Chapter 99 Go find him. Will you come tomorrow?
That's Youan, but a little different.
It was an extremely young face, tinged with childish innocence. His skin was so white it was almost transparent, seemingly ready to melt away in the sunlight. His rare, smoky eyes were like morning mist.
Hearing Ye Wan's words, he frowned and looked at the deacon beside him. The blond deacon wiped his sweat and said, "Your meeting is too hasty. We haven't had time to provide etiquette training for the newly selected people."
"No need, you go down first." He nodded to the blond butler.
The only ones left in the garden were Youan, Ye Wan, and Muffin, who was lying on her shoulder.
Ye Wan watched the butler disappear into the back garden before quickly squatting in front of Youan. "Why did you become smaller? Was it the dwarf potion? Or was it a curse cast by a vicious witch?"
Unexpectedly, those beautiful smoky crystal eyes looked at her up and down with inquiry: "Rude."
“???” Ye Wan and Songbing looked at him in shock.
"I just wanted to take a look at the person who made such a strange breakfast. You can leave now." He coughed lightly and continued reading.
"You can leave now."
Ye Wan then realized that the naughty kid in front of her was most likely You An, who had never seen her and actually lived in this era.
After all, Youan would not say that tofu pudding and fried dough sticks are a strange breakfast. They are his favorite and he can eat two big bowls of them.
All in all, Ye Wan's plans were all disrupted. She could only admit that she and Songbing had traveled to the past, and Youan didn't recognize her anymore. This realization made her feel a little overwhelmed.
The staff at the dining hall were quite friendly, but when they removed the Crown Prince's plate, Ye Wan would always notice that Youan had eaten very little and lacked the enthusiasm he should have for the food. The old chef would sigh and lament that the Crown Prince was too picky and didn't like to eat anything.
But that's not right. You An is obviously a person who enjoys delicious food. Unlike Ye Wan who only has requirements for how to make the ingredients delicious, You An is different. He has strict requirements on plating and tableware. Sometimes when he has free time, he likes to drag Ye Wan to the porcelain shop and then buy exquisite bowls and plates to take home.
Even when drinking coffee, he would carefully select a thin-walled bone china cup, and drink coffee and eat cheesecake in front of the blooming roses in the backyard on a comfortable summer night.
but......
Little Youan not only doesn't like delicious food, he also often sits alone in the garden or on a high tower, looking into the distance with empty eyes. Sometimes Ye Wan secretly finds an opportunity to see him at a garden tea party. Everyone is laughing and making a lot of noise, but he is the only one sitting in the middle with an expressionless face.
When Ye Wan saw the maid coming back with an uneaten almond cake, she was very worried. How could a child not eat? He would not grow tall if he didn't eat!
The problem is not the food itself, but more likely his unhappy heart.
Ye Wan could only secretly spend time on the food. She saw little Youan leaning out of the window of the high tower to watch the flying pigeons, so she carved a small pigeon with carrots next to the cream puff pastry mushroom soup.
Sometimes when he saw him reading "A Collection of Magical Creatures of Moonlight Forest", Ye Wan would make some Moonlight Elf Cookies dyed with fruit and vegetable juices as dessert for him. Ye Wan noticed that Youan actually ate a few of these cookies.
The palace is holding a night banquet today. Thousands of candles are burning on the wall lamps, and the long table covered with a snow-white linen tablecloth is filled with silverware and crystal cups. As one of the royal chefs, Ye Wan is so busy that he has no time to breathe.
The nobles were busy dancing and didn't care about the delicious caviar at all. Even delicious food like the royal secret roast ribs would probably be cold by the time it was served.
Ye Wan was worried that little Youan didn't have enough to eat at night.
But she couldn't bring some midnight snacks to him directly. In fact, the rules of the palace were quite strict. It was the maids' job to deliver food, and the nobles didn't seem to have the habit of eating midnight snacks.
Ye Wan had a good dinner, including braised artichokes, stewed duck legs with green olives, etc. They were all hot and tasted very good.
She took the muffins back to her room and went to sleep, but couldn't quite fall asleep.
What if little Youan gets hungry?
After much thought, Ye Wan decided to sneak back to the kitchen. She wanted to bake some bread, and it would be even better if she could bring it to Youan.
Today's moonlight was like water, silently pouring down on the palace courtyard. Everything was silent, with only the occasional dull footsteps of patrolling guards breaking the tranquility.
Ye Wan quietly moved along the stone wall so that they wouldn't notice her. The little guinea pig Pancake didn't dare to breathe in her hat.
"Shh, Pancake, we're almost there!" Ye Wan said.
She cleverly used the cover of the bushes to avoid the armored guards and finally ran back into the kitchen.
The air was still filled with the warm aroma of various spices and butter. Ye Wan tiptoed in and then closed the door behind him.
She skillfully groped her way to the storage room and took out a small bag of rice noodles, some green rapeseed, and a small piece of beef shoulder.
Ye Wan quietly took out matches and a small gas lamp, lit a small fire, and only illuminated the area in front of her. She put a small pot on it to boil water, and then poured the rice noodles into it.
"I should get two more eggs," she told Muffin, and then she left him to watch the fire while she crept back into the pantry.
When she returned with the eggs, a long-handled wooden spoon slid into the pot and automatically stirred the rice noodles, making a light, rhythmic "ding ding" sound.
