Chapter 823 Do You Know How I Have Been Living These Past Five Years? I Don’t Eat Beef!

Perhaps he heard Zhao Ying's voice, Ying Chengjiao stomped on her seven or eight times, then followed Zhao Ji and walked towards the main hall happily.

"Woo woo woo!!!"

Zhao Ying, whose face was covered in blood, adjusted his body shape and looked at Ying Chengjiao's back and cried out.

Don't stomp on me, stomp on me!

Please stomp on my head and help me escape from this world that is more terrifying than purgatory!

It's a pity that Ying Chengjiao didn't mean to turn back.

Zhao Ying's voice attracted a strong woman instead.

"Mr. Zique (Zhao Ying) are you hungry?"

The strong woman walked to Zhao Ying with a wooden bowl and half squatted down. In the wooden bowl, there was a tongue that was still sizzling with oil!

Looking at this tongue, Zhao Ying's brain buzzed, and fear could not help but emerge in his eyes.

The strong woman smiled and said, "The Queen Mother has ordered that you are all relatives of the Queen Mother and must serve her well."

"Look, the banquet in the inner room has not started yet, but your dinner is ready."

"This tongue is placed on a copper plate taken from the Handan Palace, and roasted with dog oil over a fire of oak wood, which is the most effective in removing the fishy smell."

"Just sniffing it will make your tongue fall off!"

The strong woman introduced the dishes with a cold smile, but Zhao Ying's eyes were filled with deep fear and resistance, and he kept moving back.

Seeing this, the strong woman slowly faded her smile: "Don't you want to eat?"

"It seems that the roasted tongue doesn't suit Mr. Zique's appetite?"

"Mr. Zique should know that today's meal is only this one. If Mr. Zique doesn't want it, he will probably starve all night."

"How can I sit and watch Mr. Zique starve? I will change the dishes for Mr. Zique until he is satisfied."

"I just don't know what Mr. Zique wants to eat?"

"Roasted ears? Roasted eyes? Or...Roasted Yang Pills?"

Zhao Ying: !!!

Listening to the names of the dishes announced by the strong woman, Zhao Ying was horrified and terrified.

Because he knew very well where the raw materials of these dishes would come from!

Not daring to delay for a moment, Zhao Ying hurriedly crawled in front of the strong woman, put his head into the wooden bowl, and quickly held the roasted tongue in his mouth.

Seeing this, the strong woman smiled: "It seems that I misunderstood just now."

"I just wonder if this roasted tongue suits Mr. Zique's appetite?"

Zhao Ying nodded hurriedly, fearing that he was a little slow.

But don't tell me, don't tell me, the taste of this roasted tongue is really fragrant enough to make people's tongues fall off!

Thinking of the source of this tongue and the only meal today, Zhao Ying didn't dare to waste it at all, and chewed the roasted tongue carefully and swallowed it into his stomach.

Just then, another strong woman walked over quickly and complained: "Why are you walking so fast? You took the wrong tongue!"

"That's not Mr. Zique's (Zhao Ying) tongue, but Mr. Shouzhi's (Zhao Cai) tongue!"

Zhao Ying's swallowing stopped, and he turned his head slowly to look at the strong woman beside him in disbelief and disbelief.

The tongue I just ate was my father's? ! !

The strong woman still had a smile on her face: "No problem, just give Mr. Zique's tongue to Mr. Shouzhi to enjoy."

"At least Mr. Shouzhi should have a taste of how foul and filthy Mr. Zique's tongue is!"

Seeing another strong woman holding a wooden bowl and walking towards Zhao Cai, Zhao Ying prostrated herself on the ground and cried bitterly.

"Woo woo woo woo~~~"

Ten musicians puffed up their cheeks and blew the purple bamboo sheng in their hands, making clear and elegant music.

Clearly pronounced scolding will inevitably suppress the sound of the sheng, but the woo woo shouting is almost suppressed by the sound of the sheng.

