He did what he said. After resting enough, Mu Qingchen went to the imperial kitchen to prepare some food for Xuan Feng.
It was not yet time for dinner, and the imperial chefs were busy.
As soon as Mu Qingchen stepped into the imperial kitchen, the imperial chefs and palace maids all looked at her sideways.
An elderly royal chef came forward and said, "Your Highness, are you here to eat something?"
They are already busy enough at this time, please don't let this ancestor come to make trouble.
If they get hurt and the late Concubine blames them, they will not be able to bear the consequences.
The royal chefs were trembling with fear, fearing that he would get hurt because he didn't know how to cook.
Mu Qingchen glanced around and his eyes lit up when he saw something on the stove.
He quickly waved his hand at the other party and said calmly: "Go and do your thing, don't worry about me, His Highness."
After saying that, he walked closer to the stove to see what ingredients were available.
There are chicken legs, chicken, mutton, fish, etc. on the stove, as well as some side dishes, a complete variety.
Even though Mu Qingchen said that, the imperial chefs still didn't trust him. They kept stealing glances at Mu Qingchen while they were working.
Mu Qingchen didn't care what others thought of him. Although it was his first time entering the imperial kitchen, he was very adept at cooking.
The first dish he made was spicy chicken legs. He blanched the chicken legs with ginger, cooking wine, star anise and cinnamon. After blanching the chicken legs, he cut them into pieces and chopped the garlic, chili and green onions for later use.
Then he poured the oil into the pot, and the oil made a sizzling sound, which made people around him tremble with fear, fearing that the oil would splash onto Mu Qingchen.
Mu Qingchen ignored them and concentrated on cooking.
After the oil is hot, he pours the chicken legs into the pan and frys them until golden brown, then pours in garlic and chili peppers and stir-fries them fragrant, then adds salt and seasonings, and finally adds a small amount of hot water.
When the juice is almost dried up, add chopped green onions and a spicy chicken leg is ready.
The aroma of the chicken legs is so tempting that it makes people drool.
The older royal chef couldn't help but think: It seems that I underestimated His Highness's ability. I thought he couldn't cook, but I didn't expect him to be a good cook.
Seeing everyone swallowing their saliva silently, Mu Qingchen felt a little proud: Humph, who told you to look down on me.
Then, he made braised pork trotters, fried beef and other dishes.
At this moment, everyone finally stopped being suspicious of him.
Half an hour later, Mu Qingchen finally finished cooking. He asked the palace maids to bring the dishes to Jinxiu Palace.
Wan Fei, who didn’t sleep well last night, finally felt tired after everything was settled and went to lie down on the bed for a while.
She had just woken up and came out to see the table full of food.
It’s strange, why are these dishes different from what we usually eat?
Just as she was wondering, Mu Qingchen came over.
"Xiao Xuanzi, look what I have prepared for you." A cheerful voice came over.
Wan Fei raised her head and looked towards the source of the voice. Isn’t this Chen’er? What is he doing?
Mu Qingchen carefully carried Xuan Feng over. He walked to the table and saw Concubine Wan beside him. He then said, "Mother, you're awake."
"Chen'er, did you make these?" Wan Fei pointed at the dishes on the table.
The dishes were quite rich and filling, and extremely tempting with their aroma. It seemed that Chen'er was quite filial, and his love for him was not in vain.
Mu Qingchen put Xuanfeng on the stool, and when he heard Concubine Wan ask him, he quickly said, "Yes, mother, you can eat it if you want."
Although he prepared it for Xuan Feng, if his mother wanted to eat it, she could eat it too.
Xuan Feng's eyes were fixed on the dishes on the table, his saliva almost flowing out, and his strong gaze caused Wan Fei to look at it frequently.
"It seems that little Xuanzi wants to eat?" Wan Fei looked at Xuanfeng with a drooling look and teased.
Xuan Feng's body stiffened, and he slowly turned his head towards Wan Fei and smiled ingratiatingly.
I just want to taste it, I'm not greedy.
"What smells so good?" Mu Nanyan rubbed her eyes and walked out of the next room.
She followed the smell to the table, saw the table full of dishes, and took a deep breath.
These chicken legs look so delicious. Could it be that these were made by Sixth Prince?
Mu Nanyan had never eaten the food he cooked. She had heard him mention it before and thought he was joking. She didn't expect him to actually cook it, and it looked pretty good.
Mu Qingchen was originally getting chicken legs for Xuan Feng, and when he saw Mu Nanyue coming, he picked her up.
"What do you want to eat, Yan'er? Here are eggs, you can try them." Mu Qingchen picked up an egg, crushed it, and fed it to her mouth.
Mu Nanyan took a bite and chewed it. Hmm, it tasted okay, but she wanted to eat meat more.
She glanced at the table and found some pork ribs stewed with tomatoes. "Sixth brother, I want to eat that."
Why does this dish feel so much like baby food? Sixth brother is so good to her.
Looking in the direction of her finger, Mu Qingchen instantly understood.
He had already removed the bones from the ribs and cooked the meat until it was tender, so it would be safe for a baby as old as Mu Nanyan to eat.
Mu Qingchen scooped a spoonful and put it in her bowl.
Fortunately, when I made it, I considered that Yan'er liked it, so I cooked it very soft.
Mu Nanyan picked up the spoon, put the dish into her mouth and tasted it carefully.
The taste is amazing, the sourness of tomatoes plus the flavor of pork ribs, this combination is very much to her taste.
Seeing that Yan'er liked the food he cooked, Mu Qingchen's mouth curled up slightly.
The black phoenix beside him was eating with great relish, his mouth full of oil, "Master, this chicken leg is so delicious, do you want to eat it?"
Xuanfeng, you are a divine beast, shouldn't you prefer eating fairy fruits and elixirs? Why are you eating these mundane things like an ordinary dog?
Seeing Mu Nanyan looking at it with a slightly contemptuous look, Xuan Feng let out a howl.
Master, don't I just want to experience more of your human life? Seeing you eat with such relish every day, I also want to try it.
Xuan Feng looked at Mu Nan Yan with a wronged look on his face, but Mu Nan Yan ignored him.
Mu Nanyan: Don’t pretend to be pitiful and try to win sympathy.
Eat, eat, eat, be careful or you’ll get too fat and won’t be able to fly.
However, Wan Fei, who was standing by, couldn't stand it anymore. She picked up a pig's trotter and put it in Xuan Feng's bowl. "Xiao Xuan Zi, don't worry about your master. Eat whatever you want."
"Yan'er, if it wants to eat, let it eat. We can afford to feed it anyway."
Mu Nanyan sneered: "Mother, just spoil it. Spoil it until it is lawless. When it gets fat and can't fly anymore, don't come to me to cry."
Seeing Xuan Feng's expression of about to cry, Wan Fei coaxed Xuan Feng: "No, our little Xuan Zi is so cute, how could he be fat."
"Besides, we have to eat more during the Chinese New Year. If we don't gain a few pounds, how can we be worthy of the dead chickens, ducks, fish and meat?"
After hearing this, Xuan Feng withdrew his pitiful look.
Alas, the owner's mother is the best to it. It will try to make her happy more in the future.
Xuan Feng lowered his head and moved towards Wan Fei's hand, asking for a touch.
When Wan Fei saw it, she touched its head. "You know what, this head of its is quite nice to touch."
That's because its feathers are extremely pleasant to touch.
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