Chapter 1794 His Royal Highness the Prince, who is far from his own son and eats close to him
Oops, I felt stinky just now, but now I actually feel a bit fragrant...
Ma Zhou felt that he was a little greedy, and he sighed. Xingzi Ma Zhou looked shocked, what's going on, he actually has an appetite for this thing?!
Yu Zhining also kept twitching the tip of his nose. He felt that the smell was, well... hard to describe.
But there is still a certain difference between Mao, ahem... and that kind of taste.
Only Li Daozong, standing in the distance with his sleeves tightly covering his mouth and nose, stood here, making him feel as if he had returned to the war-torn era.
Share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers, stand on the city wall with the soldiers, hold a big shovel, and vigorously stir the steaming golden juice in the big pot.
Prepare to resist the enemy's crazy attack and let them understand how terrible the stench and lethality of this steaming golden juice is.
But he saw something. He saw it. Cheng Sanlang picked up a big shovel and scooped out some of the cooked stuff from the pot.
He picked up a small spoon, put it into the big spatula, scooped up some, blew on it, and put it into his mouth.
Li Daozong immediately lost his temper, twisted his butt and ran away. He jumped not far away, holding on to a big tree, and suddenly vomited.
At this time, Li Chengqian happened to come here with Ning Zhong and smelled the smell.
Then I saw Li Daozong, the famous general of the Tang Dynasty, holding a tree and vomiting there with a painful look on his face...
The expressions of the two people couldn't help but froze, and their faces turned pale. Could it be that those beasts were really doing that kind of thing?
"Your Highness, Your Highness, please wear this." Eunuch Ning Zhongning, a close eunuch, respectfully offered a mask with both hands.
Li Chengqian hurriedly put it on, then took a few steps forward and asked, "Uncle Wang, how are you?"
"Your Highness, I'm rude. Your Highness, stop it quickly. That boy Cheng Sanlang is crazy. He is eating, vomiting... eating that thing... wow..."
"!!!" Li Chengqian was shocked. He quickly lifted up his front and sprinted towards the construction site of the Cangjiu Pavilion.
Brother Chu Bi, what the hell are you crazy about? Can that thing be eaten?
From a distance, Li Chengqian saw that Ma Zhou, the assistant minister, was standing by the pot, and his son Li Xiang was also standing by the pot.
With a greedy look on his face, he looked straight at a large shovel, shoveled out an unknown object from the big pot, scooped it into the bowl, and handed it to Ma Shilang first.
Then, Li Chengqian saw Ma Shilang, picked up the bowl, brought it to his mouth and nose and took a sip, his expression became more and more comfortable.
As for Yu Zhining, he was carefully holding a bowl and sipping it in small sips.
Li Chengqian shook his head like a lion and turned his face. Not far away, Li Daozong, the famous general of the clan, was still holding a tree and retching.
The sky was dark with vomiting over there, but Ma Shilang and Yu Zhanshi were already eating with great taste.
Even his own son Li Xiang kept tugging at Brother Chu Bi's armored belt.
"Uncle Cheng, give me some, I want to eat too..."
His Highness the Crown Prince's mind was instantly confused. What on earth is going on with this bitch?
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In the end, Cheng Chubi did not interfere with the meat craftsmen eating, but instead asked people to go to Dian Shan Kitchen to prepare a pot.
After shoveling a pot, I held the big pot happily and found another place to enjoy it.
At this moment, people who couldn't smell the smell had fled far away, but everyone who found the smell attractive stayed.
His Royal Highness the Prince sat down with some reluctance. He also found the taste quite appetizing.
But as the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, you can't act too out of style.
"Your Highness, you should try some too. The taste of this food is really unique."
As someone who has been here, Yu Zhining has a lot of say. After all, he had already made a bowl in just a short while.
Fortunately, the son next to him was very sensible and turned around carefully holding a bowl. "Dad, this is for you. Try it. It's very delicious."
Li Chengqian is very different from his biological son in terms of sex and similar diet (serious note: the personality difference is a bit far, but the diet range of father and son is similar).
After receiving it in my hand, I picked up a spoon, scooped some of it, blew it lightly, and then slowly put it into my mouth.
Well, when you first take it in, you will feel a slight bitter taste, but it will not make you feel that the bitter taste is unpleasant.
And between the bitter taste, there is a faint fragrance, as if it is like grass.
After slowly swallowing the soup, I felt warm in my stomach, and my throat felt as smooth as drinking tea.
When I think about it, my mouth actually feels fragrant, and at this time, I smell the smell emanating from the soup pot.
You will no longer think that the taste is weird or strange, it will only make you feel more greedy.
The mutton in your mouth tastes very delicious, especially the skin-on mutton that people from the beautiful Southwest like to enjoy.
The crispy and chewy texture of the roasted skin, the deliciousness of the mutton, and the mutton soup mix together to create an alluring aroma.
Ma Zhou silently took the bowl handed over by Cheng Sanlang. After taking two sips of the soup, he felt that just eating like this was really not satisfying his addiction.
Then he took matters into his own hands, scooped rice into the soup bowl, mixed it, tsk tsk...
Although the three forms of color, fragrance and taste are not good, after the mutton soup mixed with rice, Ma Zhou's eyes suddenly lit up.
He felt that eating it this way was not even worse than the meat soup mixed with rice he made yesterday with diced ham.
Ma Shilang silently acted as a cook. His Royal Highness, Li Xiang, saw Ma Shilang doing this out of the corner of his eye.
His Majesty the Grand Sun, who was very capable of imitating, also imitated everything. After mixing, he worked side by side as a waiter with Nama Shilang.
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Not far away, Ning Zhong, who couldn't adapt to the smell of semen, silently put the mask returned to him by the Crown Prince on his face.
Hiding his horrified expression, he couldn't believe that His Highness the Crown Prince actually dared to eat that stuff.
And the way Ma Shilang and the Crown Prince's grandson were devouring their food over there made him feel that he could no longer hold on any longer.
After Cheng Chubi finished a bowl of mutton soup, he touched his soothing belly and sighed happily.
"Sigh... I haven't tasted such delicious food since I left Luzhou. I finally got a taste of it today..."
"What do you think, Your Highness? Is it still possible to enter?"
Unknowingly, there was only the bottom of the bowl of mutton soup left, and His Highness the Crown Prince couldn't help but smash his mouth and cheeks.
"Don't tell me, this thing really has a unique flavor, but after drinking it, I feel more and more hungry."
Cheng Chubi smiled with deep understanding. "Your Highness, you know that this mutton soup not only nourishes the stomach, but also has the effect of appetizing."