Chapter 294： Addicted to the food in the General's Mansion

Chapter 294 Addicted to food in the General’s Mansion

In the front hall, the servants served the food, and Dean Chen and Sang Qi were already seated. During this short morning, the dean's face turned darker and darker.

He really couldn't understand why the dignified prince would be so concerned about eating.

Guo Dian did not talk about a few pages, and he ate half of the plate of pastries and drank two cups of milk tea.

Now staring at a table of meals again, it seems...

"Prince, can you still eat?" Dean Chen couldn't help asking.

"It's okay." Although Sang Zhi was not very hungry, the food in front of him was fragrant, and there were many novel ones that he had never seen before.

The pastries are all delicious, wouldn’t the meals be even more delicious.

"Although the prince's pastries are delicious, you can't eat too much. You must be in moderation and learn to hide it. Even if it is delicious, you can't show it. If someone with a heart knows it, it will cause disaster." Dean Chen taught.

Sang Qi pursed his lips, glanced at the food and said: "Dean, the student understands."

"It's good to understand, you are different from others, you should be more cautious." Dean Chen pointed out carefully.

After all, he is an eight-year-old child with a childlike innocence and still has a lot to learn.

Ye Qianning and Sang Zhi walked into the hall, and saw that Master and Sang Qi had already arrived.

"Master." Ye Qianning called out.

"Dean." Sang Zhi saluted the dean, and then saluted Sang Qi: "His Royal Highness."

"It's useless to ask you to take a classic book." Sang Qi snorted coldly.

"Sit down, the food is getting cold." Dean Chen said, looking at Ye Qianning's wrapped hand: "Is the hand injured seriously?"

Ye Qianning sat down and waved his little hands: "It's just a little bit of skin, and it's the left hand that hurts, so it doesn't affect holding chopsticks."

"Reckless." Dean Chen shook his head.

"Brother, sit here." Ye Qianning pointed to the seat beside him.

Sang Zhi nodded and walked over to sit down.

"Brother, what do you like to eat? It's all delicious here, and I'll get you some food." Ye Qianning almost stood on the chair, holding chopsticks in his little hand to pick up food into the Sangzhi bowl.

"I'll do it myself, you sit down, be careful not to fall." Sang Zhi stretched out his hand to support her.

"It's okay." Ye Qianning sat down: "Brother, try it and see how the cook in our general's mansion is doing."

"En." Seeing that she was done, Sang Zhi picked up the chopsticks to taste the dishes in the bowl.

Ye Qianning stared at him with big eyes, and seeing him eat a few mouthfuls, he immediately closed his eyes with a smile: "My cook's cooking is delicious."

"En, it's delicious." Sang Zhi had never eaten such a rich and delicious meal.

"It's delicious, eat more, come to my house often from now on, my cook will know a lot." Ye Qianning chatted endlessly while eating.

Recently, the cook at home is good at cooking, and she has filled the well water into some space, making the cooking and cakes more delicious than usual.

There are also some vegetables planted in the backyard of Fuchu, which are taken care of by the servants. The well water is used to irrigate the vegetables, so they grow very well.

Of course, the small animals in the house are also very fond of. Recently, she saw that the weasel family has gained a lot of weight.

Dean Chen lamented inwardly, the little girl was too kind to the Eighth Prince, she took care of her elder brother, and even showed him her eyes, she really cared.

Sang Qi's face was dark, and the two of them came in and ignored him directly. What kind of little brother and little sister, it's really annoying.

It made people lose their appetite for eating, and angrily picked up the chopsticks, not knowing what kind of food they were holding, and put them in their mouths. The more they chewed, the more delicious they became, and they became addicted.

The sullenness also quietly dissipated, and all my thoughts were on eating.

(end of this chapter)