Feng Yao happily took the bowl of porridge and said, "Thank you, husband."
Zhu Longyuan smiled at her, then served himself another bowl, and started eating the buns and porridge one bite at a time.
Both of them ate very restrainedly, taking small bites, for fear of giving the other an uncivilized impression.
Fortunately for Fengyao, she had a small appetite to begin with, so a bowl of porridge was enough to fill her up. So she sipped gracefully with the spoon, trying to maintain her delicate image of a "bird stomach" or "cat stomach" in her husband's mind.
But Zhu Longyuan is not like that.
He usually eats four bowls of porridge and buns...
He ate as much as he could, eating three bowls of porridge and seven or eight palm-sized buns, plus two eggs. After all, he was born with great strength, and if he didn't eat enough, he wouldn't have strength.
After he finished a bowl of porridge, he secretly glanced at Feng Yao opposite him.
Thinking of the experience of being disliked for eating too much, he thought about it and decided not to reveal his image as a glutton from the beginning.
If you don't expose it and keep it well hidden, you won't be disliked by others, right?
If you can maintain the image of a perfect man in her mind, why would you expose your shortcomings?
So he prepared to put down the spoon and tell the princess that he was full.
He was thinking about going to the kitchen to eat the big steamed buns later. He had just put down the spoon and had not yet had time to open his mouth when Feng Yao reached out and took the bowl from him.
"Husband, you helped me to fill a bowl, and I will help you to fill a bowl."
As she spoke, she served him porridge, then placed the full bowl next to him and smiled at him gently.
Zhu Longyuan glanced down at the bowl of porridge beside him, then silently looked up at Feng Yao.
Feng Yao looked at him expectantly, "Husband, please eat."
Zhu Longyuan swallowed back the words "I'm full" that were about to come out of his throat.
How could he refuse when his newlywed wife was so happy to serve him porridge?
Not to mention that he was not full in the first place, even if he was, he had to bite the bullet and finish the bowl of porridge. He absolutely could not spoil her mood!
So he smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, Princess."
He lowered his head and drank the porridge very politely. Just after a few sips, Feng Yao opposite him gave him half of a bun that she thought was delicious.
Yes, more than half.
She took a little bit for herself, giving the impression that she was just there to taste it, and gave the remaining four-fifths to Zhu Longyuan.
She looked at Zhu Longyuan expectantly, "My dear, try this mushroom-filled bun. It's delicious."
Can Zhu Longyuan still refuse?
He simply couldn't resist looking at his wife like that!
He nodded, took the bun, and took a bite. "Hmm, delicious, very fresh."
Feng Yao took another one from the plate and tore off a little to see what the filling was. It turned out to be a brown sugar bun. She didn't feel like eating anything sweet...
She silently extended the bun in front of Zhu Longyuan and whispered, "Husband, it's sweet. Can I not eat sweet things..."
Zhu Longyuan was stunned for a moment, then decisively took the majority of the bun and also took the pinch of bun from her hand, "Then don't eat the sweet ones, pick what you like."
Feng Yao felt so sweet because she was being spoiled.
She looked at her husband who was so accommodating to her, so handsome, so honest, and so doting on his wife...
Oh, she felt even happier than eating these sugar buns.
She picked out another bun, and it was sweet again.
She pinched the bun and looked at Zhu Longyuan secretly with a bit of embarrassment.
Throw it aside, it's a waste of food.
She knew that the Zhu family, having guarded the border for generations, was deeply aware of the hardships of the people living there and the bitterness of the lack of food and clothing in the military camps, so they never wanted to waste food...
But let her eat it anyway, she really doesn't like sweet things...
She wanted to give the bun to Zhu Longyuan, but she was afraid he would think she was being too much and throw all the garbage he didn't want to eat at him. What if he thought she didn't take him seriously and was looking down on him?
Zhu Longyuan took a few bites of the bun he had just eaten, drank a mouthful of porridge, and looked up to see Feng Yao looking conflicted.
He looked at the bun in her hand, and after seeing the syrup, he curled his lips and said, "It's sweet again?"
Feng Yao nodded pitifully, "Hmm..."
Zhu Longyuan extended his hand lovingly, "Give it to me."
Feng Yao was as if she had been pardoned. She immediately handed the bun to him with a happy smile on her face, "Husband, you are so kind!"
Zhu Longyuan took the buns and thought happily in his heart, Princess, you are very kind. If you pick a few more, you can feed me and I won’t have to hide in the kitchen to eat them secretly.
Feng Yao looked at him sweetly, "Husband, can I pick one last one? If this one tastes sweet, I won't pick any more——"
Zhu Longyuan smiled and said, "I'll pick one for you."
He pointed to the folds on the bun and showed her, "There are certain rules for making buns in the mansion. Look, the one with fifteen folds is made by Master Chen. The folds are rounder, and it tastes sweet. The one with eighteen folds is made by Master Song. The folds are sharper, and it tastes salty."
Feng Yao suddenly understood. No wonder the chefs randomly put several kinds of buns together. It turned out that it was because the master of the mansion knew the difference between salty and sweet buns, so there was no need to pack them separately.
For example, their palace has a big basket of savory food and a big basket of sweet food, which are separated.
She carefully followed Zhu Longyuan's instructions to identify the filling, then picked a salty bun. When she tore it open, she saw that it was indeed filled with beef, not brown sugar!
She was like a child who had won the lottery, so happy that she ate half of it herself and fed the other half to Zhu Longyuan. "Thank you, my husband. This is to thank you. We'll each have half!"
"What are you talking about? Isn't that what you should do?"
Zhu Longyuan looked at her with amusement, then opened his mouth and took two bites of the bun.
While eating the fragrant buns and looking at his beloved wife smiling at him while chewing the other half, he suddenly felt a little hot in the eyes.
This is the day he wants.
While Feng Yao was eating the buns herself, she eagerly offered Zhu Longyuan some Anyang delicacies. "My dear, please try this snack. I loved it when I was in Anyang."
Zhu Longyuan took a look and said, "Well, it must be what the princess likes. I have to try it."
He took the snack and put it in his mouth. It was delicious.
After eating this, Feng Yao pointed at that one and continued to look at him expectantly.
He finished the one she pointed to, and she gave him another.
She wanted to let him try everything she thought was delicious and share with him her favorite food.
So after finishing breakfast, Zhu Longyuan was almost full.
Feng Yao held her chin and looked at him with a smile, "Husband, I remember your appetite. You are amazing. You are not fat at all, and your stomach muscles are very tight. Where does all the food you eat go?"
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