Invite the princess to enjoy the meal

Chapter 63 Thinking of a Good Idea, Treat You to Orange Juice

When An Qingxi saw that big basket, she couldn't help but twitched her eyes, so much, could they possibly finish it?

They wanted to bring some mung beans, but they said they would, so An Qingxi had no choice but to give up.

After eating the petals, it was very sweet, An Qingxi couldn't put it down, and unknowingly ate the whole thing.

Suddenly she thought of a good idea.

"Hawthorn, go to the kitchen to borrow a filter cloth."

Hawthorn quickly brought it back, and asked with a puzzled look, "Miss, what are you going to do?"

"I want to squeeze juice." Unfortunately, she injured her foot and could only lie on the bed, "but I can only let you do it."

Little Hawthorn was very happy to be able to help the lady, "Miss, please tell me!"

"Okay, you cut the orange into slices, then peel the skin with a knife, and then cut the pulp into small pieces."

The little hawthorn followed the method step by step. Although it was unskilled at the beginning, the skin and flesh were always peeled off, but once it was raw and cooked twice, it was clean and neat in the end.

"Put the pulp in a filter cloth and squeeze it, and the juice will come out."

Soon, the crystal yellow juice flowed down in streams and fell into the long cup.

Thick and sweet orange juice was born.

Holding the cup, An Qingxi first put it under her nose and sniffed it. The fragrance was so enticing that she couldn't help but take a sip.

Wow, it's so delicious, it's almost like squeezing out a juicer.

Seeing Little Hawthorn drinking non-stop sip after sip with an intoxicated face, she curled her lips into a smile.

I am not afraid of not being able to keep up with technology, but I am afraid of not using my brain. As long as you are willing to put your mind to it, there is always a way.

At this time, her conscience realized that she remembered the little bully who left today with guilt, "Shanzha, get a cup and send it to Your Highness."

"okay!"

Nalanyan, who had changed his clothes, was fidgeting in the main courtyard, and the image of a little fool crying with red eyes flashed in front of his eyes. He really wanted to see her, but he was afraid that she would get angry and drive him out.

Tangled to death!

And at this moment, Bai Ye brought a glass of water with a strange color.

"Grandpa, Miss Xiaoxi sent this. She said it was juice squeezed from oranges. Do you want to try it?"

The crystal-clear cup filled with orange-yellow crystal-clear juice, no matter how you look at it, it will whet your appetite.

"Her feet are like that, what other tricks can she do! Let the master appraise it."

That's what Nalanyan said, but he snatched the cup very quickly and took a big gulp of it impatiently.

It's delicious!

He raised his head and drank the whole cup with a "gulu gulu", wiped the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of satisfaction.

As soon as he stuffed the cup into Bai Ye's hand, he strode out the door.

"Go and see the little fool!"

Just now he was thinking about how to face the little fool, but now that she took the initiative to send someone to bring the juice, doesn't it mean that he is not angry with him.

So Nalanyan walked briskly into the Hezhu courtyard.

"Cough-cough-"

When An Qingxi heard the voice, she knew who it was without thinking, "Why is Your Highness here?"

Nalanyan was still on airs, walked up to her couch with her chin raised and her hands behind her back, "The juice you sent someone just now, I drank it and it's not bad, thank you for your hard work."

"This, I didn't do it. I'm only in charge of dictation. It's all made by Hawthorn. Look, she's still busy now."

An Qingxi pointed out the window.

Nalanyan looked over and saw the hawthorn being peeled and cut into pieces to squeeze out the juice, and servants, big and small, were squatting beside them, waiting for their next cup.

"So, that was not specially made for the Lord?" Nalanyan couldn't believe it.

"Of course not. There are so many oranges, and we can't finish them all. Why don't we juice them all?"

An Qingxi didn't notice that someone was pretending to be sentimental and broken, and felt that Hawthorn's divine power had finally found a use, which is really good, and he can develop more in the future.

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