Chapter 100 Eating

He wrapped himself in a shawl and called Xiaodong and the others.

"Can any of you read?"

"I recognize some."

"I can read."

"See how it goes."

Several people took the manuscript and read it carefully.

Xiaochun and Xiaoxia didn't recognize some of the words, so Xiaodong read them to them.

They both had tears in their eyes after hearing this.

Xiaoqiu and Xiaodong were angry at first, but then they started crying.

"Master, Hui Niang is so nice!" Xiaochun said sobbing.

Xie Shuangbai knew of course that you would only cry if things were good.

He asked, "If there was a shop selling the cakes in the story, would you buy them?"

"We will definitely buy it!" the four said in unison.

Xie Shuangbai smiled and said, "Alright, go down now. I'll call you if there's anything."

He turned around and said to Rong Ye with a smile, "Have someone send it to the bookstore tomorrow. It will look even better with illustrations!"

The next morning, the servant from the palace delivered the manuscript to the bookstore.

Pei Wen didn't expect the words to come out so quickly.

He got the manuscript and saw that it was just a light piece of paper, and he felt confused.

How could a storybook only have one page? I suppressed my unhappiness and started reading.

He was soon moved by the story.

He excitedly found an illustrator he often collaborated with and asked him to create illustrations based on the content of the article.

The manuscript was delivered to the palace at 3 p.m. that day.

Xie Shuangbai didn't expect Pei Wen to be so quick.

The shop's decoration drawings were also sent to Manager Wang, who sent someone back to say that everything could be completed in seven days.

Seven days is enough for printing and promotion.

The idea behind Pei Wensong’s draft is quite correct.

There is one painting that has an acceptable style and only needs some minor adjustments to the details.

It's just another picture, not realistic enough.

After Xie Shuangbai wrote down his revision suggestions, he personally drew a set of illustrations.

As for painting, he really has to thank his grandfather for forcing him to learn it when he was a child. He didn't expect that it would be useful in modern times, but in another world.

The revision suggestions and illustrations were sent to the bookstore.

By the time I finished all this, it was already dark outside.

"Xiaochun, where is the prince?"

"My lord, the prince is in the study."

"Okay, I understand. Have you done what I told you before?"

"The kitchenette has been cleaned up as the master instructed."

"Then dinner will be cooked in the small kitchen. Go wash some potatoes and sweet potatoes, and prepare more chicken."

Xie Shuangbai was a little greedy. Today, he made spicy diced chicken for Rong Ye, which he had liked very much before.

The small kitchen was equipped with a large frying pan according to his request, and there are four stoves. It will be perfect after the oven is built tomorrow.

"Master, your kitchen uniform is really nice."

Xiaochun used to cook at home, and she could tell at a glance how good the clothes were.

Xie Shuangbai was wearing an apron made in a modern style that could cover her entire upper body, so she no longer had to worry about her sleeves getting stained.

"If you make a few more of these, you won't have to worry about your clothes getting dirty in the future."

Xiaochun smiled and nodded. She was really glad to be assigned to serve the young master.

The young master was smart and never beat or scolded them. She could also eat food she had never eaten before, so she felt very happy every day.

Xie Shuangbai pointed at the cut potato strips and said, "Xiao Xia, steam the potato strips in the steamer for half a quarter of an hour."

"Xiaochun, go and knead some glutinous rice into small balls."

"Xiao Qiu, do you have lotus root starch?"

Xiao Qiu asked in confusion, "Master, what is lotus root starch?"

Xie Shuangbai looked at him and waved his hands, "Nothing, is the chicken ready? Bring it to me."

Frying chicken nuggets requires a lot of oil. Xiaochun saw Xie Shuangbai pour a whole pool of oil into the pan.

I thought to myself, what is going on? Just one meal uses up several months' worth of oil.

But when the aroma of fried chicken arrived, everyone was stunned by the smell.

A faint fragrance could be smelled in the courtyard of the palace.

