The chef turned around and saw Chen Jingke, and said quickly: "You are here to eat too, real person. Can you get used to eating in a big pot? How about I turn on a small stove and cook a few dishes for you?"

"No, that's all." Chen Jingke didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he replied and asked the question again.

The chef nodded hurriedly and said: "That's right, that's right. I obviously didn't sprinkle water on it, but many small water droplets appeared out of nowhere, densely packed."

Chen Jingke asked again: "When did the water droplets start to appear?"

The chef thought for a moment and said, "It's not here yet in the morning. I prepared lunch an hour ago and it's already here."

Chen Jingke further confirmed his guess. He didn't have time to eat at this time. He directly handed the plate to the student behind him and said, "I'm in a hurry. I'll give this to you."

The student was flattered and said: "Thank you, Master."

Chen Jingke walked straight out of the canteen, first ran to several houses, and went to the kitchen to check the salt shakers under the puzzled looks of others. Most of them had water stains on them.

Then I went to the warehouse and looked at the salt jars placed here, and found that many of them had many small water droplets condensed on them.

There was a lot of moisture in the kitchen and he wasn't sure whether his guess was correct. The warehouse was so dry and there were still water droplets on the salt jars, which meant there was a lot of moisture in the air.

He quickly called his guards and said, "Let's hurry to the palace."

The guards who were eating knew that something big was going on when they saw this. They threw down their bowls and chopsticks and followed him to the palace.

The palace was also eating at the moment, and Li Shimin had no appetite at all when looking at the food in front of him.

After taking a few bites, I was about to ask someone to take the food away when the waiter came to report that Chen Jingke asked to see him.

He was very confused as to why Chen Jingke arrived at the hotel in such a hurry, but he still had someone bring him in.

"See you, Your Majesty." Chen Jingke bowed with his hands raised. Seeing the four dishes and one soup on the table, smelling the aroma, his stomach began to growl.

Without being polite, he moved a chair to sit on the opposite side and said: "I haven't had lunch yet, so I'll deal with it here to save you the boring meal alone..."

Then he said to Ren Feng: "I asked you, Old Ren, why are you so weak today? You sat down without even looking at me. Please bring me a pair of chopsticks."

Ren Feng suppressed his laughter and said, "Hey, I'll get it for you right now."

Li Shimin blew his beard angrily and glared, saying: "Whoever needs your company, just stay there."

Ren Feng took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to him, taking the opportunity to say: "The saint has not eaten for a whole day, so he only drank a few mouthfuls of soup. How can this be done? Please help me to persuade him."

Chen Jingke patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, once I tell you my purpose, I will ensure that your majesty can eat all the food on the table."

Ren Feng only thought he was joking, but Li Shimin didn't think so.

He knew this would-be son-in-law very well, and he would usually be so carried away by something great. Although he didn't know what it was about, he couldn't help but look forward to it in his heart.

But he deliberately said: "Fart, what do you think of me? I can't even finish this table of vegetables to feed the pigs."

After saying that, he himself started laughing.

The atmosphere in the entire hall became much more relaxed at this time, and the waiters couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, as expected, Chen Zhenren was indeed the most favored person.

Ren Feng took the opportunity and said: "Sage, why don't you use some?"

Li Shimin was about to nod, but held back and said, "No, he must make it clear today. I want to see what news can help me finish this table of dishes."

"If he doesn't satisfy me, I'll let him finish the whole table today."

Chen Jingke swallowed the food in his mouth and said with a smile: "Hey, it's going to rain. Is this news enough?"

Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "What did you say, it's going to rain? Ren Feng, go out and take a look."

Chen Jingke stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "No need to look, the sun is shining brightly and there are no clouds in the sky."

If it were another person, even if it were before, Li Shimin would definitely think that the other person was playing tricks on him. Again, this person was Chen Jingke.

Although sometimes unreliable, he never makes fun of key matters. Maybe he really has some way to observe the rain.

So he asked directly: "Let's be honest, how did you know it was going to rain? When will it rain? Will it be heavy?"

Chen Jingke said: "As early as tonight, or as late as two days, there will be heavy rain, and even local areas need to prevent flooding. As for how I know..."

At this point, he pointed to the food on the table and said, "I'll tell you after I finish eating."

Li Shimin said nothing, picked up the bowl and said, "Come and eat."

He also specially stretched out his chopsticks to pick up Chen Jingke's favorite dishes.

Chen Jingke was unhappy and pulled his favorite dish directly to him, and then the two of them started grabbing it from each other.

The people on the side couldn't help but laugh.

Ren Feng also breathed a sigh of relief and pretended to stop the fight.

In such a noisy manner, the two of them actually ate up a table full of food.

The waiter quickly removed the plates and bowls and served two cups of tea.

Li Shimin regained his dignity as an emperor and asked, "Tell me, how did you know it was going to rain?"

