Chapter 2178 Vest: Cooking
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Yi Wu Er Bai
After Su Bei changed his clothes, he turned around and saw Yan Xuefeng taking several sips of tea.
He elongated his voice and said, "Is the prince satisfied?"
Since they had lost their vests and Su Bei's voice was no longer disguised, it seemed a little bit out of harmony.
After all, Su Bei's real voice was somewhat recognizable.
But Yan Xuefeng is obviously more capable of being a monster. He looked at Su Bei and smiled shyly, "My king's cooking skills are actually very unstable."
"For example, when I grilled fish, I didn't perform very well."
Su Bei looked at him expressionlessly, "Get to the point."
Yan Xuefeng pretended to be coy, "I think that if the princess is by the side in the future, this king will be more stable."
Su Bei rolled his eyes, but went to the kitchen with Yan Xuefeng anyway.
The people in the kitchen saw Yan Xuefeng and asked, "My lord, are you going to cook by yourself?"
Yan Xuefeng looked at Su Bei affectionately, "Naturally, this king will cook food for the future princess himself."
Su Bei felt that it was exaggerated, and he felt a little sick to his stomach because of the exaggeration.
He looked away from Yan Xuefeng, feeling a little better.
The people in the kitchen asked again: "Does it need me to help the prince?"
Yan Xuefeng raised his voice and said: "I can do it myself, I don't need your help. In short, you don't need to worry about it. You will come back when I am done."
So the cook in the kitchen left cleanly.
Seeing that Su Bei didn't look at him, Yan Xuefeng moved to Su Bei's eyes again, "How about making dumplings for Su Su?"
Su Bei just glanced at him, "Yes."
Yan Xuefeng immediately rolled up his sleeves and started to meet.
Not to mention, Yan Xuefeng is so interesting.
It's just that North Jiangsu on the side is really boring. You said that in ancient times, there were no mobile phones to pass the time.
Even if he stared at Yan Xuefeng all the time, he couldn't stand it.
So Su Bei gradually became drowsy.
It wasn't until Yan Xuefeng pinched his cheek that Su Bei regained consciousness.
He looked at Yan Xuefeng's flour-covered hands, and subconsciously touched the cheek that he pinched.
Then the fingertips stick to the flour.
Su Bei looked at Yan Xuefeng with a cold smile, stepped forward, grabbed the flour, and wiped it on Yan Xuefeng.
So what was supposed to be cooking turned into a flour war between two people.
The result of this was that not only did they not get to eat, but even the people in the house did not get to eat, because the kitchen was in a mess.
Su Bei and Yan Xuefeng were covered in flour. They had to take a bath before going out to eat in a restaurant.
When I arrived at the restaurant, I met the prince on a narrow road.
The prince put on a hypocritical smile when he saw the two of them, "Why did the fourth emperor come here to eat? Could it be that the food in the mansion is not to your liking?"
Yan Xuefeng was even more of an actor, "It turns out that's why the emperor came out to eat, but this king heard that the princess's cooking skills are amazing?"
As he spoke, he suddenly realized, and looked at the prince sympathetically, "This king understands, everyone is a man, so we all understand."
The people around who listened with their ears straightened up also began to make up their minds.
Ah, it turned out that the prince and the princess had a quarrel, otherwise why would they not cook for them?
The prince's expression froze, "The fourth emperor thinks too much. My highness and the princess have a very strong relationship, so naturally I don't want her to cook."
Yan Xuefeng nodded, "This king knows this king knows, so you don't need to say too much, brother."
The prince wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.
Yan Xuefeng had already led Su Bei inside.
He elongated his voice and said, "Is the prince satisfied?"
Since they had lost their vests and Su Bei's voice was no longer disguised, it seemed a little bit out of harmony.
After all, Su Bei's real voice was somewhat recognizable.
But Yan Xuefeng is obviously more capable of being a monster. He looked at Su Bei and smiled shyly, "My king's cooking skills are actually very unstable."
"For example, when I grilled fish, I didn't perform very well."
Su Bei looked at him expressionlessly, "Get to the point."
Yan Xuefeng pretended to be coy, "I think that if the princess is by the side in the future, this king will be more stable."
Su Bei rolled his eyes, but went to the kitchen with Yan Xuefeng anyway.
The people in the kitchen saw Yan Xuefeng and asked, "My lord, are you going to cook by yourself?"
Yan Xuefeng looked at Su Bei affectionately, "Naturally, this king will cook food for the future princess himself."
Su Bei felt that it was exaggerated, and he felt a little sick to his stomach because of the exaggeration.
He looked away from Yan Xuefeng, feeling a little better.
The people in the kitchen asked again: "Does it need me to help the prince?"
Yan Xuefeng raised his voice and said: "I can do it myself, I don't need your help. In short, you don't need to worry about it. You will come back when I am done."
So the cook in the kitchen left cleanly.
Seeing that Su Bei didn't look at him, Yan Xuefeng moved to Su Bei's eyes again, "How about making dumplings for Su Su?"
Su Bei just glanced at him, "Yes."
Yan Xuefeng immediately rolled up his sleeves and started to meet.
Not to mention, Yan Xuefeng is so interesting.
It's just that North Jiangsu on the side is really boring. You said that in ancient times, there were no mobile phones to pass the time.
Even if he stared at Yan Xuefeng all the time, he couldn't stand it.
So Su Bei gradually became drowsy.
It wasn't until Yan Xuefeng pinched his cheek that Su Bei regained consciousness.
He looked at Yan Xuefeng's flour-covered hands, and subconsciously touched the cheek that he pinched.
Then the fingertips stick to the flour.
Su Bei looked at Yan Xuefeng with a cold smile, stepped forward, grabbed the flour, and wiped it on Yan Xuefeng.
So what was supposed to be cooking turned into a flour war between two people.
The result of this was that not only did they not get to eat, but even the people in the house did not get to eat, because the kitchen was in a mess.
Su Bei and Yan Xuefeng were covered in flour. They had to take a bath before going out to eat in a restaurant.
When I arrived at the restaurant, I met the prince on a narrow road.
The prince put on a hypocritical smile when he saw the two of them, "Why did the fourth emperor come here to eat? Could it be that the food in the mansion is not to your liking?"
Yan Xuefeng was even more of an actor, "It turns out that's why the emperor came out to eat, but this king heard that the princess's cooking skills are amazing?"
As he spoke, he suddenly realized, and looked at the prince sympathetically, "This king understands, everyone is a man, so we all understand."
The people around who listened with their ears straightened up also began to make up their minds.
Ah, it turned out that the prince and the princess had a quarrel, otherwise why would they not cook for them?
The prince's expression froze, "The fourth emperor thinks too much. My highness and the princess have a very strong relationship, so naturally I don't want her to cook."
Yan Xuefeng nodded, "This king knows this king knows, so you don't need to say too much, brother."
The prince wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.
Yan Xuefeng had already led Su Bei inside.
