As soon as Feng Wu looked up, he saw the closure housekeeper, and he didn't raise his head, so he ordered it directly: "You are just right, hurry up, help to burn hot water."
The scoring housekeeper was stunned.
You know, how many people are respecting his identity outside? It is in the palace, and it is almost overstown. Zuo Qingyu saw him one by one ... as a result, Feng Xiaowu, the girl who asked him to go
Burning fire?
When Feng Wu saw that the housekeeper did not move, he couldn't help but urge: "You are hurry up, I'm so busy that I can't take it anymore."
The steward smiled bitterly, this dancer is really ... interesting.
The housekeeper was really good. When he sat behind the largest stove, his fingers moved slightly, and a flames flowed out of his fingertips, causing firewood.
If the outsiders know that the princes who have a higher status than the prince do this kind of rough work, I don't know if they will faint.
The housekeeper often gossip while working with Feng Wu: "I heard that the dancer wants to make a countermeasure?"
Feng Wu said, "Isn't it a countermeasure? But really came up with a dish."
A dish?
Feng Wu Li took for granted: "Yes, I want to do something called the rice with rice, the fish fragrant shredded pork, what do the sealing households think?"
The housekeeper didn't feel what, he should not understand it yet.
"Cover the rice?" The executioner repeated a word.
"Hmm." Feng Wu was busy with the work in his hand, while gossiping with the housekeeper: "Cover the rice, as the name suggests, it is to put the dishes on the rice."
"Can you eat this?" The housekeeper expressed doubt.
"Why can't I eat it? I told you the scorching housekeeper. This is the sweet and sour and slightly spicy taste, which can definitely burst the taste buds!" Feng Wu was very proud because she was looking forward to this dish.
Who knew that the housekeeper heard this, and immediately rejected: "No, no, this dish is definitely not good."
Feng Wu looked at him puzzled: "Why not?"
The housekeeper smiled bitterly: "His Royal Highness is afraid of the most unwillingness is spicy, but all the spicy things, His Royal Highness does not eat, so dancers still change a dish? This dish is absolutely not good."
However, Feng Wu was in contemplation.
It's not right ...
When I was in the North Town, Jun Linyuan did quit at the beginning, but later ... Don't look at his elegant movements, you can eat a lot at all.
"His Royal Highness does not like spicy?" Feng Wu asked again.
The scoring housekeeper nodded seriously: "Yes, a little spicy taste is not stained, otherwise he will be allergic, so the dancer-"
"Well-" Feng Wu laughed, "Don't make me tease me, the spicy dish I made last time, the His Royal Highness almost licking the plate, and eating spicy allergies. I almost really believe in you.
"
Fainer looked at Feng Wu with a weird eyes: "His Royal Highness really eaten?"
Feng Wu: "Yes, His Royal Highness has eaten a lot, but he also ate a lot. In the end, I almost drank the spicy soup."
Fengkeke: "... when is it?"
Fengwu: "Just at the north city."
Feng Gan Fu's amount: "..." No wonder he saw His Royal Highness at that time, he cut a lot.
"Then your fish -flavored shredded pork is really slightly spicy?" The scorching housekeeper asked to stop Feng Wu, so he asked.