Food rights and wine beauty: turn a god to farm

Chapter 220

The fifth prince didn't mind Wei Sichen's indifference, he just smiled and talked to Eunuch Li, asked about his father's recent situation, and then brushed shoulders and left.

After walking far away, the fifth prince raised his hand to signal the servant who was pushing the cart to stop, and turned his head to look in the direction where no one could be seen, with complicated eyes.

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, God is fair, who would have thought of the desolation and embarrassment of the people who were so prosperous back then, and who would have thought of the current glory of the other party for those who were so desolate back then.

Recalling his mother's analysis of the current situation of Wei Sichen and his wife, he unconsciously pursed his lips, and finally had to let out a heavy breath.

When Wei Sichen arrived at Xuantian Palace, he was unsurprisingly told by the monarch about today's events.

Of course, the tone and words of the other party can't be the same as they treated the Ninth Prince, just saying a few words.

The most important purpose of the monarch is his own body.

What happened today, he realized that this son is getting more and more out of control, and instead of thinking about relying on him in the future, he might as well rely on himself.

So after some psychological adjustments, he decided to confront the other party about this matter.

After hearing this, Wei Sichen just raised his eyebrows, looked at the embarrassed and hopeful monarch with a half-smile, and didn't reply for a long time.

The hall suddenly fell into a dead silence, the monarch's expression became more and more rigid, and his heart became more and more heavy.

After a long while, he said, "No way?"

Wei Sichen still didn't answer, but shook his head.

But in fact, this matter is not impossible to solve. The spiritual fruit in the Tranquility Space can be refined to produce food comparable to Xisui Pill, and after a period of conditioning, there is an [-]% possibility of recovery.

But he doesn't want to.

"Then, can An Ning have a solution? The kind of porridge she cooked back then, and where is the doctor who taught her porridge?"

In fact, his goal from the beginning was tranquility. After all, immortal cultivators are not gods, and no matter how talented his son is, he is only a few years old now, and he has never left the Mortal Continent. Where can he get the medicine for healing.

He wondered if An Ning's medicine back then could help the queen mother recover her body, whether it would be useful for him, or if it didn't work, then the doctor who detoxified her and restored her body's vitality must have a way.

It's a pity that he didn't get any hope from his son.

Wei Sichen was silent from beginning to end, just shaking his head.

The monarch's face became more and more ugly.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and asked again unwillingly, "Is there really no way? Maybe you can let An Ning try, or tell me about the doctor, and I will send someone to look for it."

"I'm afraid you won't be able to find him. That person is not an ordinary person. It was an accident to meet him back then. Ning Ning's poison can be cured because he took his detoxification pill, and the porridge is actually just nourishing Qi. The effect is very fast in a short period of time. But it won't last long, Ningning doesn't know about it."

Wei Sichen lifted his thin lips and lied casually.

The monarch couldn't tell whether it was the truth or a lie, but gradually a gray look appeared on his face.

"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave." Wei Sichen didn't bother to spend any time with him, so he cupped his hands and turned to leave.

"Wait." The monarch quickly called him to stop, and looked at him with frowned eyes, "You really didn't lie to me?"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Wei Sichen shrugged, and left without looking back, without seeing how ugly the monarch's face was.

It's just that when he stepped out of the threshold, he suddenly added another sentence, "Instead of thinking about how to have a son, it's better to learn how to teach a good son."

When the guards at the door suddenly heard such a sentence, they all showed panic, fearing that if they accidentally heard something they shouldn't have heard.

And as King Rongtai left, there was a loud noise from the inner hall, which made the people outside look ashamed.

Leaving aside how angry the monarch was because of his words, Rongtai Palace unexpectedly welcomed a visitor.

Of course, this is not the first person to visit, but the first visitor to successfully enter Rongtai Palace.

"I've heard about the great name for a long time, and it's the first time we've met. Please don't take offense at Mr. Lin's negligence." In the hall, An Ning sat at the head with a smile, holding a teacup as a signal.

In the seat on the left below, sat an old man in his 60s, with a boy and a boy standing behind him.

The girl seemed a little dissatisfied with An Ning's disrespect for her elders, she glanced sideways at her and then stopped looking at her, but turned her head to look around casually.

The young man was obviously very curious about An Ning, and looked at her from time to time, but he was afraid of being discovered, and his ears turned red.

An Ning pretended not to notice, just smiled at the old man.

The old man has white hair and a childlike face. Probably due to some needs, he has no beard on his face and looks younger. He is wearing a simple white double-breasted long gown with pipa buttons, embroidered with silver satin patterns, which shows a bit of simplicity and casualness.

The old man didn't mind the ranking, instead he subconsciously sniffed while holding the teacup, then raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that the old man is right."

"Oh? Speaking of which, I haven't asked Mr. Lin why he visited late at night?"

Elder Lin didn't beat around the bush, and said with a smile, "I'm bothering you late at night because of two things."

"All ears." An Ning smiled, motioning for him to continue.

"The first thing, the princess must also know about the Chefs Guild's five-year promotion competition, and I want to invite the princess to participate this time."

When An Ning heard the words, she just raised her eyebrows and opened her mouth to refuse.

But Mr. Lin said, "I want to invite the princess to be the judge of this promotion competition."

An Ning was really surprised this time, and looked at Elder Lin in astonishment, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

Elder Lin just smiled.

And the girl behind him snorted silently, seemed a little disdainful and unwilling, moved her mouth, and didn't know what to say.

The boy next to her gently tugged on her sleeve.

An Ning quickly realized, and looked at Elder Lin suspiciously, "Is this what Elder Lin meant personally, or..."

"It's what the old man wants at the moment, but I believe the princess should have a way to convince the public."

An Ning raised her eyebrows, lighted the tea lid casually with her hand, her face regained her composure, and said with a smile, "Participation must be voluntary."

Mr. Lin understood what she meant, and was not annoyed. He still smiled kindly, "Although the Food and Wine Cave has attracted a lot of attention, if the Chefs Guild can be convinced, it will save a lot of trouble."

An Ning gave a hand.

I have to say that what the other party said made a lot of sense.

Because she originally had this idea in mind.

Otherwise, they wouldn't suddenly adopt such a high-profile method. In fact, they wanted to use the chef's guild to make a name for themselves, and let Jiushidongtian gain a firm foothold in the imperial capital in the shortest possible time.

As for how to stand firm, in addition to having a certain influence and background, you also need to have convincing things, such as products.

She is very confident in the products of Jiushidongtian, but sometimes the power of xenophobia should not be underestimated. Repelled under the influence.

Although it is not something that cannot be solved, it is still a trouble. If you can do it, you can do it. That's why you take such high-profile and direct measures.

(End of this chapter)