"Wow, that's incredibly extravagant!" Liang Heng exclaimed, picking up a piece of fish. "Tears of envy streamed down my face."

The ingredients, when cooked into dishes, all looked the same and appealing, so Shen Jiao couldn't tell the difference; she only thought they tasted delicious.

She asked, "What kind of fish is this?"

Liang Heng: "Liuli (琉鲤)".

Knowing that Shen Jiao didn't understand, he explained carefully.

"The meat of the Ryukyu carp is fresh and delicious. Because of its scarcity, it is expensive. Even a Ryukyu carp with an unattractive color can cost a thousand taels of silver in Da Yan. Because it is expensive, people are reluctant to eat it, so they raise it for ornamental purposes."

Liang Heng shook his head and said, "Sister Chen, let me tell you, those noble ladies in the capital who have the chance to raise two carp would be so proud of it that they would bang drums and gongs for three days and three nights and show off for several days."

But Mr. Gu actually used it to cook.

If those noble ladies knew about this, they would surely exclaim that it was a terrible waste!

Shen Jiao paused in her chewing motion. In an instant, she felt that spitting out even a single thorn would be a huge loss.

Please!

These aren't fish bones, they're piles of cash!

Shen Jiao stared at the fish bones in the bone plate, wondering if she could barter for something else.

If you're not greedy, you should be able to upgrade to a three-bedroom apartment in a third- or fourth-tier city, right?

Liang Heng noticed that Shen Jiao was lost in thought.

"Hey? Sister Chen, why aren't you eating? This fish isn't fishy, ​​but it tastes best when it's hot."

Shen Jiao put down her chopsticks and put her hands together in prayer: "It's too expensive. Let me pray before I eat."

Liang Heng: "..."

That makes sense. Why doesn't he offer a prayer too?

Liang Heng began to bow.

Gu An: "..."

A family should be together, so let him pay his respects too.

Ji Yan: "..."

Shen Jiao really wanted to kowtow.

Back then, she was heavily in debt from gambling and only had ten taels of silver left, which was then robbed by that heartless boss, Ji Yan.

In the blink of an eye, she became quite assertive and dared to eat fish worth hundreds of thousands of yuan?

What merit or ability do I possess?

But it's really delicious.

Shen Jiao took a sip and thought she should pray again when she went to the toilet later!

"Is it really that delicious?" Ji Yan had never been interested in eating.

He poked at his rice with chopsticks like a three-year-old boy with a poor appetite. Since poking at rice was boring, he observed the frizzy hamster eating.

That's strange.

He felt that even the most unpalatable food became surprisingly delicious in front of Shen Jiao.

Shen Jiao rarely heard the tyrant's hint, so she placed a piece of fish on Ji Yan's plate and said, "Your Majesty, would you like to try some?"

Ever since the tyrant ate crayfish, she discovered that while the tyrant doesn't eat meat, seafood doesn't affect him.

Ji Yan said arrogantly, "I won't eat it, it's disgusting!"

"Okay." Kids are all picky eaters, so Shen Jiao put the fish back into her own bowl.

Ji Yan's face darkened: "You think I can just say I won't eat?"

The book that old man Qinglang gave him is very impractical!

The book says that you should learn to play hard to get and make good use of irony to make her unable to resist you and love you all day long!

He said no, but he meant yes. He read the book three times last night and finally grasped a bit of its deeper meaning.

He understood it, but the frizzy hamster didn't.

Ji Yan was unhappy.

At times like this, it would be best if Liang Heng and Gu An were both deaf and mute, so they could eat in peace.

"Then Your Majesty, please eat."

Shen Jiao was puzzled by Ji Yan's unusual behavior, but didn't think much of it and put the fish meat over her plate again.

Ji Yan's eyes brightened slightly, and she snorted coldly, "I won't eat it."

"All right."

Shen Jiao still couldn't grasp the tyrant's feigned indifference, so she picked it up again and stuffed it into her mouth.

Delicious, so delicious!

Ji Yan: "!!!"

When he returns to Great Yan, he will definitely tear down that dilapidated building in Qinglang!

...

After the meal, Mr. Gu and Mrs. Gu took Shen Jiao to collect the gifts.

Whose wife gifted several pairs of jade ruyi scepters from the previous dynasty? Whose daughter gifted an openwork ruby ​​headdress?

Shen Jiao didn't know a single person. She greeted everyone with an awkward yet polite smile.

The gifts from her guests were the source of her smile.

Others' evaluation of Princess Mingle: Generous, composed, confident, and truly deserving of the title!

Shen Jiao herself: Damn it... my mouth seems to be frozen from smiling, someone please save me.

Then, a tall and upright figure slowly appeared before her eyes, elegant and refined, a handsome and dashing young man!

Many of the noble ladies blushed with embarrassment.

Shen Qingcheng ignored the flirtatious glances from his daughters; his gaze remained fixed on Shen Jiao.

The young girl was wearing a black gauze rose dress today, and the colors that others wore looked old-fashioned, but on her, they made her look a bit aloof and delicate.

She seems to have grown half a head taller and gained a little weight compared to six months ago, with some extra flesh on her cheeks.

Shen Qingcheng noticed the jade hairpin in Shen Jiao's hair and his heart skipped a beat.

Isn't this the hairpin of the founding empress of the Great Yan Dynasty?

Such a distinguished and precious hairpin, and His Majesty just gave it to Jiaojiao like that.

My older brother suddenly suffered a heart attack.

The older brother suddenly felt that the gift was not presentable enough.

Shen Qingcheng handed over two small, exquisite wooden boxes made of high-quality ebony, which aroused curiosity about what was inside.

He opened his mouth, wanting to congratulate Shen Jiao on becoming Princess Mingle.

He wanted to congratulate her on becoming the Gu family's goddaughter, but he found that everything she did made him feel heartbroken and helpless.

Finally, Shen Qingcheng condensed all his words into a sentence that no one else could understand.

"You've grown taller."

Shen Jiao had no concept of her family in the Marquis of Anbo's mansion. Shen Qingcheng thought she had amnesia, but she was unwilling to take the initiative to break the ice.

Seeing Shen Qingcheng so nervous he couldn't speak, Shen Jiao's heart suddenly clenched. She didn't know if it was the original owner's emotion or her own, but she felt a pang of bitterness.

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