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

chapter 982

"But in the countryside, I don't pay much attention to it. I eat some home-cooked food every day. Except for radishes and cabbage, the rest of the vegetables are vegetables that she grows in a fire pit. The meat is the livestock raised at home, and the noodles are ground from the wheat grown at home. .”

"It's all homely, but the craftsmanship is very good. Not only the grandpa said it was good, but many people said it was good."

After Yang Hao finished speaking, before Yao Xian could speak, Yang Zheng spoke first, "But this chicken soup doesn't taste very good either."

"Well... but Daddy's food is quite good." Yang Hao looked at the people present, feeling a little uncertain, why the family's taste is so bad all of a sudden?
"Then Daddy will try the handicrafts of the Imperial Dining Room later. You were away from the palace for half a year, but now that you're back, I'll ask them to cook everything they're good at!" Yang Zheng said, blinking his big eyes.

"Okay." Yang Hao smiled lightly.

"Could it be that His Highness stayed in Shuifeng Mansion for too long and ate too much rough food, so..." Feng Huihui asked, but due to her status, she couldn't explain it too clearly.

But the meaning is expressed.

Yang Hao was in Shuifeng Mansion for disaster relief before, and he ate too many simple and simple meals that were fooled at random, so he felt that Qiao Maimai was good at cooking.

The taste of this chicken soup is not as good as the craftsmanship of the imperial dining room, but it is definitely better than that of the cooks in Shuifeng Mansion.

"I think it's like this. After eating too much porridge and side dishes, and suddenly tasted a similar one, I feel that it's a delicacy that can only be tasted by gods." Yao Xian's tone was firm.

"But Grandpa Huang also tasted the craftsmanship of the Imperial Dining Room, and he said that Qiao Maimai's craftsmanship is good." Yang Hao said puzzled.

He can explain it with this reason, but what about Yang Wenxiao?

Yang Wenxiao has been in the palace all the time.

When Yao Xian heard this, she couldn't help but refute in her heart, it was because Yang Wenxiao had been bewitched by Qiao Mai before!

She could only think about this in her heart, and she said with a smile on the bright side, "Your grandpa has lived for so many years, and he has never tasted anything. It is because of his knowledge that these differences are not very obvious. He looks all the same."

Yang Hao thought about it, and although he felt that the reason was far-fetched, it was not unreasonable.

Thinking of this, he smiled, "It's just a little bit of food, and we actually talked so much seriously, it seems that we were all really influenced by Ye'er, and we all became foodies."

"That's right." Yao Xian also laughed, but she was even more worried in her heart.

The one who was most bewitched was her Ye'er!
Fascinated by Qiao Maizi's craftsmanship, this is a manifestation of extreme poisoning!

what should I do now? !

After the meal, Yang Zheng pestered Yang Hao to play mahjong again, trying to win back some of the monthly money.

Yang Hao hadn't seen his son for many days, so he responded to his request right now without any hesitation.

So the family played mahjong again, and when the newly made chicken soup from the imperial dining room was served, it happened to be a supper.

The chicken soup was stewed in a casserole, and the color was also beautiful amber. The whole family filled a bowl, and the rest were full of praise. Yang Zheng even drank three bowls in one go.

Holding the bowl, Yang Hao looked at the happy expressions of the four people in front of him, and couldn't help feeling suspicious. Although the taste was good, it was not as good as Qiao Maimai's craftsmanship.

Not even the chicken soup just now.

But seeing the satisfied appearance of the family members, it seems that they are drinking fine nectar and jade liquid.

Although it is said that people's tastes will not be completely the same, but their family's tastes have always been similar, but why is there such a big difference now...

(End of this chapter)