Ye Wan was so surprised that the eggs fell to the ground. Then a bamboo basket flew over and caught the two eggs and scolded her, "You reckless little girl."
The whole kitchen seemed to have suddenly woken up from a deep sleep and had its own life and consciousness. A table knife and scissors worked in perfect harmony to cut the braised beef into thin slices of even thickness, and then broke apart the rapeseed. Then all kinds of food were elegantly "invited" into the pot with a spatula.
"This... did you make this, Pancake?" She had already seen mermaids and vampires, and should have been immune to such scenes, but she still couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
The muffin was even more surprised than it and quickly shook its head. A small yellow copper pot rushed over with clumsy but cute steps, put the muffin into the pot, and then spun it like a coffee cup.
These kitchen utensils seemed to have no malicious intentions, and were just happily and enthusiastically helping Ye Wan prepare this delicious late-night miracle.
Until that bowl of fragrant beef rice noodles is ready.
Ye Wan thanked them in disbelief: "Okay, although this is crazy and like a dream, or maybe I accidentally ate some poisonous mushrooms, but thank you for your help?"
The kitchen utensils were arranged on the table, then nodded up and down, as if to say you're welcome to Ye Wan, and then flew back to their respective positions.
She put the rice noodles into the thermos and said to the dizzy Pancake, "So, how do we get to where Youan is?"
She planned to go for a walk in the back garden, but the guards there were even tighter. Ye Wan was just getting worried when the painting on the wall spoke: "Come from here. I can take you wherever you want to go."
It was a pastoral painting in the mountains. In the middle of the painting, an old lady holding a wheat ear spoke enthusiastically, and then the painting opened automatically, revealing a tunnel behind it.
There is no time to hesitate, otherwise the rice noodles will swell up.
Ye Wan jumped into the tunnel holding the muffin. The scenery in the tunnel was just like the pastoral painting. She drifted down the sparkling river. The cows and sheep in the painting were mooing, and the farmers picking rice ears on both sides were waving at her.
The journey was very short. Soon a flashing exit appeared in front of him, and the oil painting briskly spit out Ye Wan and the pancake together.
“Plop!
Ye Wan fell from mid-air, but fortunately, the soft bushes in the palace garden gently caught her.
Pancake was not so lucky. It rolled out of Ye Wan's arms, bounced three times on the bushes, and then lay on the ground with its four legs facing the sky.
Ye Wan hurriedly climbed up from the bushes: "Sorry, Pancake."
She hurried to support it, and was caught off guard by a pair of shocked smoky crystal eyes.
The young crown prince was obviously startled by this sudden drop from the sky. He was sitting in a hammock in his bathrobe with a book in his hand.
Ye Wan quickly stood up and brushed the leaves off his head with his hands.
"You... Your Highness, you didn't eat much tonight. Would you like some midnight snack?!"
She opened the thermal box and, as Youan always did, put a lot of coriander inside. The warm aroma of the rice noodles gradually spread, like a small miracle.
Young You An was full of doubts at the moment. Eating food of unknown origin was an extremely serious taboo, but when he met Ye Wan's sincere eyes, he couldn't say anything harsh.
And more importantly, he was hungry.
So under Ye Wan's expectant eyes, he really took the rice noodles and started to eat. The soup of this bowl of rice noodles was bright red and attractive, the beef slices were braised until soft and tasty, the rice noodles were very smooth and covered with rich soup, the soup base was ready-made beef bone broth with various spices added.
Youan took a sip of the soup and felt warmth spread through his throat.
Ye Wan kept chattering beside him, saying that he had to eat more because eating more would help him grow taller. Then he started saying that he was cooking rice noodles in the kitchen and came here through a painting of "Autumn Pastoral". He didn't expect to meet You An by chance. It was great.
No one ever cared about Yuan's eating problem. There was never a shortage of food in the palace. For the young Yuan, dining was a lonely and solemn ceremony.
The dining room was huge, so big that you could hear the echo. The huge dining table was so bright that you could see the mirror. He was so small that his feet could not even reach the ground when he sat at one end. The main seat opposite him was used by the king, but it was empty most of the time.
The servants walked back and forth expressionlessly, and the silver lids were removed, revealing a variety of carefully prepared foods: seared duck breast with mashed potatoes, grilled octopus with vegetables, and beef stewed in Burgundy red wine.
These delicacies are perfect, standard, and temperature-controlled. The royal chef only cares about whether the food is elegant and nutritious. No one comes to ask, "Your Highness, is there anything you would like to eat?"
If he was not satisfied with a dish, such as foie gras, the servants would remove the dish and replace it with another one with a straight face.
At the banquet, he was an exquisite doll, the most shining mascot of the Kingdom of Oceana, surrounded by noisy laughter, conversation and clinking of glasses.
Youan looked at the thermos in front of him again. He had already eaten all the beef rice noodles in it.
"Is it delicious?" Ye Wan asked with a smile.
Pancake looked up at him expectantly.
He coughed lightly:
"Not bad." His cheeks, which were so pale that they were transparent, suddenly turned red, like a beautiful rose.
"What a tsundere." Ye Wan thought.
She packed up and wanted to take Pancake and leave, but was stopped by Youan:
"Will you come at this time tomorrow?"
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