Dear Commander-in-Chief

In fact, although Yun Qiao often eats this royal meal, he has never made it himself.

To be honest, she has no idea whether her food is delicious or not.

Moreover, he came back a little earlier than expected. Before she had a chance to take a bite, she hurriedly put salt in the stew pot and brought it out.

I don’t know whether the meat is old or not, and whether it is chewable or not?

She couldn't help but ask: "Can... can I eat it?"

Gong Sheng took a sip of the soup, took a bite of the abalone, and nodded: "It's delicious."

As he spoke, he kept his head down and drank the whole cup of soup.

A smile finally appeared on Yun Qiao's lips: "Really? Then eat more, and I will make soup for you in the future."

The corners of Gong Sheng's lips moved slightly, his long eyelashes flicked slowly, and he said warmly: "Cooking is very hard. From now on, just let the servants do these things."

Yun Qiao shook her head seriously: "It's not hard. Didn't you help me take care of Xiaobai? Moreover, the food I cooked is eaten by others. I feel so happy! This is the first time in my life that I have cooked for others. .”

When the Palace Saint heard this, the corners of his eyes became hot.

Her first time?

For some reason, the feeling in my heart became more complicated and exciting.

He took a deep breath: "Okay, you can cook it for me in the future."

Yun Qiao stuck out her tongue in a great mood: "As long as you don't film, I will come back and do it."

Oops, I didn’t expect that she, Yun Qiao, was also talented in cooking. She actually conquered the cheap husband’s stomach when she cooked for the first time.

Well, it seems that there is nothing impossible in this world.

The same goes for filming!

Although she has no experience before, as long as she memorizes her lines like cooking and then boldly does it, it shouldn't be too bad, right?

Yun Qiao thought confidently, and picked up the blue and white porcelain spoon, ready to drink the soup.

Who knew that Gong Sheng, with his quick eyes and quick hands, snatched the stew pot in front of her!

"you……"

Yun Qiao was a little dazed and didn't react.

Gong Sheng couldn't help but pick up her stew pot and start drinking the soup.

He drank up all the soup in the stew pot in one go and then stopped.

Then, he raised his head and said to her steadily: "I'm sorry, I didn't drink enough from the bowl just now."

Yun Qiao: "..."

Does she really make it so delicious?

Is this some kind of magical cooking skill she has? !

His soup was taken away by the palace saint, leaving only white rice and vegetables. Yun Qiao's meal was a bit light.

Of course, the mood is still very happy.

After all, it feels good to be appreciated by others.

After the meal, she remembered that there were many stew pots in the kitchen. When she was making soup, she specially made a few extra portions for the servants to share.

Maybe there’s still a bowl left?

She quickly went in to take a look.

Who knows, as soon as I entered, I saw everyone pouring the soup in the stew pot into a large basin, and then adding boiling water into it.

Yun Qiao shouted: "Hey! That's not how the Buddha jumped over the wall to eat. You are wasting your resources!"

The servants didn't expect Yun Qiao to come to the kitchen and were startled. The servant holding the kettle almost dropped the kettle.

Yun Qiao walked up enthusiastically, put the kettle aside, filled a bowl of soup himself, and demonstrated while eating: "Eat the soup as it is, with the richness and flavor, so that it has the original flavor. Don't mix it up just to increase the amount of food." If water dilutes it, it won’t taste good—ahem!”

Before she could finish her words, she started coughing violently.

Because she just took a sip of the soup she stewed!

That taste...