Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 734
Yan Dashuang was well-educated, and after covering the lunch box, she stood on one side.

"Yanhen, can I eat like this?" The eleventh prince felt very strange.

Pour water and eat it?The eleventh prince found it incredible no matter how he thought about it.

"Wait for a while." This time, Yan Xiaoshuang answered him.

As soon as the words fell, a gust of heat rose slowly with the lunch box.

A mist slowly rose around the lunch box, and even some small drops of water came out along the edge of the lunch box.

The Ninth Prince stopped holding the vegetables, and looked over with surprise: "Yan Chu, how did you do this? Why does this lunch box still make noise."

At this moment, like a curious baby, he wants to get close to the lunch box to have a look.

Yan Dashuang hurriedly stopped him: "Don't get too close, it will hurt your eyes."

Looking at the Ninth Prince's appearance, he knew that he must have taken this lunch box as a research object.

Yan Dashuang didn't want the rice he cooked so hard to be eaten by the other party.

When the Ninth Prince heard this, he stopped his feet and only stretched his body to look out, looking curious.

The Eleventh Prince was not as close as the Ninth Prince, but stood aside to watch Yan Xiaoshuang operate.

After waiting for a while, I felt a little hungry, so I asked the maid to open the food box to eat.

"Yanhen, it will take some time for your highness to see this lunch box, why not come over and fill your stomach first." The eleventh prince invited.

Yan Xiaoshuang glanced at the lunch box opened by the Eleventh Prince, revealing a hint of distaste: "No, my mother told me not to eat things from strangers."

"How can I be considered a stranger!" The eleventh prince was in a hurry, and said honestly, "Aren't we at the same table?"

At this moment, Yan Xiaoshuang heard a beeping sound, turned around and said, "No need, I'm already ready."

The eleventh prince was stunned for a moment, Yan Xiaoshuang had already opened the food box.

A strong rice smell swept over.

He took a closer look, good guy.

What a delicacy this is.

The food box is very large and divided into several layers.

Yan Xiaoshuang took down the first layer, which contained white and tender rice.

The second layer is a plate of braised pork with preserved vegetables, with meat in the fat. The thickness is just right, and the smell makes the mouth water.

Yan Xiaoshuang took down the third floor, and there were braised chicken wings neatly arranged inside. The bright color made it look delicious, and the eleventh prince couldn't help but swallowed.

The fourth layer is three shreds of bamboo shoots, slightly mixed with shredded pork.

There are not many dishes in these dishes.

Yun Yiyi was estimating Zai Zai's stomach, fearing that they would eat too much and it would be difficult for them to digest. Although there were many dishes, the portion was not much, just enough for one person.

As soon as Yan Dashuang opened it, he was attracted by the chicken wings, and his stomach, which was already extremely hungry, immediately made noises in protest.

Yan Dashuang also ignored etiquette, and reached out to grab the chicken wings.

The Ninth Prince was eating happily, but when he saw Yan Dashuang eating the chicken wings, he suddenly felt ill.

Looking at the food in the bowl, it suddenly tasted bad.

"Hey! Yan Chu, my Highness will give you this plate of elbows in exchange for chicken wings." The Ninth Prince pushed the dish in front of Yan Dashuang.

Yan Dashuang was eating on his head, so he didn't pay attention to what he said.

It took a while before he realized that he was gnawing on the chicken bone with a dazed expression: "You said chicken wings, I've already finished eating."

The Ninth Prince was so angry that he almost dropped the plate: "You, you are doing well."

Yan Dashuang pouted: "Of course I'm fine, forget it, I'll give you this pudding, I can't finish it, it's really cheap for you."

As he spoke, he took out a box of pudding from another food box.

The Ninth Prince's eyes lit up immediately, he had never seen such a small snack in the palace.

At this moment, he didn't feel angry with Yan Dashuang any more, and quickly held her back.

"This is pudding." The Ninth Prince picked up a spoon and scooped up a small piece. There was very little pudding. He ate very slowly, fearing that he would eat it all in one bite.

Yan Dashuang smiled triumphantly: "Of course, my mother made this by herself. How about it? It's delicious!"

"Your mother is so kind, my Highness's mother and concubine would not do this." The Ninth Prince said enviously, although Concubine De would occasionally make him something to eat, but she would not know how to make small desserts like this of.

What Yan Dashuang likes most is when others praise his mother, which makes him happier than complimenting him, and his face turns red with excitement.

"Let me tell you, my mother often makes some delicious food for me and my younger siblings, all of which you have never eaten before." Speaking of the food that Yun Yiyi has cooked, as a foodie, Yan Dashuang is very familiar with it.

Pointing fingers to the nine princes one by one said: "Do you know that restaurant in the capital?"

"I know, the prince's elder brother goes there often, and every time he comes back, he tells me that there are a lot of delicious food, but it's a pity that His Highness never went to see it." The ninth prince gets angry when he thinks of this, and the prince knows it every time, but he doesn't like it. Bring him something to eat.

"Then you have seen it now." Yan Dashuang frowned, not without pride, "The restaurant is opened by my mother."

The Ninth Prince had just swallowed the pudding, and when he heard this, he was so shocked that he almost choked on himself.

Yan Dashuang quickly patted him on the back, finally coaxing away the embarrassment.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course, did I lie to you about that?"

The Ninth Prince said sourly: "Then you are really lucky to have such a good mother."

