Evil Prince, Come Play With Me Chapter 1067:


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Fortunately, there are many cooks in the kitchen, so I can cook all kinds of dishes.

Sometimes Gu Bailu also teaches chefs to cook modern dishes.

But today she especially wants to eat sour gnocchi.

“Tell them to do it.” Feng Qingtian didn’t think this was a problem.

Gu Bailu blinked and looked at him: “But… Lord, I want to eat what you make. I haven’t eaten what you make yet, so I think it must be the best sour gnocchi in the world.” /

Feng Qingtian: “…”

He?

To cook?

As the Emperor of Heaven who has succeeded to the throne for tens of thousands of years, Feng Qingtian didn’t even know what food was before. It was completely inhumane.

Even if he was reincarnated as a human, he had only cooked food for Gu Bailu on the boat last time.

Gu Bailu loves to eat, he can’t bear to let her into the kitchen, but he gets the cook and let her teach the cook to do it.

Now let him do sour gnocchi?

He doesn’t know where the door of the Wangfu Kitchen opens.

What the **** is sour gnocchi and what is it made of?

“Can I use my spiritual power to do it well?” The mad wife pet demon looked at Gu Bailu. He couldn’t refuse the lady so expecting.

Gu Bailu shook her head: “No way.”

“I haven’t done it.”

He didn’t mind going into the kitchen to make food for his wife, but he really didn’t understand this thing at all, he was completely a layman.

Gu Bailu pursed her lips, didn’t speak, and looked at him like that.

Feng Qingtian gritted his teeth: “I will do it.”

Gu Bailu smiled immediately: “Hao Le, then I’ll wait to eat.”

Feng Qingtian bit his head and stepped into the kitchen.

The cooks in the kitchen are all dumbfounded, why would they come here?

Feng Qingtian looked at the things in the kitchen. He knew a few of them. He was marching in the field and he occasionally roasted a chicken or two by himself.

The other ingredients really know him, but he may not even know them.

“This king should do sour gnocchi, teach this king how to do it.” Feng Qingtian acknowledged his fate and had to do it if he agreed.

Not to mention that he is so smart, he doesn’t believe that making a bowl of sour gnocchi will stump him.

The people in the kitchen are so nervous, they don’t think what’s going on with them, they want to come to the kitchen to make things by themselves.

“My lord, why don’t you look at it, and the little one will do it for you…”

Then you just take the small ones and eat them.

Feng Qingtian glanced at him: “The princess wants to eat, this king has to cook it himself, and teach it quickly.”

Feng Qingtian is clever. Although he has never done it before, he finally made the sour gnocchi after going through the materials ten times.

The cooks praised him for being great, and said that the sour gnocchi was well done.

Feng Qingtian took a bite by himself. It was delicious. It was not as good as Gu Bailu usually eats.

Even if his craft is taught by a cook, he hasn’t mastered the heat well, so naturally he won’t be able to climb the sky.

But how could Feng Qingtian bear the heart to let Gu Bailu eat such a terrible thing.

He has been studying on his own in the kitchen again, and after the research is barely satisfied, it is already night time.

Su Shenfan came back from the outside and was a little hungry, and didn’t want to go back to face Su Lian. She was confused and still didn’t fully think about whether she should let Su Lian give birth to the child like this.

He naturally went to the kitchen. He wanted to eat and had to pass various meals. It was too much trouble, so he might as well just come to the kitchen to eat.

The food made by the cooks in the King’s Mansion is better than those outside.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I saw that the big kitchen is still busy.


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