The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 979 Infected
"I think Qiao Maimai's craftsmanship should be better." Yang Hao said.

"Really?" Yang Zheng opened his eyes wide, with disbelief on his face, "I have a chance to call this Qiao Xiaomai to the capital, and let her compete with the people in the Imperial Dining Room."

Hearing this, Yang Hao couldn't help laughing again, "When the two of them come to Beijing next spring to take the exam, we will compete."

He remembered Qiao Mai's previous two competitions at White Deer Academy, but one of them involved Yang Wang, so let's not mention Yang Wang as a disappointment at this time.

"Okay, okay, Dad, then tell Qiao Maimai to be careful, the food cooked by the people in the imperial dining room is really, really delicious!"

Yang Zheng emphasized the pronunciation of the word special.

Yang Hao couldn't help pinching his cheek again, with a doting face, "Don't worry, I will greet her."

Seeing this, Feng Huihui couldn't help but said, "I wasn't greedy at first, but after hearing what His Highness said, I wish I could taste Qiao Maimai's craftsmanship right away."

The things made by Qiao Maimai can be shipped to other places, only dried sweet potatoes.

However, Qiao Xiaomai sent the hot pot soup base a few times before. Even though the speed is fast, it is not just out of the pot. Compared with the craftsmanship of the imperial dining room, it is good, but it is not amazing.

Now that Yang Wenxiao lives in Bailu Town and is reluctant to come back, Yang Hao also said yes repeatedly, Feng Huihui only feels that the glutton in his stomach has been hooked out at this moment.

Emperor Yong'an and Yao Xian also felt the same way, Yao Xian sighed, "I really want to bring someone here right now."

Yang Hao couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "Mother, have you been infected by the foodies in the family?"

"Yeah, it's infected, and I've started to increase my appetite these days." Yao Xian nodded, "Ask your father, his appetite has increased recently compared to before."

Hearing this, Emperor Yong'an coughed a few times uncomfortably, "After living for most of my life, I suddenly feel that if this meal is cooked well, it tastes really good."

Yang Hao couldn't help being surprised, his father also cared about food now?
My family, young and old, have become foodies?
He shook his head slightly. Although he was surprised, it wasn't a big deal. He didn't care about his appetite at first, but after going to Qiaomai's manor, he also felt like a new window had been opened. The food world is still very beautiful of.

Thinking of this, he said with a smile, "That's right, the function of food being grown and presented on the dining table should not only be to satisfy the stomach, but also to make people feel happy after tasting it."

"I have to write a letter to tell Ye'er about this, from now on our whole family will be like him."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present laughed.

In the past, they still didn't understand Yang Ye's preference for food, but now they understand, this food is cooked well, it is indeed a new world.

The family chatted a few words about this matter, and then Yang Hao asked about the cards and the sled.

Emperor Yong'an said, "It is estimated that Jiweiju will not take out the cards until the craze for stacking gold nuggets passes. This card will definitely not make much money."

Playing cards, which are made of paper, even if they are printed with the label of Jiweiju, it is impossible to sell them at a sky-high price.

But it can be sold with small profits. There are examples of mahjong here. Those noble people are embarrassed to use fake products.

"As for the sled, I'm afraid we won't see it until the next snowfall."

If it doesn't snow, even if this sled is put on display, everyone will not buy it, it depends on the effect.

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