Chapter 90 Food is the most important thing for the people!
At noon, in Fenglin Garden, under a big red maple tree.
"Can 'Little Leaf' be eaten?" "Little Baozi" squatted next to Zhuo Ye and kept swallowing his saliva.
"It's almost, it's almost." Zhuo Ye said with a smile, one hand kept flipping the meat skewers on the iron shelf, and the other hand held an oversized brush and brushed the meat skewers back and forth.
Oil.
Zhuo Ye chuckled secretly: Hey, she is not used to using this thing for writing, but it is very handy as a seasoning brush...
Qiao Ling on the side was sweating, it turns out that the writing brush has such a use...
"Qiao Ling, pass me some of the cucumbers and eggplants you skewered." Zhuo Ye said to Qiao Ling.
"Okay, girl." Qiao Ling handed over the skewered vegetables on the plate, then twitched the corners of her mouth and continued to skewer the peppers in her hand...
She had only heard of people roasting some whole or whole pieces of game in the wild. She had never seen this kind of barbecue on skewers. Moreover, it was the first time she heard that vegetables could also be roasted! She glanced at the shelves that were already being grilled.
Can you eat a roasted cucumber that changes color? Qiao Ling has some doubts...
The fiery red maple leaves swayed wildly in the breeze, making a rustling sound, as if they were singing a moving melody. Occasionally, the leaves flew away from the branches, swirling and falling, as gracefully as dancing butterflies...
Under the tree, a woman in blue was sitting on a low stool, with a shallow, warm smile on her clear and smooth face. Her delicate hands kept flipping some strange food on the iron rack. Occasionally, grease dripped from the charcoal fire, making a sound.
There was a sizzling sound, and the wind carried a tantalizing fragrance...
A chubby, pink baby squatted next to the woman, with obsidian-like eyes staring straight at the tempting food on the grill. His face was full of eagerness, and he used his little fat expression from time to time.
Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand...
The woman occasionally smiled at the fat baby, her eyes full of love and doting...
On the other side, a pretty maid was stroking the woman in blue, with a look of suspicion on her pretty face, but also some curiosity.
The sunlight pours down through the gaps in the leaves, giving this harmonious and funny picture a layer of soft light...
This is what Feng Linche, Feng Linge and Qingzhu saw when they entered Fenglin Garden...
"It smells so good!" After the three of them stood at the entrance of the courtyard for a moment, Feng Linge was the first to say.
Zhuo Ye looked up and saw Feng Linge's handsome face with a charming smile, looking at her. Feng Linche remained cold and expressionless, while Qingzhu stared curiously and inexplicably at the barbecue on the shelf.
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"Zhuo Ye has met Prince Rui and Prince Jin." Zhuo Ye sighed secretly and stood up.
"My slave, please pay your respects to the two princes." Qiao Ling also continued.
"Little Baozi" finally drew his attention away from the skewers, blinked a pair of starry eyes, straightened up his little body, ran forward in a dog-like manner, and called softly: "Xuan'er has seen your father."
King, I have met the Seventh Emperor..."
"Yeah" Feng Lince responded lightly.
"There's no need to be too polite. Just do what you have to do. I hope I won't disturb you." Feng Linge said with a smile.
Qiao Ling responded, got up and went into the house to make tea.
Zhuo Ye was not polite. Seeing that the skewers on the grill were about to be burned, he quickly sat down and continued to flip them.
"I thought you were teaching Xuan'er." Feng Lince glanced at the strange barbecue rack and said coolly.
Today is the first day that "Little Baozi" "comes out of isolation". Starting from today, "Little Baozi" will go to the academy in the morning and will study with Zhuo Ye in the afternoon...
"Food is the most important thing for the people. It's lunch time now, Your Majesty!" Zhuo Ye pushed back without hesitation.
Feng Lince raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
"Little Baozi" took a careful look at Feng Lince, and after making sure that his father had no special expression, he calmly continued to squat in front of the grill and swallow his saliva.
Feng Linge couldn't help but chuckle, and reached out to pat the "little bun" on the head.
"Is Prince Jin's health feeling better?" Zhuo Ye asked while flipping the skewers. Feng Linge's complexion seemed better today than a few days ago...
"Thank you, Miss Zhuo, for remembering me. It's already great." Feng Linge replied with a smile, and then looked at the skewers in Zhuo Ye's hand with interest, and then said, "I came to Third Brother's house to do some small things today.
I just happened to come to see the girl and Xuan'er. Before I arrived at Fenglin Garden, I could smell the fragrance from a distance, which greatly increased my appetite!"