Thankfully, there were many chefs in the kitchen, and they could cook all kinds of dishes.
There were times when Gu Bailu even taught them how to make modern dishes.
But today, she was really craving sour dough balls.
“Tell the chefs to make them.” Feng Qingtian didn’t think it was a problem at all.
Gu Bailu blinked and looked at him. “But… my lord, I want to eat sour dough balls made by you. I haven’t eaten anything you made, but I think it must be the best sour dough balls in the world.”
Feng Qingtian was speechless.
Him?
Cook?
As the Heavenly Emperor who had been on the throne for more than ten thousand years, what culinary delicacies wasn’t Feng Qingtian aware of?
Even after being reincarnated, he had only cooked for Gu Bailu on the boat last time.
Gu Bailu loved to eat, and he couldn’t bear to let her into the kitchen, which was why he had roped in chefs for her to teach.
Now, she wanted him to make sour dough balls?
He didn’t even know which door in Prince Zi’s residence led to the kitchen.
What the hell were sour dough balls made of?
“Can I use spiritual power to make them?” The wife-con looked at Gu Bailu. He couldn’t refuse her eagerness.
Gu Bailu shook her head. “No.”
“I’ve never made them before.”
He didn’t mind cooking for his wife in the kitchen, but he really didn’t know anything about them.
Gu Bailu pouted and looked at him without saying anything.
Feng Qingtian gritted his teeth. “I’ll do it.”
Gu Bailu immediately smiled. “Alright. I’ll be waiting.”
Feng Qingtian stepped into the kitchen.
The chefs in the kitchen were stunned. Why was Prince Zi here?
Feng Qingtian looked at the things in the kitchen. He recognised some of them. When he had been out on army campaigns, he had also roasted a chicken once or twice in the wilderness.
He didn’t really recognise the other ingredients.
“I want to make sour dough balls. Teach me what to do.” Feng Qingtian had given his word, so he had to go through with it.
Besides, he was smart. He didn’t believe that he would be stumped by a bowl of sour dough balls.
The people in the kitchen were very nervous. They didn’t expect their master to come to the kitchen to cook.
“My lord, why don’t you watch from the side? I’ll make it for you…”
Then, you can just take what we made.
Feng Qingtian glanced at him. “It’s for the princess. I have to make it myself. Hurry up and teach me.”
Feng Qingtian was smart. Although he had never made them before, he was finally able to make the sour dough balls.
The chefs praised him and said that they were well made.
Feng Qingtian took a bite himself. It wasn’t as delicious as what Gu Bailu usually ate.
Even with the chefs teaching him, his skills weren’t perfect.
How could Feng Qingtian bear to let Gu Bailu eat something so awful?
He continued to study in the kitchen until he was satisfied. By then, it was already midnight.
Su Shenfan was a little hungry when he came back, but he didn’t want to face Su Lian. He wasn’t sure if he should let Su Lian give birth to the baby.
Naturally, he went to the kitchen. He wanted to eat, but still had to wait for the food to be brought over. It was too troublesome. He might as well eat in the kitchen.
The chefs in Prince Zi’s residence made better food than the ones outside.
When he entered the kitchen, he saw that it was still busy.
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Thankfully, there were many chefs in the kitchen, and they could cook all kinds of dishes.
There were times when Gu Bailu even taught them how to make modern dishes.
But today, she was really craving sour dough balls.
“Tell the chefs to make them.” Feng Qingtian didn’t think it was a problem at all.
Gu Bailu blinked and looked at him. “But… my lord, I want to eat sour dough balls made by you. I haven’t eaten anything you made, but I think it must be the best sour dough balls in the world.”
Feng Qingtian was speechless.
Him?
Cook?
As the Heavenly Emperor who had been on the throne for more than ten thousand years, what culinary delicacies wasn’t Feng Qingtian aware of?
Even after being reincarnated, he had only cooked for Gu Bailu on the boat last time.
Gu Bailu loved to eat, and he couldn’t bear to let her into the kitchen, which was why he had roped in chefs for her to teach.
Now, she wanted him to make sour dough balls?
He didn’t even know which door in Prince Zi’s residence led to the kitchen.
What the hell were sour dough balls made of?
“Can I use spiritual power to make them?” The wife-con looked at Gu Bailu. He couldn’t refuse her eagerness.
Gu Bailu shook her head. “No.”
“I’ve never made them before.”
He didn’t mind cooking for his wife in the kitchen, but he really didn’t know anything about them.
Gu Bailu pouted and looked at him without saying anything.
Feng Qingtian gritted his teeth. “I’ll do it.”
Gu Bailu immediately smiled. “Alright. I’ll be waiting.”
Feng Qingtian stepped into the kitchen.
The chefs in the kitchen were stunned. Why was Prince Zi here?
Feng Qingtian looked at the things in the kitchen. He recognised some of them. When he had been out on army campaigns, he had also roasted a chicken once or twice in the wilderness.
He didn’t really recognise the other ingredients.
“I want to make sour dough balls. Teach me what to do.” Feng Qingtian had given his word, so he had to go through with it.
Besides, he was smart. He didn’t believe that he would be stumped by a bowl of sour dough balls.
The people in the kitchen were very nervous. They didn’t expect their master to come to the kitchen to cook.
“My lord, why don’t you watch from the side? I’ll make it for you…”
Then, you can just take what we made.
Feng Qingtian glanced at him. “It’s for the princess. I have to make it myself. Hurry up and teach me.”
Feng Qingtian was smart. Although he had never made them before, he was finally able to make the sour dough balls.
The chefs praised him and said that they were well made.
Feng Qingtian took a bite himself. It wasn’t as delicious as what Gu Bailu usually ate.
Even with the chefs teaching him, his skills weren’t perfect.
How could Feng Qingtian bear to let Gu Bailu eat something so awful?
He continued to study in the kitchen until he was satisfied. By then, it was already midnight.
Su Shenfan was a little hungry when he came back, but he didn’t want to face Su Lian. He wasn’t sure if he should let Su Lian give birth to the baby.
Naturally, he went to the kitchen. He wanted to eat, but still had to wait for the food to be brought over. It was too troublesome. He might as well eat in the kitchen.
The chefs in Prince Zi’s residence made better food than the ones outside.
When he entered the kitchen, he saw that it was still busy.
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