King Chen Liu quickly winked at Chen Yi. His meaning was very clear. He can leave, but he should keep some money first.
Chen Yi glanced at the soup that the maid had just pushed in front of him, showing a trace of reluctance.
Their little princess! Although she is the apple of King Chenliu's eye, she is not a vase that can only be looked at.
Chen Qingling's cooking skills are so good that ordinary soup tastes so delicious.
Chang Baiwei, who is known as the best chef in the world, once tasted Chen Qingling's soup and was full of praise. He even resigned himself to being inferior and said bluntly: "The freshness of the soup is rare in the world, and she is far inferior!".
This shows how delicious Chen Qingling's bowl of soup can be.
Chen Yi was lucky enough to taste it a few times, and he wanted to swallow his tongue. www.八一zw.????m
If Chen Qingling hadn't been the princess, she would have become famous all over the world with her good soup.
Chen Yi said: "Master Wu, don't leave in a hurry. If you are hungry... I can share this bowl of soup with you..."
"Oh, how embarrassing this is!"
Wu Zhongxian didn't wait for Chen Yi to finish what he said, and took it over directly, saying with a smile: "However, since Mr. Chen is sincere in giving in, you're welcome. I guess Mr. Chen is not too hungry! It's disrespectful for me to do so."
He said he was sorry, but his hands did not slow down for a second.
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Chen Yi was stunned. What he meant was... I'll give you a drink!
He didn't say, I'll give it all to you! He didn't say! He didn't say...
Chen Qingling was dumbfounded by this operation. Why...how could there be such a shameless person?
She frowned, and was about to accuse this man of being weak, when she suddenly saw Wu Zhongxian's eyes turning red after drinking the soup.
Wu Zhongxian held the soup in both hands, half-squinted his eyes, and looked out the window deeply, as if he was caught in some kind of memory, and a tear dropped from the corner of his eye.
"Hey? You...why are you crying? This soup tastes bad?"
Chen Qingling was stunned. She had forgotten her original accusations and looked at the soup with some suspicion.
Her soup should be fine!
Wu Zhongxian seemed to have just come back to his senses, shook his head, and said a little lonely: "No, this soup is very delicious, better than anything I have ever eaten!"
"Then why do you look so sad?"
Chen Qingling didn't understand even more. It tasted so good. Why did you cry after drinking it?
"Why!"
Wu Zhongxian sighed deeply and said: "To be honest, this bowl of soup from the princess reminds me of my hometown...and my mother..."
Chen Qingling's soup was indeed delicious, even more delicious than the one he ate in his previous life that had chemically extracted elements added to it.
This is a refreshing flavor that comes from the food itself. Just like Chen Qingling himself, the soup is full of freshness and deliciousness.
However, if it was just soup, it would not be like Wu Zhongxian.
Chen Qingling blinked her big eyes, blinked her fan-like eyelashes, and said doubtfully: "Are you homesick? Then go back and have a look!"
As for crying after drinking a bowl of soup?
She has seen people who tasted the soup she made by herself and then made a big deal about it, even deliberately showing off their ugly behavior to win her favor, but she has never seen anyone cry after drinking it.
Wu Zhongxian was silent for a moment, counting five seconds in his mind before saying: "I can't go back. When I was very young, my parents were gone. I only have a very vague impression of my parents and my hometown. This bowl of soup
, makes me feel very warm, I seem to feel my mother’s embrace from inside..."
Like mother's milk, it reminds him of his life...
"this……"
Chen Qingling looked at Wu Zhongxian and suddenly felt that this man was so pitiful, and she felt a little sympathy for him.
"Don't be too sad. If you have the opportunity to come to the palace as a guest in the future, I can make you a bowl of soup."
Chen Qingling was still too naive. She didn't know that people's hearts were sinister. When she saw Wu Zhongxian being so touched, she soft-heartedly made a promise.
"Really?"
Wu Zhongxian said with a face of surprise: "The princess is so powerful, I should have refused, but...but I really can't refuse, so I can only accept the princess's kindness."
"It doesn't matter……"
Ahem...
King Chen Liu looked at the conversation between the two, and his expression became increasingly unkind.
He coughed heavily, interrupting Chen Qingling's words.
"Ling'er, my father will drink the soup right now. If you have nothing to do, go back first! My father and they have important matters to discuss."
Having said this, King Chen Liu looked at Wu Zhongxian warily.
You little pretty face, you are so uneasy and kind-hearted!
I thought you were just a romantic, so you would spend a lot of money for a courtesan, but I didn't expect that you were not just a romantic, you were also vulgar, and you were shameless...
When Chen Qingling heard that King Chen Liu was busy, she didn't interrupt him here. She turned around and left. When she reached the door, she turned to Wu Zhongxian and made a quirky smile, gesturing for him to wipe his tears.
Oops... ouch... this time it was sweet to Wu Zhongxian's heart again!
How could there be such a pure and lovely girl in the world?
Snapped……
King Chen Liu's face was not pale at first, but now his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He reached out and slapped the table hard. The force was so strong that it shook the tea cups on the table and made the soup jump.
Only then did Wu Zhongxian come to his senses and retracted his eyes that were almost stuck to his daughter.
Seeing that King Chen Liu was about to lose his temper, Wu Zhongxian suddenly looked serious and said seriously: "Your Majesty, I just thought that I might be able to spare some of the funds."
"This is the start-up capital provided by the family for me to do business in Daqin. It is not easy to move originally, but after listening to Mr. Chen's words just now, I feel that the prince needs this money more."
King Chen Liu wanted to curse, but suddenly something stuck in his throat.
Then his eyes lit up and he asked: "How many can there be?"
Wu Zhongxian pondered for a while and said: "Counting my own money, I can probably move five hundred thousand taels of gold. However, this will make it a little difficult for the family business to develop. At that time, I may borrow the prince's identity to help someone
two……"
Five hundred thousand taels?
King Chenliu stroked his beard and pondered, five hundred thousand taels was already a lot, compared to the one hundred thousand taels just now, it had increased five times.
If used to support the army, it can feed two million troops for half a year.
At this time, as long as it operates well, it can support the army to conquer part of the Ming Dynasty.
As long as the Ming Dynasty's cities are captured, war can support war, and there will be no need to worry about military expenses in the future.
King Chenliu then showed a smile on his face and said: "It's easy to talk! My nephew is so generous, and I will not take advantage of you in vain. Regarding business matters, I can order the officials below not to embarrass you."
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People are like this. If Wu Zhongxian had just given out 500,000 taels of gold, King Chen Liu would not have been satisfied.
He would still think that Wu Zhongxian spent a million taels for the oiran and only gave him 500,000. There might be more hidden.