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

Chapter 998
Puzzled in his heart, Yang Wenxiao didn't say anything, and accompanied Yao Xian to say some homely things. When the banquet was over, he stopped Yang Hao and said that he would give him some vegetables and let him go to Da'an Palace.

After Yao Xian heard this, the villain in her heart almost went crazy.

Yang Wenxiao and Yang Hao have obviously fallen into Qiao Maizi's trap, but now Yang Wenxiao wants to give Yang Hao some vegetables!
Who cares to bring back a little green vegetables from thousands of miles away!
How to do? !

Yang Hao will be the emperor in the future, he must not be destroyed!
But this matter is related to Yang Wenxiao, the Supreme Emperor, she can't say anything, what should I do? !

Yao Xian was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, while Yang Wenxiao sat on the sled with Yang Hao and walked back to Daming Palace leisurely.

When he arrived at Daming Palace, he really took out the agricultural products brought back from the manor and let Yang Hao pick them at will, "I'm used to Qiao Mai's craftsmanship, so the craftsmanship in the imperial dining room in this palace might not suit your taste."

Yang Hao smiled slightly when he heard the words, "Yes, after eating those meals these days, I always feel like something is missing."

The two chickens and two baskets of eggs he brought back, no one likes to eat them except him, so he slowly eats one steamed egg a day. For other meals, although they don't taste right, he should still eat them.

He is not a person who attaches great importance to appetite, as long as he can fill his stomach.

But now that Yang Wenxiao has brought back something that suits his taste, he is quite happy in his heart.

"Oh? Tell me, what do you eat on weekdays." Yang Wenxiao asked with a smile, "Is it because you are tired of delicacies from mountains and seas?"

"All I eat are those from previous winters... Maybe it's not because I'm tired of eating?" Yang Hao frowned subconsciously when he heard the words, and he remembered the huge difference in taste between himself and his family.

"I think you're just tired of eating, so you can take more of these." Yang Wenxiao pointed to the things he brought back. Almost all the vegetables, tofu and vermicelli were given to Yang Hao, "I'm tired of eating delicacies, eat more farm dishes , for a change."

"How can I take all the things you brought back?" Yang Hao waved his hand.

"This was originally prepared for you. I'm still short of these few mouthfuls? Take it all." Yang Wenxiao's attitude was firm.

Seeing this, Yang Hao could only accept it.

After thanking him, he took a lot of things back to the East Palace.

He was very happy in his heart, but when he thought of the tastes of Yang Zheng and Feng Huihui, his joy disappeared again. It was a pity that good things were not understood by his relatives.

When Yang Hao left the Da'an Palace, Yang Wenxiao immediately ordered Gao Lian, "Check to see if there are any new additions to the imperial dining room recently, and whether the ingredients have changed."

Taste, this is a magical thing, it cannot be the same for everyone, he understands this.

But Qiao Xiaomai's craftsmanship is extraordinary. The things she makes have a faint fragrance, which is very similar to the bowl of rice Liuli gave. Normally, this taste will definitely not be disgusted by people.

Moreover, anyone who has tasted Qiao Mai's craftsmanship did not say it was bad. Even the few companies that followed Yang Wang and said that the sweet potatoes made by her family were not clean, they just disliked Zhuang Lvhe's reputation, but did not deny Qiao. The craft of wheat.

Only Yao Xian, who blatantly dislikes Qiao Maimai's craftsmanship, even praises the average-tasting food to the point of astonishment.

Moreover, Emperor Yong'an and Yang Zheng Feng Huihui seemed to have the same taste as hers.

This is strange.

Have to check.

(End of this chapter)