Chapter 402 Good Cook
Zhu Mingbo went to the kitchen yard.
I saw a lot of people standing in the yard.
Yu Mingchang, Yu Yichen, Lou Xingji, the chief steward, and a group of servants.
"What's going on?" Zhu Mingbo asked.
"Your Excellency, the Master is cooking." Yu Mingchang replied.
"Huh? Cooking?" Zhu Mingbo thought he had misheard and confirmed it again.
Everyone in the yard nodded vigorously at him.
"No, you are looking for death!" Zhu Mingbo was about to rush into the kitchen.
Yu Mingchang quickly grabbed him and said, "You'd be courting death if you went in! I can't persuade you, I can't help you!"
"Huh?!!!" Zhu Mingbo felt that his smart brain was not enough.
Yu Mingchang told Zhu Mingbo that Yu Tingfeng was learning how to make four large pastries and eight small bowls from the chef brought back by Zhao Jing.
"Could it be because Fenghua-jun loves to eat?" Zhu Mingbo's expression was a little stiff.
Everyone nodded at the same time.
"Then just let the chef do it, there's no need..."
"Your Excellency doesn't understand. The intention is certainly different." Lou Xingji interrupted.
He followed Siyan every day, but he didn't learn anything good. However, he did learn a lot about how to please girls.
"That's what I said, but... I..."
Zhu Mingbo thought, he is a minister! It is his duty to remind the emperor that he cannot neglect his duties and must put the country first!
Yu Mingchang obviously knew what he wanted to say, so he patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry! It won't delay the national plan. Old Prince Yu also said that this matter is also very important! It's not easy, right?"
Zhu Mingbo thought about it and agreed. Yes, it is very important and a big deal.
"I'm here! Right? Right!" Zhu Mingbo patted his chest.
"Of course. With the master here, our lord, there is nothing to worry about! Just go back to cooking!" Yu Mingchang said respectfully.
"But, I hope the chefs in there won't be scared to pee their pants!" Zhu Mingbo heard a lot of noise inside.
"Don't be afraid. This isn't the first time our master has cooked. He's done it before, helping Feng Huajun make oily and sweet rice cakes."
Zhu Mingbo was no longer surprised when he heard this.
"Can we still have dinner today?" Feng Aoqing came to watch the fun at some point. She was holding a bag of dried sweet potatoes and chewing them.
Everyone shook their heads in unison, and then everyone got a dried sweet potato, which they ate while waiting for dinner.
I don’t know how long it took, but dinner finally started.
"Mr. Fenghua, please show me your favor later! If the master gets angry, who knows what he will do." Zhu Mingbo said worriedly.
"Yeah, I understand." Feng Aoqing answered happily.
Everyone knew that the meal was prepared for Feng Aoqing, so when Feng Aoqing walked into the dining room, they prepared to go to their respective dining areas to eat.
Siyan and An Jinge didn't want to be a light bulb, so they stayed in their own yard and ate.
Unexpectedly, Feng Aoqing called out from the hall: "Where are these eight bowls of food? There's no way the two of us can finish them all! You guys can share!"
Of the four people outside the hall, three were highly skilled in martial arts and disappeared in a flash, pretending not to hear anything.
The only one left is Zhu Mingbo, whose martial arts skills are not very good.
He wants to run too!
"Master Zhu!" Feng Aoqing called again.
"I won't bother you two anymore."
"Zhu Mingbo." Yu Tingfeng called out.
The leader had spoken, and Zhu Mingbo could only take a deep breath and enter the hall.
"Sit down!" Feng Aoqing said.
"I..." He wanted to say I'm standing, but he saw Yu Tingfeng staring at him.
If he said standing, it means that his status is much lower. However, if he is a prince, he would not let a second-rank official stand.
He was still smart, and quickly found a chair to sit down, bowed and said, "Then I'm sorry."
He glanced at Feng Aoqing and they made eye contact.
Zhu Mingbo: Why are you doing this? He won’t blame you even if you say something wrong.
Feng Aoqing: It's your turn to show your strength.
Zhu Mingbo: It’s more like breaking my teeth with one punch.
......
"Stop looking and eat." Yu Tingfeng interrupted them when he saw them exchanging glances.
Looking at the table, there were eight small bowls, representing eight dishes. In fact, the bowls were not small, enough for a whole table, so two people really couldn't finish them.
Moreover, this dish is cooked in a very good manner.
Feng Aoqing tried the dish in front of her. You know what, although it’s not as good as the old chef’s, it’s not bad either. So she praised it, “It’s really good.”
"Of course. I thought it would be better for me to learn than for others. At least I'm smarter than a cook." Yu Tingfeng was a little proud.
"But......"
"Oh, the cook has to learn it too. If I'm not around and you want to eat, you can ask the cook to cook it." Yu Tingfeng said again.
Zhu Mingbo was not eating at all, he was clearly an eyesore. He didn't dare to say a word or pick up his chopsticks.
He didn't start eating until Yu Tingfeng looked at him.
Yu Tingfeng was wondering why Feng Aoqing asked others to have dinner together.
Are you being polite and feeling it's inappropriate to eat alone with him?
Are you embarrassed to eat with yourself?
Don't you want to eat alone?
Do you think it’s not lively enough?
Yes, yes, it was probably not lively enough, because when she was in Tougu Town, she mostly ate with everyone, and everyone was talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very good.
In fact, he didn't know that Feng Aoqing was just worried that he wouldn't cook well. She simply didn't want to eat the bad food alone and wanted to share the pain with everyone.
Zhu Mingbo finished his meal with the two of them trembling with fear, and finally escaped back to his own courtyard on the pretext of being busy with official business.
Only two people were left walking in the yard to digest their food.
Before they came back, Zhu Mingbo was the only one living in the yard.
After taking office, Lin Ziyu lived in the backyard of his city defense office.
The yard is so big that you can hardly see anyone there.
Feng Aoqing looked around and she always felt that someone was watching them.
"Don't worry, there is no one hiding in this yard." Yu Tingfeng seemed to really know what she was thinking. Even if she didn't ask, he could often come up with the next sentence.
"You really don't need to do things like cooking. You..." Feng Aoqing whispered.
"I also eat the food cooked by Feng Huajun, so why can't I cook for Feng Huajun?" Yu Tingfeng also answered in a low voice.
Hearing this, Feng Aoqing was stunned.
"I really like the box of gold ingots you gave me. Thank you."
"You have acted as a matchmaker between the two countries. How can I thank you enough with this box of gold ingots?" Yu Tingfeng was afraid that she would have something else to say, so he quickly got back to business.
"So, this gift is to thank me for acting as a bridge between the two countries?"
Yu Tingfeng was speechless. He was so tongue-tied in front of Feng Aoqing.
"Actually, no, you have everything you need. I racked my brains but couldn't figure out what gift to give you. Later, because I often thought of your funny words, I engraved them on a gold ingot. As I engraved them, I thought of your... words..."
Yu Tingfeng was originally walking slowly with her, but at this moment he took a step forward and turned around to stand in front of her.
Feng Aoqing looked up at him, and under the white moonlight of the summer night, she gazed into the deep pools of his eyes.
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