King Leng pursues his wife, but abandons his concubine

Chapter 336 What is Corn (1)
"Regarding this matter, it is actually the result of my concubine's lack of thoughtfulness. Yesterday, my concubine had already rested, so the little maid sent by you, aunt, just stood outside the room to explain her intentions and then left. At that time, the concubine was very sleepy, so she didn't stop her, and she didn't even think of calling Lanyu to get up to see her off. Aunt, I'm afraid you don't know, the Haitang residence where the concubine lives is originally It is located in the most remote and deserted part of the entire Prince Leng's Mansion, as for the 'ghost' that the little maid said, it must be because she saw some tree shadows or some wild cats on the way back and was frightened, that's why it happened like this!"

When An An said these words, they were clear and there was nothing questionable about them. It sounded very convincing.

"Auntie, that little maid is timid. An'er's speculation is not unreasonable."

Leng Yuechen said lightly, obviously helping An An.

"That's right, Mrs. Beitang, this night is an extraordinary hour, and you can't see your fingers. That little maid must be scared by her own random guess because of her timidity. It probably has nothing to do with Princess Leng. of."

An An cast her eyes on Murong Ziyan's face in surprise, but she didn't notice any strange expression.

It's even more strange in my heart.

It's really strange, this little bitch can actually speak for her. Could it be that the sun is coming out from the west today? !

"Okay, let's leave this matter as it is! Don't mention it again, everyone."

The old lady of Beitang waved her hand, indicating that enough is enough for this topic.

Afterwards, everyone had breakfast together. When the ancients had breakfast, they all looked very serious. The whole table was shrouded in a quiet atmosphere, and An An felt uncomfortable eating at all.

It's fine if there's no her favorite braised carp for breakfast, but what's wrong with this oppressive and quiet atmosphere? !
I really can't help but want to complain while sitting, okay? !

"Snapped!"

There was an abrupt sound, and several people on the wooden table looked straight at An An.

"Hehe!" An'an shyly pulled out a shallow smile, and said in an explanatory way: "Auntie, such a little thing seems to be too little for breakfast! How about it! My princess goes to the kitchen Go there and collect some more, so that everyone will not be full."

After all, regardless of everyone's reaction, An An walked out without looking back!
Lan Yu, who was following An An, saw that her princess had left, so she quickly followed, so she didn't see the increasingly dark complexion of Mrs. Beitang...

"Chen'er, look at..."

After a long while, the old lady of Beitang looked at Leng Yuechen with dissatisfaction, and slowly opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something.

Murong Ziyan on the side looked at all this gloatingly, now the old lady of Beitang must hate Princess Leng, right? !
In fact, she was still a little irritable at first, how can she please Mrs. Beitang, what can she do to make Mrs. Beitang hate Princess Leng? !
But now it seems that she doesn't have to do anything at all, and she can enjoy the benefits!Seeing a certain woman asking for trouble, she is happy to be at ease.

"Auntie, it's okay. An'er has such a temperament. What I like about her is her willful personality. Don't be so fussy about her."

Leng Yuechen stretched out a pair of chopsticks, picked up a pair of chopsticks food and placed it in front of the old lady of Beitang, her tone softened a little, and explained on behalf of An An.

"Is that right?"

The old lady of Beitang glanced at Leng Yuechen, as if she was a little dubious about what he just said.

"Yes."

Leng Yuechen nodded, then turned her deep eyes slightly, and looked at Murong Ziyan, who was still bowing her head, who was not seated, and then said: "Zi Yan, you sit down and have a meal together."

There was a sense of firmness in the tone, as if it had already been decided.

"But... my lord, Mrs. Beitang..."

Murong Ziyan raised her charming little face, her clear eyes looked at the old lady of Beitang with a slightly dark face at the moment, she seemed to have some scruples...

"Don't look at me, since Chen'er said so, then you can sit down and have a meal together! After all, no matter what, this is in Chen'er's mansion, and Chen'er is the master of the entire Leng Palace .”

The old lady of Beitang picked up the chopsticks again, put the food that Leng Yuechen put in the dish in front of her just now into her mouth, chewed, then looked at Murong Ziyan and said.

"Zi Yan thank you, my lord, and thank you Mrs. Beitang."

Murong Ziyan slightly blessed Fu's slender body, and a charming smile instantly appeared on her delicate and charming face, as if she had received some great honor.

