[Honghuang] Donghuang Daolu is Tongtian's apprentice

Chapter 127 Chicken Legs for Lunch

On the sun star, in the Taiyi bedroom, in the study, he was sitting behind the desk with a memorial in his hand, watching and listening to Shang Yang's report on the latest military affairs.

"That's about it for this period of time. There are no major problems. Your Majesty can rest assured." Shang Yang reported the recent events in a serious manner.

"En." Taiyi put down the memorial in his hand, picked up the pen beside him, Zhu approved the word 'Zhun', and then pressed it with a seal, and a big Sun Golden Crow flapping its wings to fly was printed on it.

After everything was finished, Tai Yi handed the memorial to him, "I have read it, and there is really nothing wrong with it, just follow the usual practice."

"Yes, this subordinate takes orders!" After hearing this, Shang Yang bowed his hands and took the memorial.

When he was about to turn around and leave, Taiyi suddenly remembered something and stopped him, "Wait!"

"Your Majesty, what other orders do you have?" Shang Yang immediately turned back and asked.

"Order the Imperial Dining Room to add a chicken leg to Bai Ze for lunch today." Tai Yi raised his chin, "Go yourself!" He blinked.

"Uh," the sudden strange request made Shangyang's brain freeze for a moment, but he quickly agreed, "Yes, this subordinate obeys!" After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

When Shang Yang left the Taiyi bedroom and walked on the palace road, he had been thinking about one thing.

"Did Your Majesty ask me to deliver it in person, or did I make it myself and then deliver it?" His straight and unbending mind couldn't figure out this question that had turned a corner for a moment.

After thinking about it for a long time, he was about to return to Bai Ze's bedroom, so he finally chose the latter, and decided to make it himself before delivering it.

Because he thinks it's safer.Thinking of this, he turned and went to the imperial dining room.

When he arrived at the imperial dining room, Shang Yang chased away all the male demons who wanted to come up to show their courtesies, leaving only the male demon with the best cooking skills. .

"Master Shangyang, I don't know if you came here in person, what's your order?" The male demon smiled, moved closer to Shangyang, and asked.

"Uh," Shang Yang didn't know how to speak, but finally looked at him and said, "I want to ask you, can you teach me how to cook chicken drumsticks?"

"Ah?" The male demon was stunned for a moment, thinking he was hallucinating.

"Can't you?" Shang Yang glanced at him and asked.

"No, no," the male monster reacted, shaking his head, "No problem! No problem!" He nodded again and again.

It's just that the male demon was a little puzzled, "Master Shangyang, if you want to eat chicken drumsticks, you can just order it at any time. The subordinates can make any taste, so why do you have to do it yourself?" He was a little confused.

"You don't understand! His Majesty the Eastern Emperor ordered me to do it myself!" Although Shang Yang himself didn't quite understand what was going on, he replied with an unfathomable face.

This appearance successfully frightened the male monster. "It turned out to be His Majesty Donghuang's order, so the subordinate will naturally obey the order, you come to the back room!" He made a gesture of 'please'.

Shang Yang followed him into the inner room, and then he demonstrated it first, prepared all kinds of materials, and then cooked the chicken legs on the stove. It is very important and must not be ignored."

"Yeah." Shang Yang nodded, watching his cooking steps carefully.

The male demon used his power to control the fire, reducing the time it takes to stew the soup. After a while, he put the chicken legs in to cook, adding various seasonings and side dishes from time to time, and cooked for a while, finally it was cooked.

The male demon filled a chicken leg and put some soup into a glass bowl, brought it in front of Shang Yang, and took another pair of chopsticks, "Master Shang Yang, try it!" He handed it forward.

"Not bad." Shang Yang took the bowl and chopsticks, took a bite of the chicken leg first, and then took another sip of the soup. After swallowing it, he nodded and praised.

"Thank you sir." The male demon bowed and smiled.

"Your cooking is delicious, so let me cook it now, and you can help me see." Shang Yang handed him the bowl and chopsticks. "Just say what's wrong. There's no need to be scruples." He thought for a while and added another sentence.

The latter quickly picked it up, and hurriedly said, "Yes!"

