Chapter 1441 When the North City Was...
"Miss Wu, what are you going to do?" Butler Feng asked.
As soon as Feng Wu looked up and saw Steward Feng, she didn't lift her head, and immediately ordered: "Butler Feng, you are here just in time, hurry up, help to boil the hot water."
The housekeeper was stunned.
You must know, how many people respect him outside as an identity? Even in the palace, it is almost a detached existence. Zuo Qingluan also took a bite of you when he saw him... In the end, this girl Feng Xiaowu actually asked him to set fire to it?
Seeing that Butler Feng didn't move, Feng Wu couldn't help urging: "Butler Feng, hurry up, I'm too busy to do anything."
Butler Feng smiled wryly, this dancing girl is really... interesting.
Butler Feng was really good at it. He sat behind the largest stove and moved his fingers slightly, and a flame flowed from his fingertips, igniting the firewood.
If outsiders knew that the housekeeper Feng, whose status was higher than that of the prince, actually did this kind of rough work, I wonder if he would faint in shock.
The housekeeper Feng was gossiping with Feng Wu while working: "I heard that the dance girl has come up with a countermeasure?"
Feng Wu snorted: "Actually, it's not a countermeasure, right? But I did come up with a dish."
A dish? Butler Feng was shocked: "Just one dish?"
Feng Wu took it for granted: "Yeah, I'm going to make something called rice bowls, fish-flavored pork rice bowls, what do you think of Butler Feng?"
Butler Feng didn't think so, he probably didn't understand.
"Don't pour rice?" Butler Feng repeated.
"Mmmm." Feng Wu was busy with the work at hand, while chatting with the housekeeper Feng: "Govering rice, as the name suggests, is to pour vegetables on top of the rice."
"Is this edible?" Butler Feng expressed doubts.
"Why can't you eat this? Butler Feng, let me tell you, this sour, sweet and slightly spicy taste will definitely burst your taste buds!" Feng Wu was very proud, because she was full of expectations for this dish.
Unexpectedly, when the housekeeper heard this, he immediately rejected it: "No, no, no, this dish is absolutely not good."
Feng Wu looked at him puzzled: "Why not?"
Butler Feng smiled bitterly: "His Royal Highness is afraid that the thing that is most disliked is the spicy taste. Your Highness will not eat anything that tastes spicy, so the dance girl should change another dish, right? This dish is absolutely unacceptable."
However, Feng Wu fell into contemplation.
this is not right...
When he was in Beijing City, Jun Linyuan did refuse at first, but later... Despite his graceful movements, there was a lot to eat.
"Your Highness doesn't like spicy food?" Feng Wu asked again.
Butler Feng nodded seriously: "Yes, it's not spicy at all, otherwise he'll be allergic, so the dancing girl—"
"Pfft—" Feng Wu laughed, "Feng Steward, don't tease me, the spicy dishes I made last time, your Royal Highness almost licked the plate, and I'm allergic to spicy food, I almost believed you. "
Butler Feng looked at Feng Wu with a weird look: "Your Highness really ate it?"
Feng Wu: "Yes, your Royal Highness not only ate, but also ate a lot, and finally almost drank all the spicy soup."
Butler Feng: "...When did it happen?"
Feng Wu: "Just at the time of North City."
Butler Feng supported his forehead: "..." No wonder he lost a lot of weight when he saw His Highness at that time.
"Then your fish-flavored shredded pork is really not spicy?" Butler Feng asked when he saw that he couldn't stop Feng Wu.