It's hard to love a concubine

Chapter 303

In the evening, after approving paperwork for a long time in the imperial study, the emperor took time to take a breath. Wanfu brought lotus seed soup with rock sugar, and the emperor sat on the whole sandalwood desk and ate two mouthfuls. In the end, he frowned and said, "How is this done?"

Wan Fu was surprised, and asked, "Your Majesty, is the taste wrong?"

The emperor slammed the spoon on the desk and said, "Too much sugar has been added."

"Slave, let someone do it again." Wanfu said hastily.

The next day, the emperor felt that the dining room was a bit out of shape recently. Could it be that after the chef Meng left, there would be no leader?Can't even make a decent soup?
The emperor looked at the pork bone soup with red dates, wolfberries, and pork bones in the blue and white porcelain. The wolfberries had been soaked for a long time, and they foamed so much that they seemed to lose their red and bright colors. Red meat, waited to bite the bullet and took a sip, finally couldn't hold back, and said sharply, "Why does this soup have a meaty smell? Who made it?"

Seeing the emperor's fury, Wanfu also knelt down in fright, and said, "Your Majesty..."

"What's the use of keeping such people, let's drive them out." In fact, the so-called driving out is just a nice way of saying it, and what it actually means is to kill people with a stick.

Sweat was all over Wanfu's forehead, "Your Majesty, that man is sincere, take a few more sips to see."

"Presumptuous!" said the emperor in a cold voice. He had been angry recently, but Wanfu made such a lame mistake. His expression seemed to be hidden, a thought flashed through his mind, but in an instant, the thought grew wildly like summer grass caught in the rain, Wanfu has always done things safely, if he doesn’t know how to serve soup, it’s not good to drink Yes... That must mean that the soup is not meaningful. As for the man who said that the person is sincere, it is quite suggestive. He thought for a while and asked, "Is it the first time someone cooks? stew."

Wanfu nodded hurriedly, "Your Majesty, after all, you are sincere."

The emperor didn't want to admit it, but for some reason, he tried hard to suppress it, but he still felt that it didn't feel so uncomfortable. As for the soup that looked a bit outrageous at the beginning, it didn't seem so difficult to accept. He sat stiffly. After a while, I picked up the spoon and took a sip again. It was a bit fishy in the mouth. It must be that the pork bone was not cooked well, but the soup was thick and white, and the taste was sweet, which was a waste of my heart.

Wan Fu sneakily looked up at the emperor, and saw that he lowered his head and took a sip, but soon the emperor's face flashed annoyed, and suddenly he threw off his sleeves and stood up, saying, "Drain it."

Well, it seems that today is not going to work again, the first battle was lost, but His Majesty did not want to deal with people after all, is this a progressive thing?
The next day, the emperor saw a bowl of tea tree mushroom chicken soup on the desk again. As for the Wanfu brought over, he just wanted to find a hole to get in, so as to reduce the sense of presence.

The emperor sat down with a sullen face. The white radish was cut to the right size, and the tea tree mushrooms were floating on it. The soup was clear. It looked better than yesterday's, but what about the taste?
Seeing the emperor staring at the soup for a long time, Wan Fu risked being scolded, and said, "Your Majesty, let's try it, but it's been a long time."

The emperor said with a cold face, "Dump it!"

Wanfu took the soup down helplessly.

On the third day, the emperor saw the lotus root and red bean soup on the desk. The soup was ruddy, and the red beans inside were very plump. If you look carefully, you can see the lotus root that has sunk to the bottom and has been cut into pieces. The emperor said to Wanfu with a cold face , "Don't bring it over in the future, I don't want to drink it! Pour it out!"

(End of this chapter)