Chapter 17 Invite You to Eat Fat Sausage

In the past, he was a terribly picky eater. He served ten dishes, and nine and a half of them were not to his liking.

now……

There were only two dishes and one soup on the table, neither the color nor the aroma, and he still ate with relish.

After Zhao Yuanjing finished eating, he asked as usual: "What is this dish?"

Liu Dequan looked at the servant girl.

The palace maid faltered and hesitated a bit.

Liu Dequan was in a hurry: "Your mouth is locked? Say it quickly!"

The servant girl lowered her head and whispered two words.

Liu Dequan couldn't hear clearly, so he moved closer.

The maid said it again.

Now he heard it.

Liu Dequan's expression instantly became wonderful.

He subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at the dish again.

To be honest, he has never eaten this stuff...

After all, he is the prince's personal servant, although he looks like a grandson in front of the prince, but outside, he is also a master, who eats and drinks spicy food.

Liu Dequan didn't understand.

Aunt Mo Chun has always been a prudent person, why did she suddenly have a seizure and present this kind of pickled food to the prince?

The old man is still waiting for an answer.

Liu Dequan bit the bullet, leaned closer to Zhao Yuanjing's ear, and whispered the name of the dish.

Zhao Yuanjing froze for a moment, as if he doubted his ears.

He glanced at Liu Dequan.

Liu Dequan drooped his head in cold sweat, not daring to meet his gaze.

Grandpa is a person with severe cleanliness.

They don't even eat this kind of thing, but they dare to give it to the master. It seems that the people in the small kitchen have to change a group this time.

Liu Dequan was thinking in his heart, when he heard the prince said leisurely: "This dish tastes good, Liu Dequan, take it for them to taste."

The "them" he was talking about naturally meant Concubine Chen, Guo Liangyuan and Lin Fengyi.

It is a common occurrence that the master rewards the slaves for what is left over from eating, and it is an honor.

In front of the crown prince, even the side concubine Liangyuan is still a slave.

Liu Dequan held the plate, divided it into three small portions with silver chopsticks, and sent them to Concubine Chen and the others.

Grandpa rewards, must eat.

Concubine Chen was spoiled and spoiled, she felt nauseous when she smelled it, but she couldn't vomit, she had to taste it happily.

She took a piece and put it in her mouth.

The taste is quite good, that's the taste...

It tastes weird.

Guo Liangyuan has always been docile, she ate with chopsticks, thanked the crown prince, and showed no other expression.

Lin Fengyi was different. In order to show that she had the same taste as the prince, she was all smiles and praised a lot, and she insisted on eating a small plate of food.

After eating, she wiped her lips with a handkerchief, and said with a sweet smile, "Although it smells weird, it still tastes good."

Zhao Yuanjing propped his chin with one hand, looked at them with narrow and long phoenix eyes, and there was no expression on his handsome face.

Although the crown prince has always been weak, whenever he looks at people with cold eyes like this, it makes people feel cold for no reason.

"Have you finished eating?" Zhao Yuanjing asked quietly.

"Returning to Master, several young masters have used it." Liu Dequan said.

Zhao Yuanjing nodded slightly and said, "Tell them what this is."

Concubine Chen and the others all looked at Liu Dequan.

Liu Dequan laughed secretly, cleared his throat, and raised his voice and said, "Masters, let me tell you that this dish is called vinegar fat intestines."

Fat...intestine?

The name sounds a little disturbing.

Lin Fengyi asked: "What is a fat intestine?"

Liu Dequan replied: "It's the large intestine of a pig, and the pig's offal."

The three concubines were all stunned.

Then Concubine Chen vomited directly.

Digression: The ancient nobles didn't eat much pork, thinking that pork was dirty and cheap. After Song Dongpo of the Northern Song Dynasty invented Dongpo pork, pork began to be served on the table. But it was not until the Qing Dynasty that pork became popular among the nobles. There is a poem "Eating Pork" by Dongpo foodie, Huangzhou is good pork, and it is cheap and dung. The rich refuse to eat, and the poor don't understand how to cook. Slow fire, less water, when the fire is full, it will be beautiful. Come to eat a bowl early every day, and you will be so full that you don't care.