consider him great.

Wei Zheng looked as if he was ready to die and went to the emperor.

Old Li was tired and sweating profusely. He looked around and saw only Queen Changsun and two women sitting next to him.

Let Queen Changsun help?

Old Li is reluctant to let it go!

Calling Li Ruoshuang for help and the mud?

Zhao Chen will probably fight him.

Old Li was in a dilemma, and when he saw Wei Zheng walking towards him, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

Wei Zheng was wondering why Zhao Chen asked him to come here. When he saw the emperor holding his hands in the mud, he smiled at him.

Good guy!

Wei Zheng turned around and left, but he had only time to turn around, and was called out by Lao Li: "Wei Qing, I will give you a chance to share dinner with me. Come and help me build a barbecue grill."

Wei Zheng wanted to pretend that he didn't hear it, but was pulled back by the emperor who came over.

"Your Majesty, I am here to find Duke Zhao County. He is not here, I will look for it elsewhere..."

Wei Zheng knew that Zhao Chen would definitely have no good things when he came over to him.

Sure enough, the emperor is waiting for him here!

"I'm almost exhausted, I'm almost exhausted. Help me quickly, otherwise I'll be fined your salary." Old Li said arrogantly.

When money was mentioned, Wei Zheng immediately became anxious.

He was originally poor as an official, so he made some money with Zhao Chen last year, otherwise he would have to count the coins every day.

Wei Zheng also wanted to be as tough as Zhao Chen.

But people are poor and have a weak ambitions?

When the emperor said he was fined his salary, the people of Wei Zheng were panicked.

Hurry back and give the emperor and the mud.

...

"Your Highness, are we really not going out to put on an air?"

Not far away, Li Chengqian sat in a tent, listening to the lively outside, expressionless.

Du He and Li Chengqian asked in a low voice.

"If you don't go, just eat something at night. We need to do our best to go to the spring hunt tomorrow and have no time to waste our energy here." Li Chengqian said lightly.

In fact, I don’t want to have anything to do with Zhao Chen from the bottom of my heart.

The more he saw Zhao Chen performing in front of everyone, the more he became more angry.

Everyone was complimenting Zhao Chen and listening to Zhao Chen’s arrangements.

As the prince, this person of the same age as Zhao Chen seemed too failed.

"What the Prince of the Crown Prince said is that when a gentleman is away from the kitchen, Zhao Chen is very reluctant to get in. Compared with His Royal Highness, Zhao Chen is just an incompetent boy."

"Your Highness, eat some dry food first. I'll get you a glass of water." Du He nodded repeatedly and took out two dry steamed buns from the package.

...

The barbecue racks were quickly set up and arranged in front of the tent.

Although it looks particularly ugly, as long as it can be used, there is no big problem.

The charcoal fire is booming, so people quickly throw it under the newly baked barbecue rack.

Although the mud on the barbecue rack has not dried yet, it can dry faster after adding charcoal fire.

Everyone followed suit and threw the charcoal fire into the stove.

Soon, the pungent smell of smoke dissipated with the spring wind.

"What a link?" Zhao Chen shouted.

Immediately someone came over with a string and carefully placed it on the back of the set knife.

The charcoal was not burning completely under the barbecue grill, and the blue smoke was getting bigger and bigger.

"Is there anything that can be fanned? The smoke is too strong and it tastes bad!" Zhao Chen asked everyone.

"No, this spring, no one will bring something fanning."

"Why should we send someone to blow the air?"

The person who said this behind him was reluctant to put his head on it and bake it together.

Send someone to blow?

It's a pity that he said it!

Could it be that they will eat the saliva blown out of their mouths later?

Zhao Chen turned around and glanced around behind him.

His eyes fell on Lao Li's waist.

Old Li's expression was tense in an instant, and he moved back instinctively.

"Your Majesty, this fan..."

"No, absolutely not. There are original works of Wang Xizhi on it..."

Before Lao Li could finish his words, he felt something was missing on his waist.

Looking down, the fan that was just blocking his waist fell on Zhao Chen's hand.

"I borrow it and I'll give it back to you later, don't be so stingy!" Zhao Chen waved his fan and opened the entire fan.

Under the gritting eyes of Lao Li, he kept slapping at the charcoal fire under the shelf.

Wei Zheng's mouth was smirking at this moment.

What a guy, you dare to steal things from the emperor, this kid is also the first in the world.

The key is to grab the emperor's favorite fan.

"Your Majesty, I feel..."

"You're not thinking." Wei Zheng was about to instigate the emperor to deal with Zhao Chen fiercely, but he didn't expect the emperor to scold him directly.

Wei Zhengren was stunned.

This person who grabbed the fan is not himself. Why are you scolding us an old man for doing?

Wei Zheng was very aggrieved and kicked the stool behind the emperor in anger.

Looking back, I saw the emperor staring at him with both eyes.

...

Zhao Chen didn't care what kind of expression the old Li head behind him was. The fan in his hand flashed and fired.

The charcoal fire was blowing under the wind, flashing with red light.

Under the roasting of charcoal fire, the skewers on the back of the knife were sizzling with oil in a short while.

The smell of meat quickly overshadowed the choking blue smoke.

“Huhuhuhu——”

“The meat tastes so fragrant.”

"This is much more fragrant than the ones we eat at home on weekdays!"

"There are vendors from the Western Regions in the West who can also make such things, but they definitely don't smell that good."

"Mr. Zhao County is really good at it, but I don't know how the skewers taste."

"Let's learn how to do it."

The fragrance drifts away with the wind, and someone sucks the scent of the meat that drifts out.

Some people even wiped their mouths with their hands at that time, as if they were worried that their saliva would flow out.

More people immediately ran to their barbecue grill, thinking about the delicious food they just smelled, and they were all full of expectations.

Old Li kicked Wei Zheng in the ass hard, and he was still annoyed.

Suddenly, a strange smell of meat wafted into my nose, and I felt relieved.

He hummed a few words to Wei Zheng, who lowered his head and did not dare to speak, and looked at the meat skewers sizzling on the back of the knife with anticipation.

...

The skewers are very fast.

Add all kinds of prepared seasonings, apply a thick layer of sesame paste, and the skewers are wrapped with wide leaves.

"Hurry, hurry up, you all get out of the way." Old Li was afraid that these guys who were crowded together would knock Zhao Chen over.

He was particularly positive about what he ate than others.

Everyone stepped back, and dozens of meat skewers were placed on a small table.

"Brother Zhao, thank you for your hard work, try it first." Old Li was not in a hurry at this time.

He took a skewer and handed it to Zhao Chen.

"Guanyinbi, this is yours."

"Ruoshuang, yours."
Chapter completed!