Princess Consort Is No Pushover

Feng Qingyang said with admiration: "Princess, may I ask who cut this piece of meat, this knife is really good, and it is so beautifully rolled."

"The concubine cut it herself. She freezes the meat for a while before cutting it. It will be thin and beautiful, and it can be rolled up." Feng'er stared at Yun Ruoyue with admiration and said.

"So it is." Feng Qingyang exclaimed.

Why is this concubine so powerful, and she can cook so many rare foods, it's like a treasure, why doesn't the prince cherish it?

Seeing that everyone looked at Yun Ruoyue with adoring eyes, Chu Xuanchen felt a little happy in his heart.

Everyone adores his wife, which makes him very face-saving, but Yun Ruoyue only talks to everyone and ignores him at all. As a prince, it is not easy for him to lose his face to please her.

Suddenly, he thought of an idea.

He glanced at the tender goose intestines in front of him, "You can eat this too? Why doesn't it smell fishy?"

He has never eaten goose intestines, duck intestines, fat intestines, etc., which belong to "off water". He did not expect that after Yun Ruoyue handled them, not only did they not look disgusting, but they were quite fresh and tender.

Yun Ruoyue smiled and said: "Of course you can eat it, and these goose intestines and duck intestines are the most delicious. They are the soul of eating hot pot. Without them, this hot pot meal will not be delicious. My lord, why don't you burn a piece of it?" Try it?"

Chu Xuanchen frowned, he didn't want to taste this.

Moreover, he stretched out his hand for clothes and opened his mouth for food, and he had never cooked the food himself.

Seeing this, Mo Zhu hurriedly said, "My lord, let me iron it for you."

When the prince usually eats, his servants help him with the dishes.

But now there is no servant of Xingchen Pavilion here, so Mozhu wants to serve him.

Unexpectedly, Yun Ruoyue said: "Mozhu, you eat your own. This hot pot is delicious only if you cook it yourself. It will have a taste. Others' cooking will be tasteless. Let him do it by himself."

Mozhu: "..."

Chu Xuanchen: "..."

Chu Xuanchen was taken aback for a moment, this woman is too disrespectful to him, he is a prince.

Forget it, he doesn't care about little women.

He picked up the chopsticks, followed Yun Ruoyue's example, picked up a goose intestine, put it in the pot and scalded it.

Soon, his goose intestines were scalded, Yun Ruoyue saw it, and hurriedly said: "It's all right, you can eat it after scalding, you can taste it quickly."

"I'm afraid I'm not familiar with it, so burn it more." Chu Xuanchen said in disgust, with a proud face.

"If it's too hot, it will get old, and it won't be crispy when it gets old." As a foodie, Yun Ruoyue was very anxious.

It's really boring to eat hot pot with people like Chu Xuanchen, but it's more interesting to eat with Mo Li and the others.

All right.

Seeing Yun Ruoyue's anxious look, Chu Xuanchen put the goose intestines in a bowl, rolled them in the sesame oil in front of him, and put them in his mouth.

As soon as the goose intestines entered his mouth, he immediately nodded in amazement, "This goose intestines are crispy, tender, and very delicious. This king has never eaten such delicious goose intestines. Princess, how do you know they can be eaten?" ?”

After finishing speaking, he cleaned up the goose intestines in his mouth like a storm, and then began to boil the duck intestines and tripe.

Yun Ruoyue gave him a blank look, "I'll find out after more research."

Seeing that the prince ate the intestines himself, how could the others dare to wait, everyone picked up the intestines, stood up, stared at the pot and began to rinse.

When the intestines entered the mouth, everyone exclaimed in satisfaction.

Feng Qingyang: "Wow, the princess is right, the intestines are indeed the soul of the hot pot, I just want to eat them now."