Genius Doctor Peasant Girl

Dugu City listened carefully to the conversation of the neighboring table, and then realized that the restaurant was under the name of Princess Yao, so it's not surprising!

It is estimated that only a strange woman like Princess Yao can come up with such a novel food bar in this world.

But for the people's respect for King Yao, Prince Dugu was a little surprised.

Although I have heard a lot from others before, I really feel different when I see this situation.

However, combined with King Yao's strength and the benevolent government implemented after King Yao captured the Xiongnu this time, Prince Dugu understood this situation.

It seems that King Yao is a real man of popular support. In the future, maybe...

"My son, what do you want? Hurry up, Xiao Er said just now that this barbecue will be more delicious with this sauce, you try?"

Jin Qiu looked at the prince who was in a trance several times today and said softly.

"Ah, well, you can eat too, taste the food in the richest capital in the world." Prince Dugu nodded and said towards Jinqiu with a smile.

Prince Dugu has always been low-key and kind. After Jinqiu did not twist and bake a lot of the plates in front of the prince, he continued to bake himself.

"En! It's delicious, Jinqiu, try it soon." Prince Dugu dipped some sauce and put a chopsticks barbecue into his mouth, surprised.

"Okay! Son, you can eat more." Jin Qiu put some into the Dugu City bowl as he said.

A meal filled the stomach, and the master and servant began to wander the streets again.

There was no sense of disobedience in that way, and it seemed that the two people did not seem to have come to negotiate at all, and there was no sense of dull and tense feeling in them.

"My son, look at this..." Jin Qiu became active now, and the little thing on the noodle stall yelled.

After Chunfeng and King Yao returned to the manor after dinner, a waiter reported that the messenger of the Liaodong New School had arrived.

However, he did not come to see the prince the first time, but went shopping.

This makes Baili Mochen feel fresh.

"Don't worry about him, let him walk around!" Baili Mochen waved lightly.

"Yes, Lord!"

Don't talk about peace talks, go shopping first, this Liaodong prince is a bit interesting.

Baili Mochen stood in front of the study window, muttering to himself.

Since the spring breeze came back from Piaoxiangju, there has been a burst of fragrance from the kitchen of the palace from time to time, and the smell has been floating from the back kitchen of the palace to the front yard.

Provoked everyone's mouth for a while, and thought that this mansion was a new cook? The craftsmanship is so good?

After Baili Mochen finished his official duties in the study, he was about to go back to Ziguangyuan. He just left the house, and he smelled the scent in the courtyard, guessing that it must be what the spring breeze is doing.

He raised his foot and walked towards the kitchen in the backyard. The closer to the kitchen, the stronger the fragrance.

I smelled it far away, but it was just a pure scent, and the more I walked in, it felt a bit spicy and fragrant.

On this cold winter day, Baili Mochen's throat suddenly felt hot.

"What is this?" Baili Mochen asked faintly.

Seeing Chunfeng in plain clothes standing in front of the stove and busying himself, Baili Mochen felt as if he had seen the spring breeze in Dahe Village a long time ago.

Although the spring breeze at that time was still a girl who hadn't grown up, he planted a seed in his heart, and it has been luxuriant until now.

"This is our dinner, how about a fresh way to eat it?" Chunfeng smiled and turned around to look at Baili Mochen who was looking at him.

"Well, it smells very good, but is it a bit spicy?" Baili Mo Chen frowned slightly.

It's not that he can't eat spicy food, but looking at the red stuff in the pot, he feels that his throat is on fire inexplicably.

"Well, this looks a bit spicy, but it really tastes delicious. You'll know when you try it later."

Looking at the attractive red color in the pot, Chunfeng couldn't help swallowing and said.

The winter in the north is really cold. It is a perfect treat to eat a hot pot of hot pot on this cold winter day!

Spring Breeze made a special good thing, lamb!

To eat hot pot lamb in the evening, think about the taste of the spring breeze, and don’t want it.

In previous winters, hot pot was a must-eat in the spring breeze, and now it is naturally indispensable.

"Well, is there anything I can help?" Baili Mochen couldn't help but ask as he watched Chunfeng busy.

Chunfeng turned his head curiously, what do you do as a prince in this kitchen?

"I can." As if seeing the denial in Chunfeng's eyes, Baili Mochen added another sentence.

"Then you can wash this for me!" Chunfeng handed a handful of small green vegetables to Baili Mochen indefinitely.

"Okay!" Baili Mochen took the vegetables in Chunfeng's hands, turned around and went to the water to wash with a basin of water.

Chunfeng saw that his movements were not proficient, but he did it in a decent way, at least better than what Chen Lanlan did at the beginning. This made Chunfeng a little eye-catching.

"Is there anything else to do?" Baili Mochen handed the washed vegetables to Chunfeng, and said again, looking at her dazedly.

"Huh?" Chunfeng was a little distracted, and he suddenly returned to his senses when he asked.

I looked down at the soup in the pot and it was almost cooked. He raised his head and said, "No, you can go back to your room first. I will ask Pengyue and Hanzhu to bring these to our yard."

"En, well, I'll wait for you!" With a light smile, Baili Mochen turned and walked back.

A hot pot meal is hot and spicy, and the body and mind after indulgence is exceptionally comfortable. It seems to be a long, long-lost feeling.

"Is it delicious?" Chunfeng asked over a hundred miles of ink dust with his slightly hot tongue.

"Well, it's delicious, it's just slightly spicy!" Baili Mochen insisted on holding back the tears that were about to flow out of the spicy, maintaining an elegant taste.

Didn’t you say that it tastes good when it looks spicy? But why now he feels that his tongue is almost not his own, but still can't stop and want to eat?

"Hahaha, what's slightly spicy, is it super spicy? I can see the tears in your eyes." Chunfeng said without kindness at all, but fortunately he laughed unscrupulously.

"..." Baili Mochen was suffocating now, and didn't want to talk at all, just as he watched Chunfeng smile proudly.

"Okay, I won't laugh. In fact, this kind of spicy food is dying, but it still makes people want to eat. It is the essence of hot pot, know? It's like knowing the thorny road ahead, but Still can't help but keep moving forward for the same reason."

Chunfeng has a different understanding of hot pot, just like eating hot pot is a kind of spirit.

"Well, there is indeed such a feeling, it makes people want to stop."

Baili Mochen savored the spring breeze, and nodded.