Fifty more musicians sat together outside the main hall, playing the zither or the zither, using the instruments in their hands to build an invisible wall, blocking the wailing and crying of the people in the front yard outside the hall!

In the hall, Zhao Ji sat in the main seat in gorgeous clothes and a golden crown.

Ying Zheng sat below Zhao Ji's right hand, and Ying Chengjiao sat below Zhao Ji's left hand.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Ying Chengjiao exclaimed: "There are so many delicious foods!"

Ying Chengjiao's cheerful voice dispelled the last trace of gloom in the hall.

Zhao Ji smiled and said: "Qi'er is pleased with my cooking skills, and I am very happy with it."

"Last time, I was in a hurry, so I only had time to roast beef and mutton, and even the fish soup was done by the kitchen."

"Today, all the dishes on the table are cooked by me personally, and Qi'er must taste them all."

Ying Chengjiao bowed his hands with gratitude and said: "The Queen Mother really treats me well!"

Zhao Ji leaned slightly in the direction of Ying Chengjiao, looked at Ying Chengjiao carefully, and chuckled softly: "Qi'er knows."

How could there be such a handsome and heroic man in the world?

The former Wei Lang was slightly inferior to Qiao Er in terms of Yu Junlang, and there was no possibility of comparing him with Yu Yingwu.

Although Qiao Er's skin color became darker, he could return to his handsome appearance after a winter.

When I think of this handsome face that once ruthlessly ordered to chop off more than a million heads.

When I think of this strong body that once led hundreds of soldiers to defeat more than ten thousand enemy troops.

Zhao Ji's eyes were glued to Ying Chengqiao, and she couldn't extricate herself.

Ying Zheng coughed lightly with a cold face: "Cough!"

Zhao Ji finally sat up straight, but her eyes were still glued to Ying Chengqiao, and she said in a warm voice: "Fortunately, there are lambs from Qiang in the palace. I will ask the butcher to kill them and roast them carefully."

"The moment the lamb chops are roasted and served on the table is the most delicious time."

"Qiao Er, try it first!"

Ying Chengyu bowed his hands and saluted: "Thank you very much, Queen Mother. You're welcome!"

Zhao Jiruo said in a charming voice, "I'm just waiting for you to be rude to me!"

I haven’t touched a man in five years! Five years!

He is in his thirties or forties, but he has not touched a man for five years!

Five years!

Do you know how Gu got here in the past five years?

Ying Chengyu:o(╥﹏╥)o

Brother! Take care of your mother!

The younger brother is afraid! ! !

Ying Zheng's face turned colder, and he coughed louder: "Ahem!!"

Zhao Ji still ignored Ying Zheng, and stood up quickly, saying softly: "It's true that I am alone."

"How can a man as heroic and well-known as Xiu'er eat meat without drinking wine?"

"I'm here to pour wine for you!"

Seeing Zhao Ji raising her long legs and about to come, Ying Chengyu exclaimed in surprise: "No trouble, Queen Mother!"

"I will do it myself, I will do it myself!"

While talking, Ying Chengyu quickly picked up a wooden spoon, scooped out wine from the cauldron and poured it into the wine baron.

Ying Zheng's face was almost ashen and he coughed hard: "Cough cough cough!!!"

Zhao Ji then turned around and sat down, glanced at Ying Zheng and said softly: "Zheng'er also eats, don't just cough."

Ying Zheng: Thank you, I can’t eat anymore when I see you!

Ying Chengyu smiled and said, "Yes, eat first! Eat first!"

While speaking, Ying Chengyu picked up a mutton chop and put it to his mouth. He bit the slightly rolled fascia at the joint of the mutton chop with his teeth. Then he used his hands and teeth together to pull the fascia and pull the mutton chop meat hanging on the bone. Pull them all into your mouth.

After galloping for more than a hundred miles, Ying Chengyu was so hungry that he grabbed another mutton chop before finishing the first bite of meat.

