Chapter 407 Chai Mi Sends Sheep to Tiger's Mouth
As Zhe Yu expected, Pei Yuanxian was entangled by King Chen, and they quarreled for nearly a night. Finally, King Chen couldn't take it anymore, his voice was hoarse, and his stomach was growling.
Coming out of the council hall, King Chen took his robe and ran to the kitchen.
The kitchen in the Xingdian is very large and has functional partitions. On the outskirts is the big pot dining area, which supplies the entire hall; inside is a small stove, which is exclusively for Pei Yuanxian's meals. Because of the arrival of the chef from Quanjufang, the kitchen was divided for them.
At this time, it was past the fifth watch, because it was winter, but the sky was not yet bright.
There is a fire in the stove in the kitchen. Beside the fire, a young man is eating Poria cakes.
His slender hands were more beautiful than the hands of ordinary restaurant cooks, with the snow-white Poria cocos cake held between his fingertips, he ate carefully bite by bite.
Teaching people can't tell whether the Poria cocos is whiter or the fingers are whiter.
Wang Chen's Adam's apple was rolling, his stomach growled uncontrollably, and a thought in his heart was clamoring wildly.
The guard behind him smiled meaningfully. My lord, is this a **** change? I am used to eating big fish and meat, do you want to try porridge and side dishes?
"What's your name?" Chen Wang bent down and asked patiently.
The man raised his head. He belongs to the thick face type, with black and long eyebrows, and black and white eyes. "Chai fans."
"Money fan? Money fan is good, who doesn't love money in the world? As long as you do well, you can have as much money as you want." Chen Wang smiled, "What are you doing?"
Chai Mi ate the remaining half of the Poria cocos cake, "It's on fire."
Wang Chen never thought that the man who burns the fire can be so energetic, and the food he eats can be so delicious.
"You, I will send what you eat to Tianbing later. It tastes good, and I will reward you."
Chai Fan finally realized that the richly dressed man in front of him was actually the prince.
He quickly stood up and gave a salute, "My lord, the villain has poor eyesight, so I didn't see it."
Wang Chen touched Chai Mi's back, all the way to the spine and tailbone, "I'll wait for you in the room."
Chai Mi squinted her eyes, a beautiful tuckahoe cake was squeezed into a ball. I said silently in my heart: "For her, endure."
Chai Mi brought a plate of tuckahoe cakes and some duck racks, and knocked on the Tianbing room.
Wang Chen was overjoyed, welcomed the person in, and then put the latch on the door, showing a smirk.
"Your Majesty, please use it." Chai Mi looked past the Prince Chen and landed on the door latch, and the ceremony was no longer acceptable.
"Serve the king for dinner." Chen Wang Dama Jindao sat down at the table and knocked on the table.
The food is already on the table, how can we serve it? Chai Mi was stunned there, as if he didn't understand the world.
"However you eat that snow-colored cake, you will come here."
"This is called Poria cake." Chai Mi picked up a piece and handed it to Prince Chen.
Wang Chen looked at Chai Mi for a moment, took a bite, and licked his finger with his tongue.
Chai Mi's eyes were like torches, and he shot towards him with lightning.
Wang Chen was completely unaware of the danger and pushed Chai Mi.
"Why are you still standing there, this will be your bed from now on, you can stay here."
Chai Mi turned around, looked at Prince Chen, and said, "Ah?"
"Hands are beautiful, but I don't know how this body is." Chen Wang smiled wickedly, and patted the bed board again.
Chai Mi bent her arms and made a sound of muscles and bones. "It's very tough. It's easy to chop, cut and burn firewood. It has a lot of strength!"
The king of Chen was more and more satisfied, and he smiled and narrowed his eyes, "What's so good about burning firewood, why don't you follow the glory of this king! Let me tell you straight, this king has taken a fancy to you. You are not stupid, you should understand the book The meaning of the king. This matter has existed since ancient times, and there was a beautiful talk about "dividing peaches and breaking sleeves" in the previous dynasty. Why don't you and I make a good story?"
As he spoke, he put his hands on Chai Mi's shoulders and pushed him down on the bed forcefully. With a strong tear, Chai Mi's front placket split a large piece. The fair skin and muscular eight-pack abs were revealed.
Chen Wang showed a look of infatuation. "I didn't expect that, you are a cook, and you are more beautiful than those faces of the princess."
(end of this chapter)