Yipin Farmer's Wife

Chapter 400 Qian Ze, do you really want to be a father? (4)
When a bowl of noodles was placed in front of the Empress Dowager, just smelling the aroma, the old man couldn't help swallowing, and realized that she was a little out of control, she looked coldly at Han Chulan who walked in , asked coldly: "This is the noodles you cooked. It looks ordinary. The noodles cooked by Aijia's royal chefs also look like this. Aijia's ingredients seem to be the same."

"Noodles are all the same, but they have thousands of flavors, depending on the person who cooks the noodles. The Empress Dowager should try it first." Han Chulan likes to speak with facts, and doesn't want to be too bragging.

The Empress Dowager gracefully picked up the silver chopsticks, and then gracefully picked up the soup ladle, with the ladle in one hand and the chopsticks in the other. With an attitude of trying, she lightly ate the noodles and the soup.

The soup, she drank it, it was still very ordinary bone soup, but she drank the deliciousness in the soup again, it was much better than simply drinking bone soup.As for the noodles, they were still whole after being cooked, not even a single piece was broken, and they were not only slippery when they entered the mouth, but also had an aroma.She took a bite, nodded and praised: "Not bad, it's delicious." Then she took another bite and praised: "It's better than the one cooked by the royal chef of Ai's family. This soup is also delicious, obviously it is ordinary Soup base, but it tastes delicious."

While speaking, the Empress Dowager had already taken her third bite.

When she took the fourth mouthful, she realized that she had already eaten three mouthfuls, which meant that she could no longer play Han Chulan's [-]th board, and suddenly felt a little depressed, annoyed that she was like someone who had never eaten noodles in the third generation. Like a human being, she ate mouthful after mouthful of such rough food.The Empress Dowager wanted to stop, but then she thought, since she couldn't eat Han Chulan's [-] big noodles anymore, she might as well finish this bowl of noodles.

Thinking of this, the Empress Dowager unceremoniously ate up the whole bowl of noodles, and there was not even a drop of soup left.

She also believed the rumors that Han Chulan's cooking skills were really good.As Han Chulan said, people who are good at cooking can cook noodles better than others.

Han Chulan won the Empress Dowager again, but the Empress Dowager didn't resort to any tricks this time, and ordered someone to immediately create a plaque for Han Chulan with "the best face in the world", engraved with the words bestowed by the Empress Dowager The words, Cisheng is the title of the Empress Dowager.

Han Chulan, who was originally punished in the palace, not only defeated the mistress and was not punished by the empress dowager, but also made the empress dowager half dead, and even won the "No. [-] in the world" gift from the empress dowager with a bowl of noodles. One side" plaque is a rewarding experience.

After leaving the Ciqing Palace, Concubine Zhou and Xingyue were still waiting for her.

"Lan'er, are you okay?"

When Concubine Zhou saw Han Chulan coming out, she came up to meet her and asked with concern.

Han Chulan hugged Concubine Zhou very happily, and smiled: "Concubine Mother, Lan'er is going to get rich."

Concubine Zhou looked at her stupidly, and was not used to her kindness, but she did not hate her kindness.

"Let's talk at home."

Han Chulan smiled and pulled her mother-in-law away.

Concubine Zhou looked at Han Chulan and made sure that Han Chulan was clear-headed and not stupid, so she felt relieved, and Ren Han Chulan kindly pulled her away.

In a certain restaurant, in an elegant room upstairs, the man sitting by the window looked at the passers-by on the street through the window, lightly shaking his black sleeves, He said coldly: "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival."

The man opposite him hummed and replied, "Yes, it's the Lantern Festival."

"On the Lantern Festival that year, she went out to enjoy the lanterns. She enjoyed all the beauties of the lanterns, and I admired all the charms of her." The man in the black robe said in a low voice, his thick and cold eyebrows slowly followed the memory. Let it go soft.

The man opposite him was also caught in the memory, but kept silent and didn't answer, listening to the man in black muttering: "Lantern Festival, every year, she, but she is gone forever."

"Grandpa regrets?"

The black-robed man smiled wryly, "I can't have any regrets in doing things!"

The burden on his shoulders is too heavy, so heavy that he can't have any personal feelings, and everything can only be done according to the arrangement above.In those years, with her, there may have been too much pain and too many choices, but he still felt that those years were the happiest in his life.

He poured himself a glass of wine, and the man in black gulped it down in a gulp. The man opposite him was watching his drinking movements. He and Master were sent to the Star Dynasty together. The two people have different identities in the Star Dynasty, but in private, the two are grasshoppers on the same line.Having lived in the Great Star Dynasty for decades, if the missions hadn't come one after another, they would have thought that they were the citizens of the Great Star Dynasty.And the heart of the Lord, the pain of not being able to love the woman, and finally joining hands with others to kill the woman is the most painful thing in the life of the Lord, but in the face of major events, the Lord can only do that. I'm not sorry at all.

Regret, he suddenly smiled shyly, perhaps, those who participated in it back then, and those who knew about it, have regretted it.

But for their own profit, they can only sacrifice some people they can't get.

"Hao'er, like her!"

The man in black robe said again in a low voice.

"Xiying is probably going to be in his pocket. He has a natural leadership demeanor."

"She shouldn't have come, and Hao'er shouldn't have come to this world..." The wine glass in the black-robed man's hand was suddenly crushed by him. When he let go of his palm, the wine glass turned into powder. Hands, the powder was blown out of the window with the spring breeze pouring in.

"The Dali Congress sent troops."

"I know."

"When the war starts, it is his calamity. Whether he wins or loses, there is only one way for him: die!"

"She will definitely hate us..."

"Since you are hated, why care about her hating more..."

Dead silence.

No one spoke anymore, only a low murderous aura swirled between the two of them, which lasted for a long time.

The galloping horses, the white clothes flutter like snowflakes.

A carrier pigeon flew over suddenly, and the man on horseback waved in the air. The next moment, the carrier pigeon had landed in his hands. He rode the horse galloping with one hand, took off the small note on the carrier pigeon with one hand, and unfolded the small note. After Tiao glanced at it, a faint smile escaped his lips, and he let go of his hand, and the carrier pigeon returned to the sky, while he continued to gallop his horse with a chic and suave manner.

Han Chulan, you are so smart, teach me how not to love you!

Han Chulan returned to the mansion and told Concubine Zhou and Mrs. Li about cooking noodles for the Empress Dowager. When she heard that she asked the Empress Dowager for a plaque, Concubine Zhou asked, "Lan'er, what do you want?" What are the plaques for?"

"Open a noodle shop."

"Open a noodle shop?" Concubine Zhou's face changed slightly when she heard that. "Lan'er, this is not very good. Are you nervous about money? Mother concubine ordered you to add 50 taels to your regular money every month."

(End of this chapter)