Wen Zhenzhen thought that just listening to it would flood her saliva. He nodded hurriedly, "OK."
The Secretary soon came back with the washed bamboo.
When Wang Houde saw him, he quickly handed the spatula to Gu linchao. "Master, the soup is about to be cooked. Watch it."
Gu linchao took it.
Wen looked at him curiously.
Can Gu linchao cook soup?
She quickly took back her thoughts. Now that she knew the purpose of cutting bamboo slices, she went to help them put the pickled fish into the bamboo slices, and then cover them with bamboo slices. She made three pairs of bamboo slices, and two fish were placed in one pair. After they were done, they were put on the fire for roasting.
At this time, there was a smell of fish soup in the air.
She turned her head and saw Gu linchao lift the lid of the pot and stir the soup in the pot with a spoon.
Then he sprinkled some salt and stirred it with a spoon. Finally, he sprinkled the scallion prepared by Wang Houde.
Wen was surprised to see his skillful movements.
Can Gu linchao cook?
The idea flashed into my mind. I saw him take a bowl, scoop out the soup, hand it to her, and said in a warm voice, "drink."
Wen Zhenzhen reached out and took it. A fresh smell rushed into her nose. She bowed her head, blew and drank.
The delicious fish, mixed with the taste of ginger and scallion, swept her taste buds. She took another sip and narrowed her eyes immediately.
"The fish soup is delicious. Master, can you cook?"
Gu linchao filled a bowl for Wang Houde and Si Yi respectively, and finally filled a bowl for himself.
Hearing the speech, he shook his head, "No."
"But I think the Lord has just manipulated the pot and spoon. He is very skilled, and the amount of salt you put is just right. The soup tastes neither salty nor light. It tastes very good," Wen said suspiciously.
Gu linchao looked down at her enjoying soup and didn't speak for a long time.
Wen Zhenzhen thought he would not answer his questions, but he heard his voice say faintly: "my king can only make fish soup."
"That's great too," Wen praised.
Gu linchao lowered his eyes and drank fish soup quietly. He didn't speak again for a long time.
Seeing this, Wang Houde gave him a distressed look, his lips moved and stopped talking.
Si Yi was also a little silent.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little heavy. Wen Zhenzhen keenly felt the difference between the three and couldn't help but doubt herself. Did she say something wrong?
She couldn't help looking at Gu's cold face. He looked the same, but the cold air pressure on him made her feel that he seemed different at this moment.
She drank the fish soup with her head down and didn't speak again.
When the fish soup was finished, the smell of bamboo grilled fish also came out.
She squatted by the fire, watching and listening to the sizzling barbecue sound from the bamboo.
Soon, the air was filled with the fragrance of fish and bamboo, which was very attractive.
"Si Yi, is the fish ready?" she turned to look at the cold boy sitting next to her.
The Secretary glanced at her and said coldly, "we have to wait."
"Oh," said Wen, holding his chin in his hand and holding a stick to carry the flames in the fire.
"Princess, are you hungry? Eat some cakes first and fill your stomach." Wang Houde brought a plate containing peach blossom cake.
Wen shook his head and said with a smile, "I don't want to eat cakes. I have to keep my stomach and eat roast fish later."
"It will take a while for the fish to be roasted," advised Wang Houde. "The Lord asked the servant to bring it to you. Please eat one of them. Don't be hungry."