My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?.

Chapter 823 Do you know how I have been spending the past five years? I don’t eat beef!

Perhaps he heard Zhao Ying's thoughts, for after rolling on her seven or eight times, Ying Chengjiao followed Zhao Ji and walked happily towards the main hall.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Zhao Ying, with blood all over his face, adjusted his body shape, looked at Ying Chengjiao's back and cried out loudly.

Don't crush it, step on it!
Please stomp my head and help me escape from this world which is more terrifying than hell!
Unfortunately, Ying Chengjiao showed no intention of turning back.

Zhao Ying's voice attracted a strong woman instead.

"Mr. Zique (Zhao Ying), are you hungry?"

The strong woman walked to Zhao Ying with a wooden bowl and half squatted down. In the wooden bowl, there was a tongue that was still sizzling with oil!

Looking at this tongue, Zhao Ying's brain buzzed and fear welled up in his eyes.

The strong woman smiled and said, "The Queen Mother has given instructions. You are all her relatives and must serve her well."

"Look, the banquet in the inner room hasn't started yet, but your dinner is already ready."

"This tongue is placed on a copper plate taken from the Handan Palace, roasted with dog oil over a fire of oak wood, which is the best for removing the smell of fish."

"Just sniffing it will make your tongue fall off!"

The strong woman introduced the dishes with a cold smile, but Zhao Ying's eyes were filled with deep fear and resistance, and he backed away repeatedly.

Seeing this, the strong woman slowly faded the smile on her face: "Don't want to eat?"

"It seems that the scorching tongue is not to Mr. Zique's liking?"

"Mr. Zique, you should know that this is the only meal we have today. If you don't use it, you will probably have to starve tonight."

"How can I sit by and watch Mr. Zique starve? I will change the dishes for Mr. Zique until he is satisfied."

"I just wonder what Mr. Zique would like to eat?"

"Burning ears? Burning eyes? Or...Burning sun pills?"

Zhao Ying:!!!
Listening to the names of the dishes announced by the strong woman, Zhao Ying was filled with shock and fear beyond words.

Because he knows exactly where the raw materials for these dishes come from!
Not daring to delay any longer, Zhao Ying hurriedly crawled in front of the strong woman, put his head into the wooden bowl, and quickly took the burning tongue into his mouth.

Seeing this, the strong woman smiled and said, "It seems that I misunderstood just now."

"I just wonder if this sizzling tongue suits Mr. Zique's taste?"

Zhao Ying nodded hurriedly, fearing that he was even a little slow.

But you gotta tell me, you gotta tell me, the sizzling taste is so delicious that it can make your tongue fall off!
Thinking about the origin of the tongue and the fact that this was the only meal he had today, Zhao Ying didn't dare to waste any of it. He bit the roasted tongue into small pieces and swallowed it into his stomach.

Just then, another strong woman came over quickly and complained, "Why are you walking so fast? You even hold your tongue in the wrong place!"

"That's not Mr. Zique's (Zhao Ying) tongue, but Mr. Shouzhi's (Zhao Cai) tongue!"

Zhao Ying stopped swallowing and slowly turned his head to look at the strong woman beside him in disbelief and surprise.

The tongue I just ate was my father's? ! !
The strong woman still had a smile on her face: "No problem, just give Mr. Zique's tongue to Mr. Shouzhi to enjoy."

"It's time to let Mr. Shouzhi taste how foul and filthy Mr. Zique's tongue is!"

Seeing another strong woman walking towards Zhao Cai with a wooden bowl in her hand, Zhao Ying prostrated herself on the ground and cried bitterly.

“Woooooooo~~~”

Ten musicians puffed out their cheeks and blew the purple bamboo flutes in their hands, producing clear and elegant music.

The clearly enunciated curses would inevitably drown out the sound of the sheng, but the humming and shouting sounds were almost suppressed by the sound of the sheng.

In addition, fifty musicians were sitting outside the main hall door, playing the zither or the harp. They used the instruments in their hands to build an invisible wall, blocking the wailing and crying of the people in the front yard outside the hall!

In the hall, Zhao Ji was sitting in the main seat wearing gorgeous clothes and a golden crown.

Ying Zheng sat below Zhao Ji's right hand, and Ying Chengjiao sat below Zhao Ji's left hand.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Ying Chengjiao exclaimed, "There are so many delicious foods!"

Ying Chengjiao's cheerful voice dispelled the last trace of gloom remaining in the hall.

Zhao Ji said with a smile: "Qiao'er is pleased with my cooking skills, and I am very happy with it."

"We were in a hurry last time, so we only had time to roast the beef and mutton. Even the fish soup was made by the chef."

"Today's dishes are all cooked by me personally. You must taste them all."

Ying Chengjiao bowed his hands with gratitude and said, "The Queen Mother has been very kind to me!"

Zhao Ji leaned slightly towards Ying Chengjiao, looked at him carefully, and chuckled softly, "Qiao'er knows it."

How could there be such a handsome and brave man in the world?
In the past, even Yu Junlang was slightly inferior to Jiao'er, and Yu Yingwu was even less likely to be compared with Jiao'er.

Although Jiao'er's skin color has become a little darker, he will be able to return to his handsome appearance after resting for a winter.

The thought of this handsome face once ruthlessly giving the order to chop off millions of heads filled the air.

The thought of this strong body leading hundreds of soldiers to defeat more than ten thousand enemy troops made me feel happy.

Zhao Ji's eyes were fixed on Ying Chengjiao, unable to extricate herself.

Ying Zheng coughed lightly with a cold face: "Cough!"

Zhao Ji finally sat up straight, but her eyes were still glued to Ying Chengjiao. She said in a gentle voice, "Fortunately, there are lambs from Qiang land in the palace. I will ask the butcher to slaughter them and roast them carefully."