Rong Ye was also distracted by the fragrance.

"Rongyi, what time is it?"

"Master, it's already evening."

Rongye touched his belly.

"Let's eat first and deal with the rest tomorrow. Send this letter to Qin Yan."

"Yes, Master."

Rong Yi took a deep breath. What smells so good?

Rongchi came running over as soon as the get out of class was over.

Before he even reached the yard, he shouted, "Uncle, uncle! Did you make something delicious for Chi'er? Chi'er can smell it!"

Xie Shuangbai was arranging the dishes when the little girl hugged her thigh.

He looked down at Rong Chi, and the little guy looked at him with his big round eyes.

"Puppy nose, you can smell it from such a distance!"

Xiaochun watched from the side and laughed secretly.

Rong Chi called him coquettishly: "Uncle, hug me."

As soon as Rong Ye came in, he saw Rong Chi hugging Xie Shuangbai and sniffing him like a puppy, which made his face darken instantly.

"Chi'er, what are you doing?"

Rong Chi heard Rong Ye's voice and called out in a baby voice, "Daddy, Daddy! Uncle made me a lot of delicious food. I can smell it all."

"Well, come down and eat first."

Rong Chi didn't know why his father was unhappy, so he hung his head and didn't say anything.

Xie Shuangbai hugged him and said, "Rong Ye kid hasn't seen us for a whole day. We finally got to be close to each other for a while, why are you so upset?"

Rong Ye's face was a little gloomy. Xie Shuangbai looked at the big and small one and sighed: "I made you your favorite spicy chicken, try it."

As he said that, he passed it to Rong Ye.

Rong Chi sat next to him, and Xie Shuangbai brought him his favorite French fries.

"It's a little cold, eat quickly, and there's also your favorite fried chicken."

Children are easy to coax. When they eat their favorite chicken legs, they laugh happily.

"Rongye's candied sweet potatoes are sweet, and the boiled pork slices are spicy. Try them both."

"Okay, you've worked hard today."

Xie Shuangbai picked up some food for Rong Chi: "Seeing you guys eating so happily, I'm happy too."

Xiaochun looked at the prince and the young master like this, just like what was described in the storybooks...that kind of warm family of three made her feel warm.

During normal meals, the young master would not let them serve him, they would eat in the corner room next to the kitchen.

There was one more person in the group coming to the corner room to eat today, and that was Mr. Rong, who was rarely seen.

"Xiaochun, come here quickly. I left some chicken nuggets for you." Xiaoxia said as she licked the oil from her lips.

"Master's cooking is so delicious!" Xiaoqiu praised loudly while chewing French fries.

Rong Wu buried his head in eating, and even though his mouth was red from eating, he did not slow down his eating speed at all.

Rong San unexpectedly didn't say a word today. He used his hands and mouth to snatch food from Rong Yi.

After the meal, only a pile of chicken bones were left on the table.

"How come the Master is so amazing? He can even cook such delicious food, some of which I've never seen before."

Rong San touched his stomach and gave his after-meal speech.

"What do you say, Boss?"

Rong Yi glanced at him, but before he could say anything, the usually taciturn Rong Wu said in an unfathomable way, "Young Master, your amazing performance is yet to come."

"Wow, the taciturn guy has spoken!"

Rong San was chattering beside him, but Rong Wu ignored him and savored the delicious food.

Rong Yi said to Chun Xia Qiu Dong, "You should listen to the Master carefully, Rong Wu, and you too."

"Slaves understand!"

Seeing that it was almost time, Xiaochun said to Xiaoxia, "Young Master should have finished his meal. Let's go over there."

Xiaoqiu and Xiaodong stayed behind to clean up the dishes.

Xiaochun and Xiaoxia brought tea and hot towels into the house.

The room was warm and all the food on the table was gone.

Xie Shuangbai touched Rong Chi's round belly and frowned:

"I can't cook at night anymore. Chi'er can't digest what he eats."