Chen Jingke said: "When I was a child, my elders told me a proverb: If the salt jar becomes bitter, it will rain heavily; if the salt jar becomes damp, it will rain heavily. I have personally verified it and it has hit the mark ten times out of ten."

"Although the salt shaker may not necessarily become damp when it rains, it will most likely cause rain once the moisture returns to the salt shaker."

Li Shimin immediately said: "Go and ask the salt jars if there is any return of moisture. Check a few more."

Ren Feng hurried out and rushed to the imperial dining room to check in person.

When the eunuch in the palace came over, no one dared to neglect him, and the head of the imperial kitchen received him personally.

Hearing him ask about the return of moisture in the salt jars, although he was very confused, he still answered honestly: "It is true that there are water droplets on some salt jars. Why do you keep asking about this?"

Ren Feng glanced at him and said: "You are also an old man in the palace, why don't you understand these rules? Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

The head of the imperial kitchen shrank his neck in fright, slapped himself and said, "Look at my mouth, why am I talking nonsense today? Please forgive me."

Ren Feng did not pursue the matter. After beating it, he said: "Is there a salt shaker in the warehouse? Take me to see it."

The manager of the imperial kitchen said quickly: "Yes, yes, there is a lot of salt used in the palace, and there is a lot of salt stored in the warehouse... I will take you there right now."

When we arrived at the warehouse, we found a row of dozens of large vats, all filled with salt.

Ren Feng touched each one with his hands and found that there were traces of water on many of them. He was also very excited. It seemed that it was really going to rain.

However, for the sake of stability, he still asked: "Where does the water outside this salt tank come from? Has it been there before?"

The manager of the imperial kitchen quickly said: "No, no, this warehouse is cleaned every day to prevent fire and moisture, and it is usually very clean. I am also wondering about the water that suddenly appeared today."

Ren Feng pretended not to care and said: "Hey, why do you care so much? Anyway, there is no loss of salt in the jar. Okay, the saint still needs my service, so I will go back first. If you need anything in the future, just come to me."

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After leaving the imperial dining room, Ren Feng jogged all the way back to the Ganlu Hall.

Li Shimin, who was chatting with Chen Jingke, immediately asked: "How?"

Ren Feng took a breath and said happily: "Back to the Saint, there are indeed water drops in the salt jar in the imperial kitchen. I also asked them specifically. This has never happened before, and it just happened today."

Li Shimin no longer had any doubts and said happily: "Haha... OK, OK, Jing Ke, you have made another great contribution."

Chen Jingke smiled and said: "As long as it is helpful to you, now that I have finished talking about my affairs, I won't delay your official duties."

Li Shimin did not stay with him and said: "Okay, you can go back first. By the way, that matter will unfold as planned, don't be afraid."

Chen Jingke naturally knew what he was talking about and said, "Okay, I understand."

When he left, Li Shimin immediately said: "Go and ask Duke Zhao, Duke Ying, Duke Liang, Duke Zheng... to come and see me."

He called out more than a dozen names at once, all of whom were close ministers of the DPRK. This time, even Wei Zheng was called over.

Ren Feng knew that the emperor had a big plan, so he quickly sent people to invite them one by one.

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Chen Jingke did not leave the palace directly, but went to Qinzheng Hall.

Xiao Sizi happened to be there too, and she was very happy to know that he was coming, so she quickly ran out to greet him. If she had been there before, she would have run over to hold hands, but now she just stood in the distance and looked at him quietly.

Chen Jingke thought that the little girl was starting to become sensible, so he walked over, hugged her and spun her around before putting her down.

And asked a question that I don’t know how many times I have asked: "Does Xiao Sizi miss his brother?"

Little Sizi has become accustomed to this kind of hug. Although she is embarrassed to take the initiative to hug her, she enjoys Chen Jingke hugging her.

I was a little shy at first, but gradually I got used to it, including this question from Chen Jingke.

"Well, I was thinking about it. Is my brother okay today?"

"If you have something to do, staying with Xiao Sizi is the top priority." Chen Jingke held her hand and said.

This is also an answer that has been said countless times, but Xiao Sizi likes to hear it very much, and his eyes narrowed with joy.

Holding her hand and returning to the room, Chen Jingke saluted his eldest grandson Wugao and said, "Aunt, I'm here to see you."

There was a trace of tiredness on Changsun Wugou's face, but he still laughed and scolded: "That's nonsense. Are you here to see me? Don't think that I don't know your evil thoughts."

"Hehe." Chen Jingke sat down opposite her and said, "Although I'm not here to see you specifically, I can solve your troubles."

Changsun Wugou raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, then tell me what my troubles are first."

Chen Jingke pointed to it and said, "That's your trouble."

Changsun Wugou said with great interest: "Since you know and dare to talk about solving it, can you make it rain?"
To be continued...