“The moment the lamb chops are grilled and served is when they are at their most delicious.”

"Qiao'er, try it first!"

Ying Chengjiao bowed again and said, "Thank you, Queen Mother. I will not be polite then!" Zhao Ji said in a charming voice, "I am just waiting for Jiao'er to be rude to me!"

I haven't touched a man for five years! Five years!

She is in her thirties or forties, but she hasn't touched a man for five years!

Five years!
Do you know how I have been through these five years?

Ying Chengjiao: o(╥﹏╥)o
Brother! Take care of your mother!

My brother is scared!!!
Ying Zheng's face became even colder, and he coughed even louder: "Ahem!!"

Zhao Ji still ignored Ying Zheng, and stood up slowly, saying softly, "It's my fault."

"For a man as heroic and famous as Jiao'er, how can we eat meat without wine?"

"I am here to pour wine for Jiao'er!"

Seeing Zhao Ji lifting her long legs and about to come over, Ying Chengjiao shouted in surprise: "No need, Queen Mother!"

"I will do it myself, I will do it myself!"

As he spoke, Ying Chengjiao hurriedly picked up a wooden spoon and scooped wine from the cauldron into the wine cup.

Ying Zheng's face turned almost ashen, and he coughed hard: "Cough cough cough!!!"

Zhao Ji then turned around and sat down, her eyes swept towards Ying Zheng and she said calmly, "Zheng'er, eat too, don't just cough."

Ying Zheng: Thank you. I can’t eat anymore after seeing you!

Ying Chengjiao smiled and said, "Yes, eat first! Eat first!"

As he spoke, Ying Chengjiao picked up a lamb chop and put it to his mouth. He bit the slightly curled fascia at the joint of the lamb chop with his teeth, and then used his hands and teeth to pull the fascia and pull all the lamb chop meat hanging on the bone into his mouth.

After galloping for more than a hundred miles, Ying Chengjiao was already very hungry. He grabbed another lamb chop before finishing a mouthful of meat.

Zhao Ji supported her chin with her bare hands and tilted her head to look at Ying Chengjiao. The cinnamon branches on the golden crown swayed gently, looking quite playful.

Seeing Ying Chengjiao eating lamb chops one bite at a time as if they were snacks, the smile in Zhao Ji's eyes became more intense.

Five years ago, this child was polite in his words, deeds and eating. Although he had the demeanor of a gentleman, he was quite boring. But now he has become more bold and unrestrained.

It’s really even more lovely!

After eating six lamb chops in a row, Ying Chengjiao finally praised with great enthusiasm: "This is the taste!"

"The roasted lamb chops that the Queen Mother personally cooked five years ago are truly unforgettable. I have repeatedly sought out the chef to try to replicate the taste but to no avail."

"Today, I finally got what I wanted!"

After wiping the oil off his hands with a silk cloth, Ying Chengjiao raised his cup and invited them to drink: "I, your Majesty, would like to thank you again, Your Majesty, and the Queen Mother, for granting my impolite request!"

Ying Zheng drank the wine in the cup in silence.

Zhao Ji covered the cup with her sleeve and drank the wine in the cup. Then she opened her red lips and said, "Qiao'er, don't just focus on roasting lamb chops."

"I won't hide it from you, Qiao'er."

“Although I am good at roasting lamb, my best dishes are beef stew (fried meat with meat sauce and rice) and beef brisket stewed with radish.”

"Everyone can have a taste."

Ying Chengjiao responded quickly and picked up a piece of beef brisket stewed with radish with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

The meat bursts with juice when it enters between teeth!
The extremely fresh beef seems to be still jumping in your mouth. The tender and soft fibers provide a satisfying taste without being too hard on your teeth. The unique aroma of beef lingers between your lips and teeth for a long time!

Ying Chengjiao's praise of Zhao Ji's grilled lamb chops was just an excuse to come for dinner.

But this dish of beef stewed with radish really made Ying Chengjiao's eyes light up.

It is no exaggeration to say that the last time Ying Chengjiao had such delicious beef stewed with radish was in his previous life!
He picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of beef sauce into his mouth.

Feeling the fresh and soy aroma that was about to burst out of his nose, Ying Chengjiao narrowed his eyes in satisfaction and praised from the bottom of his heart: "Wow! It smells so good!"

Even if there is no other purpose, just for these two dishes, it is worth it for Ying Chengjiao to run more than a hundred kilometers!
Seeing that her cooking skills were recognized by Ying Chengjiao, Zhao Ji's smile became even brighter:
"Qiao'er likes sheep, but Zheng'er likes cows."

"That's why I have been thinking about how to cook beef in the past few years."

"After many attempts and searching for famous chefs, I learned that the delicious taste can only be achieved by carefully stewing the meat of two-year-old calves with nine kinds of spices."

"Since Jiao'er likes me, please come to the palace more often to visit me in the future."

"I will cook it for Jiao'er again."

After a pause, Zhao Ji gave Ying Chengjiao a look that said, "You don't need to look for Zheng'er to accompany you. Jiao'er will come all by himself!"

Ying Chengjiao suddenly felt that the beef in his mouth was no longer fragrant!
Ying Zheng, who had been patient since entering the hall, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Snapped!"

Ying Zheng slammed his chopsticks on the table and shouted in a deep voice: "Queen Dowager, please be polite and observe virtue!"

"A two-year-old ox has not yet grown up and has never plowed the fields. Even in offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, such a young ox would not be used lightly."

"The Queen Mother took the meat and ate it? It's against the law! It's against etiquette! It's a great harm to the country!"

"The Queen Mother should be extremely ashamed. How can she be so proud of this?!"

"and!"

Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Ji, his eyes full of disappointment and self-mockery as he said, "I don't eat beef!"

(End of this chapter)