The sacred tree is about to pass, and the cannon fodder's wish countdown is coming

As Shen Yusang, wearing an apron, shuttled back and forth in the kitchen, busy preparing dinner for tonight, Qiao Qing, who was standing aside, spoke again.

She whispered softly, "Sir, are you preparing to cook for the prince?"

Without even turning around, Shen Yusang casually replied while cutting vegetables, "Yes, that's right."

Hearing this, Qiao Qing's eyes flashed with excitement, and he quickly said, "Then Xiaoqing, come and help me, young master!"

As he spoke, he slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing an arm as white and delicate as mutton-fat jade.

I saw him reach out gracefully, pick up a ball of dough on the chopping board, and then begin to knead it slowly.

However, not long after, the dough, which was supposed to stay on the chopping board, seemed to have grown legs and ran around everywhere, finally rolling to the floor and getting dirty.

Seeing this, Shen Yusang asked with a dull face, "What are you going to do?"

"Xiaoqing wants to make a cake for the prince." Qiao Qing replied, blinking her big watery eyes.

Shen Yusang couldn't help but roll his eyes after hearing this, and said unhappily, "Then do you know that I asked Chef Wang to knead this dough to make noodles?"

"Go get the flour for making pastries from Chef Wang yourself."

Shen Yusang felt helpless as he looked at Qiao Qing who was making matters worse.

Why does it seem like he is the male servant, and Qiao Qing is the young master who has never done any housework?

The dough has been kneaded and she can still roll it on the ground.

Now, a dish is missing for nothing.

Based on this alone, Shen Yusang had already given up hope on the pastries he made.

But when the final product came out, Shen Yusang was obviously amazed.

The pastry made by Qiao Qing is peach blossom rice cake, the dough of which is carefully made from the world-famous Wuxing glutinous rice, and has a soft, sticky and elastic texture.

The filling is a delicate red bean paste made from high-quality white horse beans. It is sweet but not greasy and full of fragrance.

Not only that, Qiao Qing also ingeniously added fresh peach petals and tender and juicy peach flesh as embellishments, making the whole pastry look like a blooming peach blossom, lifelike and beautiful.

Just by looking at the cute pink appearance of the peach blossom cake, you can almost smell the elegant and refreshing peach fragrance.

Shen Yusang sighed silently, and had to say, based on the appearance alone, he would definitely give it a good review.

I just don’t know how it tastes.

Shen Yusang was craving desserts. He leaned over to Qiao Qing and said with a smile, "This is a peach blossom cake. It's so beautiful. Can I have one?"

"Ah?" Qiao Qing covered her mouth in surprise. "Xiaoqing thought you didn't like sweets, so I only made your portion. Please don't blame me, young master."

As she spoke, she pointed to the large bowl on the table. Inside, there were only five small pieces of pastries neatly placed, which looked like they were only enough for one person.

Shen Yusang shook his head regretfully, "Then you really guessed wrong. I'm the one who likes sweets, not His Majesty."

Last time, he guessed that Lu Shi liked sweet food, so he made a big bowl of milk tea for him. Lu Shi finished the milk tea but gave him the famous peach blossom pastry.

At that time, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Later he made milk tea again, this time adding a little more sugar. However, Lu Shi only drank one sip, and he made so much that he had to share it with An Yi and Chef Wang.

That night, his burps all tasted like milk tea...

So he knew that Lu Shi didn't like sweets.

After that, he and Lu Shi had so many meals together that he had a good idea of ​​her preferences.

He knew that Lu Shi didn't like vegetables, had no taste for sweets, and had a special liking for spicy food. She liked meat, but not all meat, and she wanted it with some bones.

I like seafood the most, and I eat shrimps and crabs the most.

But I don’t like eating shrimp or crabs with shells, so the food served in the kitchen is always pre-processed.

Shen Yusang had only given a kind reminder and told him the prince's preferences for free. You know, when he asked An Qi before, he was just told "no comment".

But Qiao Qing clearly didn't appreciate it, with anger on his face. "If you want to eat peach blossom glutinous rice cakes, Xiaoqing can make them next time. There's no need for you to lie to Xiaoqing about this."

What?

After hearing Qiao Qing's doubtful remarks, Shen Yusang's face was filled with shock.

