After all, the bluestone and sunlight are not a real stove. The addition of sesame oil and salt does not make the eggs more fragrant, but adds a bit of embarrassment.
The oil is oil, and the eggs are eggs. They are half-cooked, yellow and white, and it is very ugly.
Ji Qilang was anxious and embarrassed, sweat soaked through his clothes. Then he looked at the young king, who was unhurried, calm and composed.
Ji Qilang gritted his teeth and knelt down on the hot stone slab, "Your Majesty, it was the villain who made the mistake. Please punish the villain. The villain has nothing to say."
Meng Jia looked at the young man in front of him calmly.
Thin shoulders, slender white neck, shiny black hair, long eyebrows, thick eyelashes, slightly upturned nose, and pink lips.
What a young man, just a naughty and ignorant girl.
He chuckled slightly and "keep cooking."
"I'm not familiar with it! It was just a joke!" Ji Qilang tilted his head back slightly and smashed the jar.
"You mean, it's over here?" Meng Jia asked.
"Yes." Ji Qilang looked at Meng Jia boldly, curious about what he wanted to do.
This King of Chu was either busy with people's livelihood or fighting wars all day long. The people in Jiangxia City never saw him idle.
She actually had time to care about such trivial matters today, so she wanted to see what he meant.
"Now that the food is cooked, let's invite everyone to eat it." Meng Jiaping said calmly, as if he was really inviting people to eat.
Ji Qilang's eyes widened. All those who participated in the trouble just now ran away. What to eat? Could it be eaten by the people on the street or the people around King Chu?
But I saw a group of people coming over crying and wailing, lined up in two rows in front of Meng Jia, knelt down and begged bitterly, "Your Majesty, spare your life, you little ones don't dare to mess around anymore."
"Don't worry, didn't you just say that each person has an omelette in his hand? The omelette is cooked, eat it."
Meng Jia stood firmly, even the blazing sunlight could not shake him in the slightest.
Looking at this scene, Ji Qilang suddenly laughed and said happily, "Okay! I will listen to your Majesty!"
She ran over, picked the egg that was cracked first, rolled it, and ate it with her eyes closed.
When the others saw this, they all rushed to grab it, each got a half-cooked egg, and stuffed it into their mouths while suppressing their nausea.
Some people vomited after taking one bite, while others barely vomited after finishing the meal.
Ji Qilang did not vomit, but shouted with a smile, "What, am I a coward? Are the Ji family cowards?"
You are the cowards! If you can’t even eat such a good omelette, are you going to heaven?”
She glanced at Meng Jia secretly and said tentatively, "There are still many people outside who don't have enough to eat. You guys are just ruining the fried eggs here!"
"Pick it up and eat it clean!"
Mengjia still looked calm, but his guards turned black and shouted loudly. They showed their weapons and forced the person who vomited the omelette to eat the vomit.
Under the threat of a knife, no one dared to disobey.
The scene was tragic.
The smile on Ji Qilang's face gradually disappeared. She hunched her shoulders, led her brother and hid aside, her eyes wandering around, as if she was ready to escape at any time.
"Your Majesty, everything has been eaten." The guard came forward and saluted. Meng Jia glanced at the messy street and said, "Clean it up."
"Clean up!" the guards shouted to the young men again.
The teenagers shed tears, endured the heat and shame, prostrated on the ground, and wiped the streets clean little by little with their sleeves.