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Chapter 67 Has She Forgot Something (Part [-])

She likes to eat steak the most. If there is fish soup, it will be even more delicious.

It smells so good, what is it?It tastes like fish soup.

Seeing Huang Zhenzhen protruding his nose and constantly sniffing, Yu Qingfan smiled while frying, "Your Majesty, the fire of fish soup is about to go out, should you add some more?"

"This pot is really fish soup? No wonder it's so fragrant. How long have you boiled it?"

"Soon, about two hours."

"So, when you were still in the hot spring, you were already burned?"

"Almost." It's just that he boiled it himself, and all the ingredients here are prepared in advance by him.

"Tsk tsk, you should have said it earlier. If I knew there was steak and fish soup, I would have come here." Huang Zhenzhen added a few firewood, and the smell almost burst out.

"How long will it take to cook? You've been up for four hours. I think it's enough."

"Boil it for a while, the soup tastes more delicious."

As Yu Qingfan said, he took a plate and picked up the fried steak, sprinkled all the sauces, and smiled warmly, "It's medium rare as you like, there is no black pepper sauce here, so I followed my imagination , adjusted some sauce, I don't know if it suits His Majesty's taste."

"Hehehe, it must be together, my stomach is singing empty plans."

Huang Zhenzhen grabbed the plate and sat down to eat with chopsticks, but found that Yu Qingfan had prepared all the knives and even put a cloth pad on the table.

The original hunger was instantly cooled.

"Yu Qingfan, have you traveled from modern times?"

"Hmm..." Yu Qingfan raised his eyebrows in puzzlement while helping her get the fish soup.

"If you didn't come here from modern times, how would you know how to fry steak? How would you know that it's medium rare? Also, what's the matter with the poached eggs, broccoli, and these knives in the steak?" This is clearly only available in modern times. .

"Your Majesty, it doesn't taste good when it's cold. This meat comes from the sixth to eighth pairs of ribs. There are only a few ribs in a bull's head. The meat is the most tender and delicious. The servant has marinated it with dozens of spices. Two days and two nights."

Huang Zhenzhen quickly picked up the knife and cut a bite and put it in his mouth.

The beef is smooth and tender as soon as you enter the mouth, the tendon is refreshing and delicious, and the seasoning on the beef is not known how to adjust the taste, which is hundreds of times better than modern steak.

"It's delicious. I didn't expect that your cooking skills are quite good. This meat is not enough. Can you fry more?"

"Your Majesty, eat slowly, and be careful not to choke. This is fish soup. I will help you cool it down."

"It's delicious. It's a pity that you don't want to be a chef. This fish soup is better than my mother's."

Yuqingfan smiled comfortably, rolled up his sleeves, and continued cooking.

Although the steak and fish soup were delicious, they were not enough for her.

Huang Zhenzhen didn't want to say enough, he licked the plate clean, and the delicious meaty smell came, Huang Zhenzhen took a closer look.

But she saw that Yu Qingfan had cooked a few more dishes, and these dishes were all her favorites.

"Braised pork in brown sauce, steamed mandarin fish, mutton with ginger, shredded pork with Beijing sauce, sweet and sour pork with pineapple, lamb chops with fried scallions, crab meat with shrimp balls, and beef with sauce, Xiaofanfan, these are my favorites, you too Bravo."

Not bad, knowing how to guess her hobbies, no wonder Yuanshen dotes on him so much.

Huang Zhenzhen almost suspected that he was dreaming, and wanted to eat it as soon as he reached out his hand.

Yu Qingfan patted her hand away, "Not clean."

"Slandering me to death, can I eat some first, I'm so hungry."

Yu Qingfan couldn't laugh or cry.

It was because she was afraid that she would be hungry, so she fried steak and fish soup to fill her stomach first.

"Fry a few more green vegetables. Your Majesty will bring the vegetables to the gazebo under the plum tree first. Let's eat and enjoy the plum trees there. Remember, no stealing is allowed."

"Okay." Even if she ate it secretly, he didn't know that there were so many dishes.

Yu Qingfan said with a smile, "The servants have counted how many pieces of meat there are in each dish. If your majesty eats it secretly, the servants will have to hide the plum blossom wine brewed by them."

Huang Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment.

How did he know what was in her heart?

"Because the minister is the roundworm in His Majesty's stomach."

"..."

Huang Zhenzhen's mouth twitched.

For the sake of his hard work, don't bother with him anymore.

"The green vegetables are not tasty, so you don't need to fry them any more. It's better to fry some more meat."

Hearing this, Yu Qingfan paused.

There are more than a dozen meat dishes, and fried meat?
Will her stomach hold it?

After frying the last vegetable, Yu Qingfan washed his hands, wiped it clean, and took the remaining two vegetables to the gazebo under the plum blossom forest.

Once there, he was almost dumbfounded.

The dozen or so dishes were almost swept away by her, and the bones were the most left on the table.

On the table, there is also a crumbling wine jar. The faint smell of plum blossom wine emanates from the jar, blending with the fragrance of plum blossoms in the garden.

And Huang Zhenzhen lay drunk on the table, holding the wine bottle tightly in her hand, her face was flushed, she hiccupped from time to time, and muttered, "Good wine, good meat, Xiao Fanfan's dishes are always so delicious. "

Hearing the latter sentence, Yu Qingfan felt a little melancholy, and looked sideways. A hole was dug in the fifth plum tree, and five altars of plum blossom wine were neatly buried inside.

Stepping lightly, Yu Qingfan put two plates of green vegetables on the table, took off his coat, and put it on her body.

Suddenly, his hand was tightly grasped, "Xiao Fanfan, you are so good at hiding wine, you hide under the fifth plum tree every time, without any creativity."

Yu Qingfan's body trembled suddenly, thinking she had remembered something, and when she looked closely again, she fell into a deep sleep again.

He sighed slightly, took the jar, poured himself a cup, raised his neck, and drank it all in one gulp.

The clear wine entered his throat, and his whole body warmed up, but his heart became colder and colder.

If he could, he wished that he could live a good life and be with her forever.

If possible, he wished that she could recover her memory and hold hands with him to retreat into seclusion.

One cup after another, Yu Qingfan didn't know how many cups he drank.

After a long time, he took out the white jade flute and blew it gently.

The sound of the flute sounded like weeping, whispering low, as if telling his past, but also revealing a touch of helplessness.

Huang Zhenzhen's mind was in a daze. Hearing the melodious flute sound, he couldn't help opening his hazy eyes.

From her angle, she couldn't see Yu Qingfan's face, only his straight figure.　
Sometimes the sound of the flute is soothing like a flowing spring, sometimes rushing like a waterfall, sometimes clear like pearls falling on a jade plate, and sometimes whispering like a whisper, guiding the resonance in the hearts of the people.

He seemed to be integrated with the flute, and all the emotions merged into the sound of the flute and poured out.

For some reason, listening to the sound of the flute, her eyes were moist, and her heart felt uncomfortable, as if... she lost something...

The breeze blows over Meilin, blows over the broken hair on his forehead, and dances in the space with the plum blossoms.That beautiful picture made her heart beat again.

And his face, which can't pick out a single flaw, is so beautiful that it doesn't look like an ordinary person.

Is he Yu Qingfan?

Why is his flute so sad?
Why is her heart hurting more and more, like tearing...

　Two more, two more, two more for collection, you are welcome to throw it here...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)