1474 Almost Fighting Just for a Taste...

Seeing that other people were looking at them dumbfoundedly, Haitang cut to the chase and took out firewood and a spit from her inner world before setting the small black pot over it.

She then lit the fire with a lighter and started to heat the pot.

After pouring water into the pot and letting it boil, she tossed in the slices of the tiny bamboo shoot.

Meanwhile, the young crown prince consort also took out a handful of noodles from her own inner world, as well as some prepared shredded meat.

Everyone gazed incredulously at this master and servant duo.

Th-They, they were.. do, doing what?

"Aiya, Younger Sis, I suddenly find myself starving after smelling this fragrance. It turns out that it's almost time for lunch! Prepare a bowl for me later too." Xiao Mi took out a bowl and chopsticks from her own inner world and crouched beside the pot to stare at it impatiently.

Queen Zhao's mouth kept twitching as she looked speechlessly at this daughter-in-law of hers.

Commandery Princess Yi'an, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but smile. "The crown prince consort is cooking lunch?"

"There's none for you." Qiao Mu glanced at her coldly before having Haitang scatter the noodles into the pot.

Soon, a pot of delicious and fragrant noodles with shredded pork and spiritual bamboo shoot was cooked to completion.

By this time, everyone noticed that Manager Hu, who was standing to the side, had his forehead covered in cold sweat. It seemed like he could faint at any moment.

Queen Zhao realized something and sent Nanny Qing a look.

Nanny Qing understood, and with a wave of her hand, a dozen royal guards darted out from the shadows and formed an encirclement around the sweating Manager Hu.

Qiao Mu took out a stack of bowls and ladled a small half-bowl each for Queen Zhao, Mo You, Xiao Mi, and Baili Zhen. She had people pass the bowls to them, while she and Haitang each also had a half-bowl too.

The remaining small half-full pot was available for other people to try.

Everyone saw that Queen Zhao and the rest had all squinted their eyes in delight after only drinking a mouthful of soup.

Thus, they hastily rushed up to fight over that remaining small half-pot of noodle soup.

There weren't many noodles left, but it was still possible to drink a mouthful or two of the soup. Those who were quick rapidly ladled themselves a half-bowl of soup, while those who were slow could only stare at the others.

Mo Shuang and Yang Fengyan nearly came to blows for two mouthfuls of soup.

In the end, Mo Shuang sent her accompanying royal guards a look and had them restrain Yang Fengyan so that she could chug down these last two mouthfuls of soup.

Since she was a normal person, increases in mystic energy had nothing to do with her at all. However, she did taste the fragrance from the spiritual bamboo shoot soup filling her mouth, leaving a rich aftertaste.

"What an audaciously wicked servant! You actually dared to deceive the queen dowager and the king!!!" Queen Zhao's expression instantly sunk.

Two royal guards promptly went up and kicked Manager Hu, who was sweating buckets, to his knees.

Manager Hu hastily yowled out his grievances, "Will Your Majesty the Queen exercise your penetrating judgment! This humble one dares not deceive the king and the queen dowager. This humble one really did not know that the spiritual bamboo shoots had already emerged. If this humble one knew, this humble one would naturally have sent people first thing to dig them up and present them to Her Majesty the Queen Dowager…"

"A load of lies!!" Queen Zhao castigated. "Tie him up!"

"Search his courtyard."

Manager Hu was horrified. He did not know how things had progressed to this state.

These spiritual bamboo shoots were buried deep beneath the ground and weren't as easy to dig up as those ordinary bamboo shoots.

Even he, who was stationed here inside this Yating Court all year long, could only occasionally dig up one or two spiritual bamboo shoots from this bamboo grove. Why was the crown prince consort able to step on a spiritual bamboo shoot with a casual stomp?

Soon, the people who went to search Manager Hu's room ran back to report to Queen Zhao.