The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

Zhuo Ye asked Qiaoling to put the tableware and sauces on the stone table in Fenglin Garden, and the meal was served directly in the courtyard.

Feng Linge picked up a bunch of grilled eggplant slices, took one slice with chopsticks, imitated Zhuo Ye's example, dipped it in a little sauce, put it in his mouth gracefully, chewed it carefully twice, and after swallowing it, smiled and praised : "The outside is burnt and the inside is soft, crispy, crispy and tender, the taste is really good!"

"That's natural. My grandfather once said that my barbecue skills are no worse than the chefs in barbecue restaurants outside." Zhuo Ye realized that he had said the wrong thing as soon as he spoke, but what he said was like splashed water , cannot be taken back...

"Barbecue shop? Where is there a shop that roasts this kind of food?" Sure enough, Feng Linge asked curiously after hearing the words.He had never heard of any restaurant that sold this kind of barbecue.

"That...that is, there was an old man near our village who opened a very small barbecue shop. Later, the old man got old and didn't have the energy to take care of it, so he closed the shop." Zhuo Ye blushed. He jumped and lied.If she tells a lot of lies, she will naturally get along. Now she can hardly tell the truth from the fake.

"Oh? Which village?" Feng Lince swallowed a piece of mutton in his mouth, and answered coolly.

Now that I think about it, where is she from?Can't you check it?Zhuo Ye slandered in his heart, so let you check it out!

"Zhongguancun!" Zhuo Ye said, then grinned, and added: "The village in the deep mountains and old forests is very closed, and most people have never been out of the mountains in several lifetimes. The prince may not know." That... In other words, She really didn't deliberately bury Beijing's high-tech center, she just couldn't think of other village names for a while, so she just said "Zhongguancun"...

Feng Lince raised his eyebrows, his deep eyes glowed with an incomprehensible light, he glanced at Zhuo Ye, without saying a word, he reached out and took another bunch of roasted peppers...

Zhongguancun?Feng Linge froze for a moment, and then with an intoxicating smile in her quiet eyes, she continued to eat grilled eggplant gracefully...

"'Little Yezi', I still want this sauce..." "Little Baozi" said to Zhuoye holding the plate.

"Okay." Zhuo Ye responded with a smile, and then said to Qiaoling: "Qiaoling, pass me the sauce jar."

Qiaoling hurriedly took the sauce jar and said, "Girl, eat it, I'll do it." Then, he added a spoonful of sauce to the plate of "Little Baozi".

This sauce was also prepared by Zhuo Ye. When it was just prepared, Qiao Ling took a sip. It tasted strong and slightly spicy, very appetizing.Looking at the two princes and Xiao Shizi who are very satisfied with their food, it seems that the skewers are also delicious?

Qiaoling is puzzled, the girl talks freely, has a good temperament, and can cook food that even the prince has never seen before, how can she look like a countryman who has never seen the world?

Qingzhu behind Feng Linge looked at the grilled skewers on the stone table, her throat rolled, she swallowed secretly, trying hard to recollect the taste of the grilled cucumbers just now...

Zhuo Ye looked at Qing Zhu's expression of trying to suppress the glutton, and felt secretly refreshed!Do you know the fragrance now? !Xiaobian, bear with it!

Because of their different identities, Qiaoling and Qingzhu are inconvenient to eat at the same table with the prince and the prince, and Zhuo Ye can't help it. After all, it is impossible for people in this time and space to accept her idea that everyone is equal. In this world, she is A heterogeneous!Zhuo Ye secretly sighed...

"'Little Yezi', I want that meat..." "Little Baozi" pouted his greasy mouth, and pointed to the mutton plate far away from him.

Zhuo Ye picked up a mutton skewer, looked at a pair of big eyes staring at the "little bun" skewered in her hand, and asked with a smile: "Does Xuan'er know what kind of meat this is? I'll eat it for you only if I get the answer right. "

"Mutton!" "Little Baozi" replied crisply.

"Xuan'er is so smart! The answer is correct, it's mutton!" Zhuo Ye praised without hesitation, and then asked: "Does Xuan'er know what sheep grow up on?"

"Little Baozi" stared eagerly at the skewered meat in Zhuo Ye's hand, and said, "Eat, eat grass."

"That's right again! Then Xuan'er should know what kind of environment sheep grow in, so that the meat is more plump and tender?" Zhuo Ye continued to seduce.

"In..." "Little Baozi" frowned and thought for a while, then said: "In a place with a lot of grass..." After that, he continued to stare pitifully at the mutton in Zhuo Ye's hand.In other words, if there was no father and king by his side, he would have gone up and snatched it...