Is this the legendary "A dog bites Lu Dongbin, not knowing the good man's heart"?

Was it his tone or expression that caused Qiao Qing to misunderstand?

Or does Qiao Qing really not understand what people are saying?

Shen Yusang was a little angry about being misunderstood for no reason.

"You can think whatever you want!"

He snorted coldly, turned around and asked Chef Wang to prepare the dishes, and then he went to the private room first.

Qiao Qing followed closely behind him, holding a plate of peach blossom rice cakes carefully in his hand.

Just as the two were about to reach the door of the private room, they happened to bump into Lu Shi who was walking towards them.

Lu Shi glanced at them expressionlessly, his eyes as cold as the frost in winter.

Then, without even turning her head, she walked straight into the private room.

With just one glance, Shen Yusang knew that Lu Shi was still angry from noon, and it was the worst time to offend him.

So, he turned to Qiao Qing and said again: "Give me the cakes, I'll take them in for you."

"I won't bother you with such a small matter." Qiao Qing shook his head without hesitation and declined politely.

Shen Yusang looked at Qiao Qing deeply, and that gaze seemed to be able to see through all his inner thoughts, including his unique feelings for Lu Shi.

Qiao Qing was not afraid either. He looked straight at Shen Yusang, his eyes full of protest.

Shen Yusang didn't say anything, but his look inspired her fighting spirit.

Humph, we'll see!

Shen Yusang waved his sleeves, and he and Qiao Qing entered the private room one after another.

Chef Wang’s hot pot and prepared dishes followed soon after.

Shen Yusang skillfully prepared the bowl, chopsticks and dipping sauce for Lu Shi, and he took out his own chopsticks from his sleeve again.

There was no way. He had already eaten so many meals for free, but Lu Shi still hadn't asked Chef Wang to prepare an extra pair of chopsticks.

It's really sad.

Seeing that there was already a lot of cooked meat in the pot, Shen Yusang took out most of the meat with a chopstick in revenge.

"Your Highness, hurry up and pick up your chopsticks. This is how you eat hot pot. It all depends on the speed of your hands. Slow hands will fail."

But before Lu Shi could say anything, Qiao Qing, who was standing beside him, spoke first: "Young Master, you are too ignorant of etiquette. How can you eat before the prince has even started eating?

Alas, Your Majesty, please do not blame me."

"As he spoke, Qiao Qing smiled and stretched out his hand, gently pushing the plate of exquisite peach blossom cakes forward.

"Your Highness, why not try the peach blossom glutinous rice cake made by Xiaoqing first? If you eat something spicy like this first, you might not be able to taste the original flavor of the peach blossom glutinous rice cake."

As Qiao Qing spoke in a clear and sweet voice, Lu Shi's originally calm gaze began to move slowly, and finally fixed on the plate of peach blossom cakes in his hand.

However, after just a quick glance, Lu Shi's expression did not change at all, and he quickly looked away as if he had lost interest.

Her tone was very calm: "Just put it here."

Lu Shi did not follow Qiao Qing's suggestion to eat the peach blossom rice cake first. Instead, he quickly picked up half of the remaining meat in the hot pot, put it into his bowl, and ate it.

It was not until this moment that her expression, which had been tense all the time, finally relaxed a little.

Then, she turned to look at Shen Yusang beside her and casually ordered, "Continue to put the meat in the pot."

"okay!"

Shen Yusang responded quickly, then swiftly picked up the raw meat from the plate and put it piece by piece into the boiling hot pot.

The two of them were eating enthusiastically, while Qiao Qing, who could only watch, had his fists clenched white and his teeth biting his lower lip tightly, with traces of blood oozing out.

But he seemed to be unaware of the pain and continued to stare at the two people at the table.

This meal took longer than usual, and Qiao Qing, who could only stand aside, had trembling calves.

Standing for so long made his leg muscles ache unbearably, but he still endured the discomfort, his eyes fixed on Lu Shi, hoping that she would try the cakes he made after eating, and if she would praise him again...

At this moment, Lu Shi said, "Sang Yu, clean up the dishes on the table. Don't waste food."

After she finished speaking, she seemed to remember that she had a plate of peach blossom cakes at hand, so she added casually:

"Oh, and this plate of cakes, let's eat them together."