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Chapter Ninety-Seven: Making a Fool of Yourself (Part II)


This big pot of red chili almost made Fuquan burst into tears, and Kangxi almost lost his composure.

"Second brother, it would be great to drink some herbal tea."

Kangxi poured tea desperately.

On the side, Concubine Tong snickered.

Kangxi and Fuquan paid great attention to their image and never lost their composure like Long Xi and others.

The faces of the grown men at the table turned red.

Qingyan looked up and stuffed the tripe and louvers into his mouth.

Apart from anything else, Xiaoguai's move shocked even Lanya. .

At the beginning of the period, Qing Yan asked the imperial kitchen to make this pot, and Concubine Tong was extremely happy eating it.

At that time, Qing Yan almost cried because of Ma Jiao.

"Poof" Long Xi found that the food for the Qing Banquet was very delicious, so he directly picked up a piece with his chopsticks.

Longxi's tears kept flowing down, it's so bad Yinzhen snickered, trying this fruit for the first time, there are still very few people who are not too old.

Kangxi and Fuquan watched their brothers lose their composure unkindly.

The smiles in their eyes could not be concealed.

The lettuce on the dining table was being cooked continuously.

Li Dequan and others were even pushed away by Kangxi.

"Xiao Xizi, bring me some tea."

Long Xi felt that his tongue was numb, so he quickly asked his personal servant to prepare the tea.

"Long Xi, you can make enough food and clothing by yourself."

Kangxi glanced at his brothers from the corner of his eye and uttered these eight majestic words.

Long Xi whined and slapped his royal brother.

If he left the table, they wouldn't have taken away all the food in the pot.

Not to mention, this hot pot is extremely spicy, but it makes people want to stop eating it.

"Brother, no need."

Long Xi looked at Fu Quan and said nothing, just eating with his head down.

Fei Yanggu was even more dissatisfied.

He often made pots at home for Qing banquets.

No one here knew better than him what good ingredients would be in them.

"My dear, is there anything else in this pot?"

Kangxi heard that Yinzhen and Qing Yan had been eating hot pot for several days, and the bottom of the pot was never the same every day.

Qing Yan took a moment to look up at Kangxi.

She nodded quickly.

Yinzhen had already placed the food on the small plate in front of her.

"Yin Zhen, let me talk first."

Kangxi looked at the wife-slave-like certain four, feeling sad in his heart.

"Huang Ama, the imperial chef can cook it.

If you eat for seven or eight days in a row, the bottom of the pot will not be the same.

If you want to eat it, just let them cook it."

Yinzhen was a little annoyed.

It was rare for a clear banquet to be eaten obediently.

He was not asked to invite three times or four times.

Concubine Tong had several delicious meals with Yinzhen.

She couldn't help but sigh with emotion when she saw Qing Yan's well-behaved appearance.

"Really?"

Fuquan asked quickly.

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Fuquan was going to take charge of the banquet and asked for the recipe, so he would cook it for his heirs when he returned.

"Yes, Erbo, you want to use it too."

Yinzhen didn't think there was anything good about these hot pots, but they just added a bit of difference in the winter.

"Your Majesty, please give us a copy of the recipe."

Longxi looked at Kangxi pitifully.

During this period, they worked conscientiously on errands.

On the battlefield of winning the rightful son, they took Kangxi's order as the criterion and severely attacked Hesheli.

A family.

Kangxi thought for a moment and asked Li Dequan to handle the matter.

Feiyanggu didn't care about this.

There was no free moment in the empty bowl in front of him, allowing him to fish out the food in the pot.

"Fei Yanggu, you are not kind."

Fuquan glanced out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Chang Ning was the youngest among the brothers, but he was not dissatisfied with his behavior at all.

He even held a handkerchief in his hand and wiped his tears while eating.

Kangxi saw this scene and couldn't help laughing.

Chang Ning is really a talent.

This meal is the most heartwarming for the brothers.

Since the death of the late emperor, the brothers have rarely been able to eat freely.

In the Cining Palace, the Empress Dowager still continued the eating habits outside the customs.

She only had two meals a day, and her young brothers were often very hungry.

Chang Ning and Long Xi's wishes are constantly changing as they grow older.

"My dear, from now on, if you make something delicious, you must give Uncle Qi a portion."

Chang Ning put down his chopsticks, touched his slightly stretched belly, and laughed.

Qing Yan looked at Chang Ning in a daze.

It was the first time she saw a prince who was so careless about his image for eating.

Kangxi looked at Chang Ning's every move and wanted to cover his eyes and pretend not to know this guy.

Yinzhen secretly remembered that the meals prepared by Qingyan himself often used dishes from the space, and those vegetables were better than those outside.

Concubine Tong has been using medicated meals, and she has basically changed the ingredients.

These days, Concubine Tong's body has slowly recovered.

Even the doctors said that according to the speed of Concubine Tong's recovery, she will be like ordinary people when she returns to Beijing.

"Lao Qi, what are you talking about?"

Fuquan scolded Chang Ning, speaking unabashedly in front of the children.

Kangxi couldn't help but feel happy, he still had to protect his younger brother.

"Second brother, Chang Ning has such a temper."

Yinzhen waved to Su Peisheng and asked him to go to the imperial dining room to deliver the ice balls.

After a cup of tea, Li Dequan and his servants respectfully removed the hot pot and brought up the iced meatballs.

On the pink-blue Ru kiln tray, there are ice balls the size of Yuanxiao.

Immediately, Long Xi's eyes shone brightly, and before Kang Xi could start his mouth, he stretched out his hand to eat.

"Cold" Longxi tasted it and was attracted by the creamy ice cream inside.

Every summer was the most difficult time for Longxi, and Kangxi would have to specially batch a lot of ice cubes every time.

Otherwise, Longxi would definitely suffer from heatstroke several times.

This is especially true for Yinzhen.

Fortunately, Qing Yan often makes some delicious ice cream, otherwise, he would definitely become a member of the heatstroke army.

"Little guy, you said this too."

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Long Xi glanced at Fei Yanggu enviously.

Qing Yan nodded.

These were all thought of for Yinzhen.

Starting from this year, Yinzhen is no longer afraid of the scorching heat in summer.

"Four-four can't stand the heat" Qing Yan said five words.

The Nuonuo child's voice immediately made Kangxi and others spit out tea.

Not heat resistant A teacup appeared in Yinzhen's mind.

In his mind, only this object would be defined as heat-intolerant.

"Little boy can't speak," Fei Yanggu explained awkwardly.

Kangxi waved his hand indifferently, and Yinzhen became a wife slave.

Such a sentence would probably not have any effect.

"Little boy!"

Yinzhen called in a long voice, and the little guy immediately became well-behaved.

"I was wrong" Qing Yan has a good attitude towards admitting his mistakes "I admit my mistake, but I refuse to repent," Yinzhen muttered softly.

This sentence unintentionally poked Kangxi's mind.

This sentence is more appropriate for Long Xi and Chang Ning.

These two people defied the order and left the capital without authorization for food.

Kangxi had talked about this many times.

"Si Si, you can't say that about me" Qing Yan was furious.

Kangxi didn't care about the nickname she gave Yinzhen.

In front of outsiders, Qingyan definitely gave Yinzhen face.

In front of their families, everyone put down their heavy burdens and couldn't help but show their true nature.

Yinzhen pinched her little nose, holding a silver fork in his left hand, and fed Qing Yan

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