Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

"Your Highness, the chef you hired is very talented. He can even cook the magic shrimp. Which restaurant is he from?" Yan Yan followed and picked up a piece of crystal clear magic shrimp meat, holding it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully.

The copper coin-sized piece is covered with a layer of white powder, which looks a bit like flour. It is fried golden together with minced garlic. When you touch it with your fingers, you can see that the meat is thick and very juicy.

"My personal chef." Jiang Xuanzhou replied slowly after swallowing the delicious food in his mouth, and then picked up another piece and put it into his mouth.

The chewy texture and rich garlic aroma constantly stimulated his taste buds, as if telling one story after another hidden in the deep sea.

In the past, the magic shrimps he ate were mostly steamed. Some people also made stir-fry them like this, but the taste was far inferior to Ruan Chuyin's.

This divine shrimp dish was incredibly flavorful, a truly unforgettable experience. Jiang Xuanzhou immediately dismissed her identity as a peasant girl, his eyes ablaze with curiosity.

Upon hearing this, Yan Yan nodded slightly.

When I put the magical shrimp meat into my mouth, I was immediately impressed by this gift from the ocean.

The meat was plump yet not greasy, incredibly fragrant and slightly spicy. This unprecedented taste experience made him chew faster, and before he could swallow it, he couldn't wait to pick up another piece. This time, he dipped the shrimp meat in the broth and swirled it around, making sure every part was coated in the rich broth before putting it in his mouth. It tasted even better than the previous bite!

"Your Highness, is there any rice?" His appetite was whetted, and he had already started to eat other dishes with his jade chopsticks.

Jiang Xuanzhou looked at the Shaoqing of Dali Temple in front of him, who was known for his "cold and handsome" appearance, and saw his chopsticks flying, leaving shadows on each plate of food. He suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. He stopped holding his hands and immediately joined the race to grab food.

The more they ate, the more they enjoyed it. Every dish was delicious.

"Someone, go to the kitchen and bring two bowls of rice." Jiang Xuanzhou ordered.

"Give me three bowls." Yan Yan added without raising his eyelids.

All the dishes today cater to his taste very well, especially the divine chicken, which is so delicious that even if he is knowledgeable, he cannot describe its deliciousness.

"Your Highness, the fried rice noodles and jade dumplings are here. Would you and Lord Yan like more rice?" The servant who was waiting on the side saw that the fireman had just brought out the last two dishes, and hurried forward to ask for instructions.

“What is fried rice noodles?”

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple, who was busy eating, suddenly raised his head and asked, looking at the large bowl of unfamiliar dish similar to wide noodles in front of him.

Chen Ping replied respectfully, "This is a new type of noodle made by Miss Ruan using rice." He paused, then nodded. Yes, it was a kind of "noodle."

"Miss Ruan? The chef you invited is a girl? How old is she?" Yan Yan suddenly grasped the key point. Her starry eyes were frightened by an invisible force in an instant, and she looked at King Linhuai in disbelief.

"Why are you suddenly so talkative today, Lord Yan?" Jiang Xuanzhou glanced at Chen Ping with displeasure, scaring him so much that he almost lost his footing. He swallowed back the answer that was on the tip of his tongue, pursed his thin lips tightly, lowered his head and said nothing.

"Your Highness, I am always good at talking. This Miss Ruan's cooking is even more delicious than the chef of 'Dongkelai'. You just said that she is your private chef? Who hired her? Can I meet her?" Yan Yan and Jiang Xuanzhou grew up together. Although there is a difference in status, their private way of getting along is no different from that of ordinary brothers. She is very unrestrained in front of him.

In Dayong, there were many cooks, most of whom had mediocre cooking skills. Many of them came out to help out because their families had run restaurants and their children had grown up and had nothing else to do. He had never seen a cook this young, let alone one with such superb cooking skills.

Yan Yan no longer had the appetite to eat. He just wanted to know where the prince had invited this talented person from. He also wanted to invite one back to his mansion to improve the food.

"Has the Dali Temple been too idle lately? I should contact Lord Kong and have him assign you more tasks to strengthen your training," Jiang Xuanzhou threatened without giving him any respect. Having something to eat is good enough, but you still want to see him in person? Wishful thinking!