Shang Yang walked to the chopping board. For the first time, he put down his sword and picked up the kitchen knife. After a while, the sound of chopping vegetables and the sound of the fire crackling could be heard in the room.

As the fire got hotter, the soup in the pot began to gurgle.Seeing that the soup and chicken legs were similar, Shang Yang put a little into a bowl with a spoon and tasted it.

"Why do I use the same ingredients and cook the soup in the same order as you, but the taste is not the same?" Shang Yang took a sip of the soup he cooked, a little dissatisfied, he looked at the male demon beside him , asked.

"That may be because the cooked monster is different." The male monster thought for a while and asked with a smile. "Master Shangyang, my subordinates can only teach you the method, but even if you use the same ingredients, because the soup is made with different monsters, the taste will naturally be different."

"Is that so?" Shang Yang was thoughtful.

"Of course! Also, if you cook it for different monsters, the emotions contained in it will naturally be different, and the taste of the cooked food will naturally be different." The male monster asked curiously. One sentence. "Who are you cooking for?"

"It turned out to be like this." After hearing this, Shang Yang thought about Tai Yi's words again, and suddenly he understood. He thought of Bai Ze, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Then let's cook it again!" Shang Yang didn't answer his question, but said impatiently.

"Yes!" The male demon nodded quickly after hearing this.

In this way, two hours passed.

After Shang Yang lifted the lid of the soup pot again, he took a spoonful of it and tasted it. He thought it was all right, but he was not sure, so he let the male demon taste it again, and asked, "How is it this time?"

"I've made great progress, and it's no worse than what my subordinates have done." After tasting it, the male demon replied honestly.

"Then let's cook it again!" Shang Yang's confidence doubled after hearing this.

"But, my lord, you have already cooked five or six pots." The male demon reminded him worried that he would be tired. "Do you want to take a break?" He asked concerned.

"It's okay!" Shang Yang didn't care. He glanced at the sky and saw that the sun was coming up. "It's almost noon. I have to cook the chicken legs quickly, or I won't have time to feed him."

"You mean, Lord Bai Ze?" Seeing his sweet face, the male demon asked curiously, thinking of the previous rumors in the heavenly court.

"Yeah." Rarely, Shangyang did not refute, but nodded with a smile.

"Master Bai Ze is really blessed!" The male demon was a little envious.

"That's right!" Shang Yang raised his chin and said proudly after hearing this.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's not talk about it, let's cook it again." Shang Yang put down the spoon and walked to the chopping board, the male demon followed, and they started the process of cooking chicken drumsticks again.

After a lot of effort, Shang Yang finally got out the chicken legs and soup before lunch, this time he was very satisfied, he carried the soup on a tray and quickly returned to Bai Ze's bedroom .

At this time, Bai Ze was reviewing the memorial, because not all the memorials had to be reviewed by the two majesties, and before submitting to the two majesties, Bai Ze had to go through it first, and he would not bother with it if he could decide Your Majesties.

When Shang Yang came in with the soup, Bai Ze was reviewing the memorial with a pen.

"I'll approve it later, let's eat something first!" Shang Yang glanced at him, came in with a tray, walked to him, and said casually.

"Are you here?" Seeing him coming in, Bai Ze quickly pushed everything on the table aside, waved his hand, and after a stream of milky white light, the pens and papers disappeared.

"Why did you bring lunch today?" Bai Ze asked curiously when he saw him put the tray on the table.

"What? Can't you do it?" Shang Yang lifted the lid, filled half a bowl of soup into the bowl, then put a chicken leg in and handed it to him.

"Of course not!" Bai Ze smelled the aroma, and hearing his question, quickly shook his head and reached out to take it. "I have soup today, wow! There are also chicken legs," he sniffed, and said intoxicated, "It smells so good!"

He took a spoonful of it with a spoon and was about to put it in his mouth.Hearing Shang Yang say, "Of course it smells delicious! I made this with my own hands!" He remembered his hard work, heard his praise, and raised his chin proudly.

But as soon as these words fell into Bai Ze's ears, his hands holding the bowl trembled a little, "You said you made this yourself?" He swallowed, glanced at him, and confirmed.

"Yes, are you moved?" Shang Yang looked down and looked at him expectantly.

"Don't dare to move! Don't dare to move!" Hearing this, Bai Ze froze and muttered softly.

