The cooks took out pots and pans from the carriage and began to prepare lunch.
Since being exiled, they have been eating three meals a day.
Jiang Ling said that if you don’t eat enough, you won’t have the strength to walk.
Eat as much as you can, we have plenty of food.
Therefore, the chefs prepared delicious meals with all their heart to thank the young master.
For today's lunch, they prepared white steamed buns, braised pork and chicken soup. You can heat them up and eat them now.
A quarter of an hour later, Butler Chen brought hot chicken soup, white and tender steamed buns, and fragrant braised meat to where Jiang Ling and the others were.
"Master, Master, please make do with your lunch. We'll probably have roasted lamb legs at our next stop."
Butler Chen explained to Yue Qianli and the others with a smile, while serving them chicken soup.
Jiang Ling took a sip of the chicken soup and said, "Wow, it's really delicious."
When I heard Butler Chen say there would be roasted lamb legs in the evening, my eyes lit up.
"Well, okay, thank you for your hard work. Butler Chen, please go and eat. We can handle it ourselves."
Since they were all exiled, Jiang Ling didn't need anyone's care. Although this happened every day, as a modern person, he was still a little uncomfortable with it.
"Okay, it's not hard."
Butler Chen replied with a smile that he was happy and honored to take care of the master and the young master.
After Butler Chen left, Jiang Ling picked up the white, tender and soft steamed bun, handed it to Jiang Hao, and also put a lot of braised meat in it for him.
"Eat quickly. I guess you haven't had a good meal in the past few days, right?"
Jiang Hao took the steamed bun and looked at the braised meat in the bowl in confusion.
Yes, every day I either eat hard steamed buns or porridge with wild vegetables.
This was the best meal he had here.
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