The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Hearing Xia Ling say this and smelling the alluring meat fragrance, the aunt couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

She had never eaten such a novel cooking method before. It looked like a big meatball?

"Aunt, you must be hungry. Why don't you eat some with me first? It's still early anyway." Xia Ling observed her expression and smiled as she pulled the aunt to sit down in the pavilion in the Lotus Garden.

Fortunately, Xia Ling cooked lunch early, so she could catch up with this show.

Although Xia Ling was the only one on the table, apart from the lion's head, there was also kung pao chicken, spicy and sour shredded potatoes, and an egg soup.

The portions were not much, but they tasted especially good.

The aunt ate until her stomach was full. She only stopped after she had eaten more than half of the rice that Xia Ling had steamed.

Following that, she returned to the kitchen.

At noon, there was an additional meal at the royal residence.

A large bowl of lotus leaf porridge, steamed buns, and a few dishes that had been stir-fried until they were a little over-cooked. One could barely tell that they were meatballs, but their mouths were filled with the taste of soup.

There was no appetite in the entire manor. Only Qin Yunchuan seemed hungry. The first aunt had given him the most successful dish that she had cooked this time.

Qin Yunchuan was not picky.

He picked up the lion's head from the dish.

"Yes, first aunt, your dishes this time are not bad. This is braised lion's head, right? I've eaten it in a restaurant before."

Although the lion's head was a little minced because the meat stuffing had not been properly squeezed, the taste was indeed not bad.

The first aunt shook her head and did not take credit for it.

"Your Highness, I learned all this from Miss Qing He of the Lotus Garden. I had eaten the lion's head at her place previously, and the taste... Tsk! It was also minced meat. I used her method but I just could not produce the taste that she had."

"Your Highness, if you taste the food she cooked, you will know that it's truly delicious!"

Qin Yunchuan: "She can cook?"

It was not that he did not believe it. No matter how he looked at it, the girl was a delicate little girl. She did not even look like she had been exposed to oil fumes. How could such a girl cook so well?

"Your Highness, you will know once you try it.' 'The aunt chuckled.

"Alright." Qin Yunchuan responded. His deep eyes moved slightly. It was unknown if he had heard it or not.

And over here, they ate their food and drank the lotus leaf porridge.

The aunt cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks.

Qin Yunchuan stood up.

He felt a little full and wanted to digest his food.

But after he stood up, he thought of something. He turned around and took out a stack of gold notes from the box beside him and placed them in his arms.

*

In the afternoon, Xia Ling saw the first lotus flower blooming in the lotus pond.

She smelled the fragrance and liked it very much.

Therefore, she went to the side of the pavilion and bent down. The lotus flower was a little far from the pavilion.

She grabbed the railing with one hand and leaned out to touch the branches of the lotus.

Her fingertips could touch a little, but the branches shook, and she was just a little bit away.

Xia Ling tried twice, and her arms were a little sore.

She took a breath and was ready to try one last time. She tiptoed again, thinking that this time it wouldn't work, so she let the puppet do it.

But the railing of the pavilion was already a little wet.

She stepped on something, and Xia Ling's body swayed, and she fell into the lotus pond.

The lotus pond was not deep, but if she fell in, the mud below would stain her body. ...

"Puppet!" Xia Ling called out in her mind.

However, Qin Yunchuan, who happened to "pass" by her yard's entrance, made the first move. The puppet could only remain hidden.