Unlike his mother and concubine, she knows to let him study every day.

If only there was a mother like Yan Dashuang, he could eat every day.

I didn't see what's so good about Yan Dashuang, why is he so good at endorsing books, and there is a mother who cooks for him.

I really envy others!

Yan Dashuang suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"Yanhen, is what your brother said true?" On the side, the eleventh prince asked cautiously, his eyes firmly glued to Yan Xiaoshuang's food box.

Yan Xiaoshuang curled her lips speechlessly: "Of course this kind of thing is true."

There was also a kind of envy in the eyes of the eleventh prince.

Yan Xiaoshuang glanced at the other party's food box slightly, the food inside looked very plain, he frowned slightly, picked a piece of chicken wing and put it in the other party's bowl.

The eleventh prince was silently lowering his head to eat the rice. Looking at the chicken wings that suddenly appeared in the bowl, he was immediately flattered: "Yanhen, you are so kind."

Yan Xiaoshuang nodded unnaturally, but did not speak.

He never liked to do this kind of thing, and this time he felt sorry for the prince. If the other party hadn't worried about him several times, he wouldn't bother to talk to him.

The eleventh prince gnawed on the chicken wings slowly, not knowing how Yun Yiyi did it. It was not an ordinary taste. Only then did the eleventh prince taste a faint sweetness in the chicken wings. The taste was indescribably good.

He couldn't help but raised his head and asked, "Yanhen, what did your mother use to make the chicken wings? Why are they so delicious?"

Yan Xiaoshuang stopped her chopsticks and thought for a while: "Listen to her, it seems to be called Coca-Cola Chicken Wings."

"Coke chicken wings." The eleventh prince repeated in a low voice, secretly remembering the name of the dish in his heart.

The Ninth Prince on the opposite side heard them discussing about chicken wings, looked over, and saw the Eleventh Prince eating chicken wings in his hand.

He looked at Yan Dashuang with some grievances: "Yan Chu, His Highness also wants to eat chicken wings."

Yan Dashuang was helpless: "I'm done eating."

After a pause, he said again: "Didn't I give you pudding?"

The Ninth Prince pouted: "Can pudding be the same as chicken wings?"

"Don't look at me, I've eaten everything." Yan Da spread out his hands, and showed the Ninth Prince the food box.

The Ninth Prince looked at Yan Xiaoshuang again, hoping that he would show mercy and give him a chicken wing.

"Yanhen, can you give me a chicken wing?" At this time, he was as obedient as a fluffy puppy.

Yan Xiaoshuang is not like Yan Dashuang, who is extremely gentle every time he eats. Compared with Yan Dashuang, Yan Xiaoshuang still has half of the meals left untouched.

Yan Xiao didn't even raise her head: "No, I'm hungry."

He didn't have enough for himself, why would he give it to the unfamiliar Ninth Prince?
The Ninth Prince was shut out, and was in a bad mood.

Turning his eyes casually, he suddenly saw that the twelve princesses were looking at him, and they were looking at the chicken wings on Yan Xiaoshuang's plate.

The Ninth Prince said angrily: "Little Twelve, what are you looking at? Maybe Yan Hen will be eaten by you?"

The twelfth princess was very thin, and when she heard the Ninth Prince calling her, she trembled like a frightened bird, she pursed her lips: "Ninth Brother, can't you?"

"Of course not! How can you eat something that His Highness has never eaten?" The Ninth Prince said disdainfully.

Yan Xiaoshuang couldn't help raising her eyes, and her eyes happened to meet the poor Twelve Princesses.

The food box next to the twelve princesses looks more essential than the eleventh prince, not like a royal princess.

Yan Xiaoshuang frowned, looked at the twelve princesses: "Want to eat chicken wings?"

The Twelfth Princess pursed her lips slightly, first nodded excitedly, then glanced at the Ninth Prince, then shook her head in frustration.

"Do you want it or not?" Yan Xiaoshuang lost his patience.

After hesitating for a while, Princess Twelve hurriedly said, "Yes."

That chicken wing looks delicious, she really wants to eat it.

Yan Xiaoshuang lowered her eyes and picked out the only chicken wing left in the food box for her.

"Thank you, brother Yanhen." The twelve princesses shouted sweetly.

Yan Xiaoshuang's body trembled, and she looked away in discomfort.

He glanced blankly, then withdrew his gaze and continued to eat the food in the bowl.

"Yanhen, you boy, you actually gave it to Xiao Twelve and not me!" The Ninth Prince looked annoyed.

"I'm happy." Yan Xiaoshuang glanced at him coldly.

He can give the chicken wings to whoever he wants, but he won't give it to the Ninth Prince if he doesn't like it.

The Ninth Prince was at a loss for words for a moment, looked at Princess Twelve and coaxed, "Little Twelve, this chicken wing will be indigestible after eating, you should give it to me."

"No, brother Yanhen gave it to me." The twelve princesses looked at Yan Xiaoshuang's cold gaze, unwavering.

"Cut." The Ninth Prince snorted coldly, "If you don't give it, you won't give it! You're so stingy!"

The twelve princesses stuck out their tongues, lowered their heads and ate the chicken wings carefully.

Although the father has tried his best to improve their situation, her mother and concubine are not favored concubines, and there are always things that eunuchs and maids can't take care of.

This was the first time she had eaten hot chicken wings in the Imperial College.

Yan Hen is really a good person.

(End of this chapter)