Inside the kitchen.

"Princess, do you really want to do it yourself?! Wouldn't this be a bit..." Self-deprecation?
Lan Yu didn't dare to continue to say the remaining four words, but she believed that even if she didn't say it, the princess would definitely understand what she meant.

"Lanyu, you have to know that no matter what position you are in, you must not lose your duty as a woman, or in other words, your own talents. Indeed, now I am Princess Leng, generally speaking , is the master who wants to be served by others. But if you blindly depend on others for everything, wouldn't you become a useless person?!"

"Princess, but..."

"No, but, cooking is also a very easy task, as long as you put your heart into it, you can do it well. Don't think it's just for the cook..."

Sapphire stood aside and nodded as if being taught, and seemed to agree with what An An said.

An An finally nodded with satisfaction, and by the way told the fireman who was squatting at the mouth of the kang: "Okay, you can start the fire, but don't make the fire too big at the beginning."

"Yes."

The servant who was in charge of lighting the fire received instructions from Princess Leng, finally lit the fire pocket and lit the firewood in the kang.

Because An An had just ordered that the fire should not be too big at the beginning, so the young man who started the fire only put in a few logs of firewood with experience, and did not dare to put in a lot as usual.

"Hey! Do you think Princess Leng's posture is to burn something herself?"

The original chef in the kitchen was driven to another corner by An An early on. Watching An An order the fireman to start the fire, the chef whispered suspiciously to the other cooks.

"Isn't it! Looking at this posture, it seems that what you are going to do is quite particular!"

At this moment, An'an has already rolled up her long sleeves, and using the special rice spoon in the kitchen, she dug up a large spoonful of rice, put it into the boiling hot water, and put it into the steaming cauldron. The rice that An An just put in sank in an instant, like modern popcorn, and exploded one by one...

This way of burning...

How come it seems that they have never seen it before? !

There was a big question mark above everyone's head, obviously they didn't understand An'an's way of burning.

Rice is a glutinous thing. During the firing process, the more complete the rice is, the sweeter the glutinous taste will be when it is finished. Princess Leng doesn't care about its integrity, so the things she made Can it be delicious? !
Especially the chef, the doubts about this are even more intense, and he can't help but guess that what Princess Leng is going to make now is just a whim for fun?In fact, it is not used as food? !
I'm afraid the answers to these questions will have to wait until Princess Leng has finished firing everything, right? !
Although the chef was very curious about this, just now Princess Leng said as soon as she came in, let them go away a little, so as not to get in the way.

It's safer for them to stay in this corner until Princess Leng doesn't ask to let them pass.

Everyone tacitly thought this way, but their eyes couldn't help but keep looking at the situation on Princess Leng's side...

An An put the last big spoonful of rice into the pot, covered it with a big lid, looked at the sky above the steaming pot, thinking about what kind of porridge to make? !

In fact, she personally prefers preserved egg and lean meat porridge!

But the point is, there seems to be no such thing as preserved eggs in this era...

Then you can only give up.

How about... just make eight-treasure lotus seed polenta!

"Hey! Come here!"

After thinking about it, An An turned around, turned to the other side of the kitchen, stood together silently watching the chef on her side beckoned, signaling the chef to hurry over.

Chef's eyes lit up, and he ran over in a twitchy manner. He was obviously a tall, tall man with a decent figure, but at this moment, driven by the strong curiosity in his heart, he ran faster than ordinary young guys!
Lan Yu couldn't help covering her mouth and secretly laughing, obviously amused by the chef's antics.

The chef who stood in front of An An was a little surprised, why the little maid behind Princess Leng looked at him and smiled, but he didn't take such small things to heart.

"I don't know what orders the princess called the little one to come over?"

The chef asked respectfully.

"Well, it's like this. My princess is going to make eight-treasure lotus seed polenta now, and the rice has already been put into the pot, so now the eight treasures, lotus seeds and corn are missing. Go and help me get these ingredients!"

"What, what? Wangfei, the 'eight treasures' you mentioned, what else is 'corn'?!"

After listening to An An's words, the chef suddenly felt his head grow a little bit. There are lotus seeds in the kitchen. As for the "eight treasures" and "corns", please forgive his short-sightedness. He has been a cook for so many years. It's like I've never heard of it...

(End of this chapter)