The Queen of Salted Fish is an Inventor

Chapter 285 There is something good to share

At this time, Yan Ruoli had already entered the kitchen, impatiently took out some of the remaining potatoes, carefully removed the granulation and put them away, then soaked the remaining potatoes and cut them into strips, wrapped them in flour and put them in a basin for later use .

The golden oil was already eight minutes hot, Yan Ruoli threw the flour-coated potatoes into the oil pan, and there was a sizzling sound instantly, it was so noisy in this quiet kitchen.

Manzhen squatted by the stove, her small face was black and white, looking a little funny.

"Niang Niang, shouldn't you go see the Second Young Master at this time? Why do you still have the time to cook here?"

It's not long-term.

I still don't care!
Still not thinking about it?
Yan Ruoli was holding chopsticks in one hand and a strainer in the other, fried golden potato chips were in her eyes, her mouth was full of saliva, there was no time for Guan Man to complain.

"It's almost there, let the fire be a little bit smaller."

The old lady must eat enough today, and get back all the debts of these days.

Knowing that her mother didn't listen to her, Man gritted her teeth angrily, and fanned the flames in the furnace vigorously.

Suddenly, he choked out a puff of smoke, which completely blackened her.

Yan Ruoli laughed out loud at her appearance, but then remembered the scene where she was struck by lightning in the hall, and immediately gritted her teeth in hatred.

If it wasn't for Wei Qing to overturn the case, she wouldn't have let the senior brother go so easily, she would have pulled out some of his hair, let him set up formations for her indiscriminately, and she couldn't even do a scientific experiment.

"Ma'am, what's wrong?"

Yan Ruoli lost her mind and the potato chips were burnt. She hastily held up the strainer, fished out all the potato chips, drained the oil, put them on the plate, and carried the plate back to the main hall excitedly.

"Aunt Ruyu, look at what delicious food this palace has made, I will definitely satisfy you."

Kicking open the door of the main hall with his feet, and then kicking it up again, this movement can be described as a very skillful one.

"Concubine Yan."

Aunt Ruyu's stern voice sounded in her ears, with a little helplessness.

Yan Ruoli's little flame of excitement was immediately extinguished, thinking that Aunt Ruyu was going to start to teach her a severe lesson again.

But he didn't want to look up at the king of Shu's face like a fairy, looking at her with a smile and the plate of French fries in her hand.

Yan Ruoli's heart sank, she turned around and ran away holding the plate of french fries, but she heard the voice of the king of Shu from behind: "Your Majesty, this is wrong, you have something good to share, how can you eat it all by yourself?"

Yan Ruoli's scalp felt numb for a while, and she really wanted to kick this guy out of the earth, into the Milky Way, and it's best never to return.

Looking at such a handsome, so exiled person, why is he so shameless?

Turning around and angrily walking back to the King of Shu, she put the plate in front of him with a bang, Yan Ruoli put one hand on the table with one hand pinched on her waist with a face of resignation, stared at the King of Shu without any image and said: "Shu Palace won't give you food, or will it not give you food! Or will it not give you food? Why do you go to Cuiyunxuan in this palace every day? Don't you know to avoid suspicion? This palace is you sister-in-law."

"A sister-in-law is like a mother." The King of Shu watched Yan Ruoli say four words, and she was so choked that she couldn't say a word.

His whole body was trembling, and he felt an urge to strangle him to death.

Aunt Ruyu saw that her mother was very angry, she hurried forward and said: "The king of Shu dare not say that. The queen mother is still alive, and the emperor has not yet established a queen. This elder sister-in-law will really misunderstand others."

ps: The little cuties who are still there raise their hands, continue to support, collectively.

(End of this chapter)