The Royal’s Little Lady Chapter 611: The King of Guangping who competes with chopped meat

"What are you talking about? How old are you, mother? I'd better wait for you to get married and have a granddaughter. Let me and your father be happy."

Princess Quang Binh’s face turned red when her daughter teased her.

Yan Chuyi smiled happily in her arms: "What's the point? Mom, you are only forty-six years old, you can still have children."

Her mother has taken good care of herself and has not yet gone through menopause. Theoretically speaking, she can naturally become pregnant.

Of course, she was just joking. At such an old age, giving birth to a child may have irreversible effects on Princess Quang Binh's body.

Unexpectedly, Princess Guangping answered quite seriously: "If your father and I really have another child, whether it is a boy or a girl, wouldn't it be for you, especially for your eldest brother? ”

"It's unfair to you, and most unfair to your eldest brother. Likewise, it's unfair to that child. How old will your father and I be when he grows up? We won't even be able to see this child. Get married! At that time, you will have to live with your brother or sister. No matter how nice you are to her (him), you will inevitably feel like you are dependent on others."

"In short, I have always believed that having children at such an old age is unfair to all my children and myself."

Although, in this era, many women are still giving birth in their forties and fifties, and some are even still giving birth in their sixties.

But she never recognized it.

Raising a child does not mean just letting her grow up safely and having enough food and clothing. That will consume a lot of energy.

"Mom, your ideas are so open-minded." Yan Chuyi thought it was rare that ancient people could have such ideas.

What's more, her mother is still a princess, so she doesn't need to take care of the child by herself after birth. As for raising the child, there is no need to help.

"Now, I just hope that you can get married and have two children, and I will feel at ease."

Now Yan Chuyi is the worry of Princess Guangping. She will never let go until she sees her get married and have children happily.

Even the son was put behind.

"Mom, I will be very happy, you don't have to worry."

Yan Chuyi said seriously.

At noon, we have dumplings.

This year, when Yan Chu said that everyone should make dumplings together and not wait for the servants to make them, everyone agreed.

We agreed at the beginning that we would make shrimp stuffing, cabbage and leek stuffing, and a meatball.

After discussing it, we started to take action.

As the only one who knew how to cook, Yan Chuyi began to give orders.

"Mom, let's pick leeks with Lingxiao."

"Dad, brother, you two just cut the meat."

As for her, of course she is making noodles and packing shrimps and cabbage.

Faced with a bunch of green leeks, Princess Guangping and Lingxiao looked at each other: "How do you pick these leeks?"

Yan Chu squatted down and gave them a demonstration first: "Don't throw away these good leaves, it's very wasteful. Just pick off the rotten and stale vegetable leaves."

"Oh, it's still very simple." Ling Xiao read it once and felt it was very simple.

The two men over there are also good at cutting meat...

Yan Chuyi was very happy: "Dad, brother, you have to cut the meat into pieces first, then cut the meat into strips, and finally cut the strips into smaller pieces, and then chop the meat. Come up here. Just chop meat, how can that be done?"

"In the end, they were all chopped off. Is there any difference?" King Guangping felt that he had done nothing wrong.

Yan Chu said: "Okay, just chop slowly. Brother, let me give you a demonstration first."

The meat is all fresh and not very cut, but it’s okay.

Yan Chuyi took a large piece of meat and began to slice it. Her hand holding the kitchen knife was very steady, and the meat she cut was consistent in thickness.

After cutting four or five pieces, they were stacked on top of each other.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The time between the knife landing and the landing seemed to be the same. Yan Jun felt as if his eyes were blurred as the slices of meat turned into strips.

Put all the meat strips upright, raise the knife and lower it, and you will become a little Ding'er.

"That's it, then you can chop it. I will prepare the onions, **** and garlic in a while, and you have to cut them into the meat together."

Then she glanced at her father and saw her father waving a big kitchen knife and chopping at the meat. Every time the kitchen knife cuts into the cutting board, it makes a "dang" sound.

The people who heard it were frightened.

The corner of Yan Chu's mouth twitched, feeling that he had made a wrong decision.

These people all look smart, but they may not know how to cook.

Forget it, that’s it now, why do you still want to do this?

Yan Chu hurriedly kneaded the noodles. After mixing, he covered the dough to let it rest. Then he started peeling garlic and chopping onions and ginger.

During this period, the situation is naturally constant.

But it’s okay, it works.

Just...

"Chuchu, why don't you go and help your father?"

They all started making dumplings, and King Guangping was still chopping meat. Princess Guangping felt sorry for her man.

Before Yan Chu could speak, he heard King Guangping reject immediately: "No! I can do it!"

Isn’t it just chopped meat?

Is it still possible to defeat him, the mighty King Guangping?

"Okay, dad, come on! I believe in you, you can do it."

After boasting, Yan Chuyi himself laughed.

I didn’t expect her father to be so obsessed with chopping meat.

Smiling, Yan Chu put down the dumplings he had just made. As soon as Yan Chu saw his own dumplings, there was a dumpling with fillings exposed everywhere. The white dough was covered with fillings...

"Who made this? If you wrap it like this, it will all turn into soup."

No one said anything.

Yan Chu asked Lingxiao: "Lingxiao, you can't keep it like this..."

"It's not me, it's Yan Junyi's bag." Lingxiao happily handed Yan Junyi out.

The corner of Yan Jun's mouth twitched: "I've squeezed it tightly enough, it shouldn't be exposed."

"Are you sure?"

"...I'm not sure."

Yan Junyi felt that making dumplings was really not suitable for him.

And...

Aware of Ling Xiao's disdainful look, Yan Juan felt that if he continued to retain the contract, his tall and heroic image ~IndoMTL.com~ in Ling Xiao's heart would be in jeopardy.

"I'll light the fire!"

Yan Junyi stood up immediately, he still knew how to light a fire.

I often go out and sometimes I can’t find a place to stay, so I need to sleep in the wild for a night.

So lighting and burning fire are essential skills.

"Go quickly."

Yan Chuyi couldn't help but insult others.

This bag of dumplings is really terrible.

"Oh, mother, your dumpling skin is too big and too thin..."

"Lingxiao, Lingxiao, that's not how it was done!"

A meal of making dumplings is a feast for the eyes.

However, the family is getting along more harmoniously.