Zhao Jisu held her chin with her hand and tilted her head to look at Ying Chengyu. The cinnamon branch on the golden crown swayed slightly, which was quite playful.

Seeing Ying Chengyu eating each mutton chop like a snack, the smile in Zhao Ji's eyes grew stronger.

Five years ago, this child was polite in words, deeds, and food. Although he had the air of a gentleman, he was quite boring. Now, he is a bit more bold and uninhibited.

It’s really more pleasant!

After eating six mutton chops in succession, Ying Chengyu finally exclaimed: "This is the taste!"

"The roasted lamb chops cooked by the Queen Mother herself five years ago really left me with endless memories. I have repeatedly tried to recreate the taste with chefs, but to no avail."

"Today, I finally get what I wanted!"

Wiping the oil on his hands with a silk cloth, Ying Chengxuan raised his head and invited him to drink: "My lord, thank you again, Your Majesty and the Queen Mother, for agreeing to your rude request!"

Ying Zheng drank the wine in silence.

Zhao Ji covered the prince with her sleeves and drank down the wine in the prince. Then she lightly opened her red lips and said, "Xiao'er, don't just focus on grilling the lamb chops."

"I don't want to hide anything from you."

“Although I am good at grilling mutton, my best dishes are beef chunnao (fried meat with meat sauce and rice bowl) and beef brisket stewed with radish (radish).”

"Everyone can taste it."

Ying Chengyu hurriedly responded, took a chopstick and put the beef brisket stewed with radish into his mouth.

The meat goes between your teeth and bursts with juice!

The extremely fresh beef seems to be still beating in the mouth. The tender and soft fibers provide a satisfying taste without being too difficult on the teeth. The unique aroma of beef lingers between the lips and teeth for a long time!

Ying Chengxuan's praise of Zhao Ji's grilled lamb chops was just an excuse to come and eat.

But this dish of beef stewed with radish really made Ying Chengyu’s eyes shine.

It is no exaggeration to say that the last time Ying Chengyu had such delicious beef stewed with radish was a lifetime ago!

He picked up the dinner knife and dug out a dagger of beef sauce and put it into his mouth.

Feeling the fresh and soy aroma that was about to escape from his nose, Ying Chengyu narrowed his eyes slightly in satisfaction and praised from the bottom of his heart: "Oh! It smells so good!"

Even if it was for no other purpose, just for these two dishes, it was still worth Ying Chengyu's trip of more than 100 kilometers!

Seeing that her cooking skills were recognized by Ying Chengyu, Zhao Ji's smile became even brighter:

"Xiao'er likes goats, but Zheng'er likes cows."

"It is Gu Gu who has been thinking about ways to cook beef in the past few years."

“After trying more and searching famous chefs, I realized that the meat of two young oxen should be carefully stewed with nine kinds of spices to get the delicious taste.”

"Since Xiu'er likes her, she will come to the palace more often to look for orphans in the future."

"I will cook it for you again."

After a pause, Zhao Ji gave Ying Chengyu a look that you know: "There is no need to ask Zheng'er to accompany you, Ying Cheng'er will do it as he comes!"

Ying Chengyu suddenly felt that the beef in his mouth no longer tasted good!

Ying Zheng, who had been patient since entering the hall, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Crack!"

Ying Zheng slapped his chopsticks on the table and shouted in a deep voice: "The Queen Mother, please be aware of etiquette and morality!"

"The two-year-old cow has not yet matured and has not plowed the fields. Even if it is a sacrifice to heaven and earth, such a young cow will not be used lightly."

"The Queen Mother took the meat and ate it? It's against the law! It's against etiquette! It's a great harm to the country!"

"The Queen Mother should be extremely ashamed, but An Neng is so proud of this?!"

"and!"

Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Ji, his eyes full of disappointment and self-mockery and said, "I don't want to eat beef!"