It was obvious that Jiang Xuanzhou was really angry. He became more and more curious about Miss Ruan. He said no more and buried his head in eating the fried rice noodles and the siu mai with the emerald skin.

"I haven't been back to Liangcheng for a long time. Has anything happened recently?" Jiang Xuanzhou was thinking about how to naturally lead the topic to Qin Guanzhi.

Yan Yan was slightly taken aback, thinking that Prince Linhuai was questioning him about the illegal salt case, and quickly put down his jade chopsticks. "Your Highness, the Wanfu Grain Shop may have received the news, but now the shop is deserted, so this clue is broken. However, yesterday, the villagers of Xiaosi Mountain reported the discovery of fifteen charred corpses on the mountainside. The number of people exactly matches the fifteen members of the Chen family who disappeared from the Wanfu Grain Shop."

"Oh? These killers burned the bodies but didn't bury them?" Jiang Xuanzhou didn't expect that Yan Yan had new case information in his hands, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

The alleged sum involved in this massive salt smuggling operation was reportedly in the tens of millions, but the actual figure was undoubtedly even more staggering. He had been secretly investigating the case for three months, and every time he found a lead, his investigation was interrupted by various unexpected events. The other party seemed to be well-informed about the progress of the investigation, always closing in ahead of them. He had briefly suspected a hidden spy, but after several thorough investigations, he found nothing.

"I find it strange too, but when I think about it carefully, maybe the other party feels that those people have been burned beyond recognition and are not afraid of being tracked down. Or maybe they just want us to discover them and thus mislead our judgment." He analyzed strictly and seriously.

Jiang Xuanzhou agreed with the strict view. It was indeed possible that the fifteen charred corpses were not Chen Fu's family. Suddenly, a thought occurred to him, and he asked, "The Chen family has a twelve-year-old daughter. Are there any girls among those charred corpses?"

"Yes." Yan Yan replied with certainty.

In this way, the probability that the charred corpses are the fifteen members of the Chen family is much higher.

"Can you check if anyone has lost their twelve-year-old daughter recently?" Jiang Xuanzhou suddenly reminded them.

Yan Yan's eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded heavily.

But when he looked at the bowl of fried rice noodles again, images of charred corpses kept appearing in his mind, and his appetite instantly disappeared. But he couldn't bear not to eat it, so he shamelessly said, "Your Highness, how about we have another drink later? Those fried mushrooms go really well with wine. Ask Miss Ruan to make some more?"

"Lord Yan, you can go to the Peach Blossom Spring in town for a midnight snack later." Jiang Xuanzhou looked at him with a half-smile.

Suddenly, he thought of Qin Guanzhi and said, "I saw Prince Qin here. He has no property in Wushui Town and I don't know why he came here alone with his servants."

Qin Guanzhi?

A strange color suddenly flashed in Yan's eyes. He leaned closer and said mysteriously, "Your Highness, not many people know about this. I heard that he was driven out by the Duke of Zhenguo and his wife because he rejected ten marriage proposals in a row."

"Who told you that?" Jiang Xuanzhou didn't think that the Duke of Zhenguo would spread such a thing everywhere.

"My father was drinking with the Duke of Zhenguo last time. He was drunk and kept complaining, and accidentally let something slip. Later, when my father asked the Duke of Zhenguo again, he denied it outright, insisting that Qin Guanzhi had gone back to Wangxi Mountain to visit his mentor." Yan Yan revealed everything he knew. He and his father just had a lot of information. After all, one of them was in the Dali Temple, and the other in the Ministry of Personnel. In the court, which colleague didn't give them some face? Whenever asked, he had to answer a few "key points".

After hearing this, Jiang Xuanzhou temporarily gave up the idea that the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion was involved in the illegal salt case.

Qin Guanzhi now quietly opened a small restaurant here with Ruan Chuyin, which made him feel uneasy.

The reputation and status of "Master Yuzhu" of Liangcheng are not much worse than his.

The Duke of Zhenguo held a position of power above all others. Although Qin Guanzhi held no official position, he was a rare dark horse in the eyes of the wealthy families. Furthermore, the Duke of Zhenguo's residence was not part of the royal family, so Qin Guanzhi had fewer constraints when it came to marrying a wife, allowing him much more freedom than he did.

Thinking of this, his sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he began to reconsider Ruan Chuyin's new identity in his heart.