The trump card against the heavenly concubine

Chapter 211 [What is false entrustment with a snake? ] 10
Nansheng Moyu stretched out her hand and pinched her nose, and said like a doting big brother, "What should I not? Now that I've wiped out one, I'll go hunt one more later. I'm hungry." You should eat it, and I will starve you to death after a while, and I can't afford it. Why don't you believe in my craftsmanship, let me tell you that my craftsmanship is outstanding."

"I don't want to believe in your craftsmanship, I'm just afraid to trouble you."

"Look at you, you're being polite. I'm your brother, so I should take care of you. If you starve to death, then I should blame myself again." Nansheng Moyu said, starting from the time she had just hunted. I chose three pheasants that died before I started plucking.

Huang Yuezhen looked at Nansheng Moyu's movements, but she was proficient. She didn't expect that the eldest son of the Nanzheng Palace not only went to the hall, but also went to the kitchen?

"Yuezhen, if you really feel sorry, you can help me later." Nansheng Moyu moved very quickly, and soon plucked half of a chicken.

Huang Yuezhen nodded lightly and said yes, now that Nansheng Moyu has done this, the chicken feathers have been pulled out, and Nansheng Moyu really thinks she looks down on her if she evades.

After a while, the two began to pile up firewood and roast the pheasant that had been plucked and washed by the river.

Nansheng Moyu also took out a lot of seasonings from her ring, which was obvious to him, these things seemed a little normal.

"Yuezhen, do you smell the aroma?" Nansheng Moyu looked at the golden roasted chicken and said to Huang Yuezhen.

There was a bit of a smile in Huang Yuezhen's eyes, "I didn't expect Prince Moyu to do these things very quickly. I think this roast chicken should taste good."

Huang Yuezhen wanted to tell her to cook several times, but seeing Nansheng Moyu's insistence on letting him be alone, Huang Yuezhen had to let him.

"It's not good, it's very good. Yuezhen, you must be wondering why I, as the eldest son of Nanzheng Palace, still do these things." Nansheng Moyu turned the roast chicken over and said.

"Why is that?" Huang Yuezhen asked.

Nansheng Moyu thought that Huang Yuezhen was particularly interested, and said, "These are actually what I learned when my father and I lived in the frontier."

"I went to the frontier to live for a while, and I didn't learn anything, but I learned the skills of roasting chicken, duck, rabbit, and game. Unlike the prince, who uses his troops in the battlefield, but he is a first-class expert. Even those No old general can compare to him."

"Food is the most important thing for the people. If you don't eat enough, you may not have the strength to fight. I think Moyu Prince is amazing." Huang Yuezhen said with a smile, presumably Nansheng Guyao doesn't know these things at all.

Nansheng Moyu felt a little happy when she heard what Huang Yuezhen said, "Yuezhen, come on, be careful and burn it carefully. Make sure it's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside."

Huang Yuezhen took Nansheng Moyu and handed over the roast chicken. Nansheng Moyu left one for Shangguan Wan'er, and she picked up one of them and ate it.

Sure enough, as Nan Sheng Moyu said, the outside is crispy and the inside is tender, and the taste is particularly delicious. Does Nan Sheng Moyu really boast about this ability?

While the two were eating, Nansheng Moyu told Huang Yuezhen something. He first learned this interesting story about roasted game for Huang Yuezhen. The first time he roasted game, he threw the whole thing into the fire , Even the hair and internal organs have not been removed.

Later, he baked it again and again, and only then did he have the experience he has now.

(End of this chapter)