"What did you just say?" Shang Yang vaguely heard something, and he asked.

"I, I mean," Bai Ze glanced at the steaming chicken legs and soup, made a quick decision, and immediately changed his words, "I'm so touched!"

"I just think it's too much trouble for you. Why do you still cook it yourself? Just tell them what you want to eat." He looked very considerate of him.

"What's this?" Shang Yang didn't think there was anything wrong, "It's not a big trouble to make it for you to eat. You can try it quickly, do you like it?" He raised his hand and looked at him expectantly.

"I, I," Bai Ze felt at the moment that he was rushing the ducks to go on the shelf, and he would have to go on the shelves if he didn't, but he was particularly suspicious of the taste of the soup and chicken legs. Even if it smelled good, it still couldn't reduce the fear in his heart. .

"Have you eaten?" Bai Ze had an idea, and asked instead.

"Not yet." Shang Yang shook his head honestly.

Shang Yang only tasted a little of this soup, and stopped after confirming that it tasted right. He didn't eat the chicken leg in it, but wanted him to eat it first, so he brought it over in a hurry.

"You haven't eaten yet, how can I eat first? Right." Hearing this, Bai Ze immediately brought the bowl to Shang Yang with a smile. "Why don't you come first?" He said earnestly.

"No," Shang Yang pushed back, "I made this specially for you, you can try it!" He looked at him expectantly and said.

"No, no, you should come first." Bai Ze pushed the bowl back.

"Come on!" Shang Yang took him politely and pushed him back.

"Come here!" Bai Ze handed the bowl in front of him.

"It's up to you!" Shang Yang pushed back.

"Hurry up and eat!" Bai Ze handed the bowl to him again.

"You still eat!" Shang Yang pushed back again.

……

The two of them pushed back and forth like this, and after a while, no matter how nervous Shang Yang was, he felt something was wrong.

Just when Bai Ze pushed the bowl back again, Shang Yang's temper completely rose!He snatched the bowl and put it on the table!

"Bang!", Bai Ze completely stopped.

The chicken legs in the bowl were about to fly out, but fortunately Shangyang protected it just now, but the soup spilled out a little!

"Love it or not! If you don't eat it, you'll lose it!" Shang Yang pursed his lips, resisting the soreness in his eyes, and left with a flick of his sleeves!

When he ran out, the imperial dining room just happened to send someone to deliver other lunches. Coincidentally, the one who came this time happened to be the boy who cooked soup with Shang Yang in the morning. Originally, he was not needed for such trivial matters, but He wanted to see the follow-up, so he took the initiative to come here.

"Master Bai Ze? Master Shangyang, what's the matter?" He just came in with a food box, and Shangyang ran out in a hurry and bumped into him.He looked at his back in confusion, then turned back to ask Bai Ze.

"I," Bai Ze stared blankly at his back, "I don't know either."

"Oh, I see, he must be shy." The male monster didn't know what to think, and brought the food box to Bai Ze, and when he looked down, he saw the chicken legs and soup on the table.

"Master Shangyang specially used the chicken legs and soup that he cooked for you all morning. He really cared for you," the male demon looked at the soup on the table and said with a smile.

"He came to me early this morning and asked me to teach him how to cook chicken drumsticks, and he cooked them seven or eight times in a row until the taste was right. No, it will be delivered as soon as the stew is finished," he pointed to the table Soup and chicken legs on the table, "Have you tasted it? It tastes good."

"What?!" Hearing this, Bai Ze immediately picked up the bowl. Before he could use his chopsticks, he reached out and grabbed the chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it. The chicken was fragrant but not greasy. After drinking the soup, the soup is also full of fragrance.

"I was wrong! I was wrong!" He ate the bowl of chicken drumsticks and soup, his mouth was full of oil stains, but he couldn't care about it. He put down the bowl, regretful, flustered, and didn't move He stopped, and chased after Shang Yang in the direction he left just now.

"Master Bai Ze! Master Bai Ze! What are you doing?" The male demon saw him leaving suddenly, and shouted loudly.

Bai Ze ran fast, at this moment he didn't think about anything else, he only wanted to find Shang Yang, and he didn't look back no matter how the male demon behind him called!