Feng Bao, who is accustomed to viewing bright-colored persimmons as potted plants, looked suspicious at this moment: "Can persimmons be eaten?"
Looking at this dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, Feng Bao found it incredible. Driven by curiosity, he wanted to try this dish, but he was hesitant.
Is this thing really not going to kill people?
People will instinctively have concerns about such brightly colored ornamental potted plants. After all, common sense tells people that the brighter the plant, the more likely it is to be highly toxic.
But Feng Bao hesitated again. Bianyifang would not poison him.
That doesn't make sense.
Feng Baozheng hesitated.
At this time, the clever little eunuch next to him came over and said softly: "Old ancestor... How about I try it first?"
Looking at the loyal little eunuch with a look of despair on his face, Feng Bao nodded, picked up a piece of tomato from the lunch box with chopsticks and handed it over.
The little eunuch hurriedly stepped forward, opened his mouth to catch it, and then chewed it carefully.
Half a day later.
Feng Bao looked at the safe and sound little eunuch and wondered: "What does it smell like?"
The little eunuch tasted the sour taste of the tomatoes, and naturally his face looked a little strange. He wanted to speak but didn't know how to describe it, so he had to hold back two words: "Sour... sweet."
At this time, the little eunuch only regretted that he had little education and could not use words to describe this wonderful taste. It was as if his taste buds had been soothed by some kind of magic.
Make your mouth water.
Great appetite.
Although this wonderful taste is indescribable, at least one thing is certain: this persimmon sent as a tribute from Southeast Asia is by no means just an ornamental potted plant.
This thing is really edible and can be used for cooking, and it tastes pretty good. The sweet and sour taste makes people salivate without even realizing it.
It seemed that the little eunuch was not poisoned and was still drooling.
Feng Bao couldn't help but marveled, so he picked up a piece of tomato and put it in his mouth, savoring the sweet and sour taste.
Eunuch Feng closed his eyes involuntarily, letting the sweet and sour soup swirl on his tongue, and then swallowed it.
Then Eunuch Feng made a pleasant voice: "Well..."
The taste is amazing!
The sweet and sour taste is really in line with the appetite of an old man like him.
So Feng Bao took disposable chopsticks and took a bite of tomatoes, then a bite of scrambled eggs, a bite of shredded potatoes, and another bite of white rice.
Feng Bao, who had a great appetite, began to feast.
But at this moment, familiar footsteps sounded outside the door again, and with the fat body of Long Live Lord, he appeared in the Ceremony Supervisor at noon for two consecutive days.
Feng Bao stopped swallowing the food and almost choked on the rice. He quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and then hurriedly went to meet it.
Feng Bao hurriedly greeted him, and Emperor Wanli hurriedly walked in. The two met at the door of the main hall. As usual, one had to kneel and the other refused.
"Long live……"
"Get up."
Emperor Wanli walked into the Chief of Ceremonies, waved his hand casually, but stared at Feng Bao's face with shining eyes.
Looking at the remaining soup on Feng Bao's lips, young Wanli raised the corners of his mouth slightly and let out a dry laugh: "Daban..."
As expected by Wan Li, this old guy was secretly eating folk delicacies again, and even didn't even wipe his mouth after eating. Now he caught him again!
There was a feeling of embarrassment in the air.
Feng Baolao's face turned slightly red as he watched the emperor stretch his neck and look across him at the table with his sneaky eyes.
Feng Bao's expression changed again, knowing that the emperor was thinking about his food again.
Feng Bao was anxious and quickly raised his arm to stop him, but he didn't expect the emperor to duck under his arm.
Wan Li rushed to the table in a hurry, and started searching on the table with a smile, his shining eyes drifting over the shredded potatoes, potato chunks, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Without even looking at these dishes, Wanli bent down again and started searching under the table.
But still couldn't find it.
So Wanli was a little disappointed and muttered: "Where is it hidden?"
Feng Bao was stunned when he was asked, and instinctively said: "I didn't hide it, old slave!"
How did you say this?
The disappointed Emperor Wanli licked his lips and stretched out his chubby hand to gesture: "That's it... so long and wide, take a bite of it and it's crispy and delicious..."
Feng Bao understood.
Fried potato slices, right?
It seems that after tasting Long Live Master yesterday, he still misses it. He is addicted to it. Looking at Long Live Master’s pouting mouth, Feng Bao frowned slightly.
Why is this so common?
Feng Bao felt that Wanzai Ye couldn't get used to this habit of eating indiscriminately, and it was his responsibility to correct it, so he coughed lightly with a straight face.
"His Majesty!"
Feng Baojiang looked straight, lifted up the hem of his robe, knelt down on the spot and kowtowed heavily.
Then Feng Bao looked solemn and said seriously: "Your Majesty, please listen to this old slave. Your Majesty is the emperor and is rich all over the world..."
Look at the serious look on the life-seeking minister.
The young man Wanli felt his head hurt a little, and silently muttered in his heart: "Here we come, here we come again."
There was Feng Bao and Zhang Juzheng. From the time he was a child to adulthood, more than ten years ago, these two people always used great principles to suppress him.
At this moment, Wanli felt as if there were countless flies buzzing around his head, and it was as annoying as a bastard chanting sutras.
But Feng Baodu paid homage vigorously. He was the emperor, and under the persuasion of the Minister of Gu Ming and the eunuch of the inner court, he could not show the slightest impatience.
Seeing Feng Bao, he kowtowed.
The young man Wanli had no choice but to act seriously and listen.
As I listened, I became even more impatient.
So Wanli said a few words casually, and his face, which was white, plump and still young, inadvertently revealed a look of pain.
"I have an urgent need to urinate."
Without saying a word, the young man Wan Li hurried away, clutching his belly, leaving the eunuch Feng Bao in the ceremonial office.
Feng Bao was kowtowing to remonstrate. When he looked up, he found that Long Live Lord had run away.
Eunuch Feng felt helpless, so he had no choice but to get up with the help of the young eunuch, and watched as Long Live Master ran out of the palace in a hurry.
The young man Wan Li had already run away, but he was still thinking about the delicious fried potato chips, so he turned around and begged: "Daban, that food is really delicious!"
The long live master ran away after saying a few words, leaving Feng Bao standing silently with the support of the young eunuch, speechless for a moment.
After standing in silence for a long time, Feng Bao's eyes softened, and recalling the young emperor's expectant and longing look, his heart softened again.
He stood in silence in front of the ceremonial supervisor's door for a long time, his face uncertain for a while, but his emotions finally took over.
Feng Bao then looked at him for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Here comes someone, prepare the sedan chair."
The little eunuch quickly responded obediently.
Afternoon, cheap shop.
In the silence, there were still a few diners chatting quietly in the hall after eating and drinking as usual.
Yun'er was still settling accounts at the counter, and Miss Zhang was still sitting by the window, basking in the sun in her exclusive spot, which was really strange.
She disguises herself as a man and runs around every day, and she also likes to bask in the sun, but her skin is still as delicate as mutton-fat white jade. Perhaps this is her natural beauty.
Eat enough, drink enough.
Zhang Jingxiu was using a folding fan to fan herself, when she saw Shen Lie walking out of the back kitchen carrying a plate of red plants.
Soon a plate of fruits that she had never seen before was placed in front of her. They had just been washed, and the fruits that were not too full were still dripping with water, and they looked red and very delicate.
