Chapter 294 The food in the General’s Mansion is addictive


    In the front hall, the servants served the food. Dean Chen and Sang Qi were already seated. In this short morning, the dean''s face became darker and darker.


    He really couldn''t understand how the dignified prince could care so much about eating.


    After only a few pages of Guodian, he ate more than half a plate of pastries and drank two cups of milk tea.


    ?Now I’m staring at a table of food again, it looks like...


    "Prince, can you still eat it?" Dean Chen couldn''t help but ask.


    “Not bad.” Although Sang Zhi was not very hungry, the food in front of him was fragrant, and there were many novel ones that he had never seen before.


    The pastries are delicious, wouldn’t the food be even better?


    “Although Prince’s pastry and food are delicious, you should not eat too much. You must be in moderation and learn to hide it. Even if it is delicious, you cannot show it. If you let someone know about it and manipulate the food, it will cause trouble." Dean Chen taught.


    Sang Qi pursed his lips, glanced at the food, and said, "Dean, I understand."


    “It’s good to understand. You are different from others, so you have to be more cautious.” Dean Chen made a detailed point.


    After all, he is an eight-year-old child, his childlike innocence is still there, and he still has a lot to learn.


    Ye Qianning and Sang Zhi walked into the hall and saw that Master and Sang Qi had already arrived.


    “Master.” Ye Qianning called.


    “Dean.” Sang Zhi saluted to the dean and then to Sang Qi: “His Royal Highness.”


    “It’s useless to ask you to make mistakes in every classic.” Sang Qi snorted disdainfully.


    "Sit down, the food is almost cold." Dean Chen said, looking at Ye Qianning''s wrapped hand: "Is the hand injury serious?"


    Ye Qianning sat down and waved her little hand: "It''s just a bit of skin damage. The injury is to my left hand. It doesn''t affect holding chopsticks."


    “Reckless.” Dean Chen shook his head.


    “Brother, sit here.” Ye Qianning pointed to the seat next to him. Sang Zhi nodded and walked over to sit down.


    “Brother, what do you like to eat? The food here is delicious. I’ll pick up the food for you.” Ye Qianning was almost standing on the chair, holding chopsticks in her little hands to pick up the food in Sang Zhi’s bowl.


    "I''ll do it myself. Sit down and be careful if you fall." Sang Zhi stretched out his hand to support her.


    "It''s okay." Ye Qianning sat down and said, "Brother, give it a try and see how our cook in the General''s Mansion is doing."


    “Yes.” Seeing that she was done, Sang Zhi picked up the chopsticks to taste the dishes in the bowl.


    Ye Qianning stared at him with big eyes. When he saw him eating a few mouthfuls, he suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes: "My chef cooks delicious food, right?"


    “Well, it’s delicious.” Sang Zhi had never eaten such a sumptuous and delicious meal.


    "It''s delicious. Eat more. Come to my house often from now on. My cook will be very good at it." Ye Qianning kept chattering while eating.


    ??? Recently, the cook at home has become very good at cooking. She poured some water from the well into the space, and the cooking and pastries are more delicious than usual.


    There are also some vegetables planted in the backyard of Fuzhong, which are taken care of by a dedicated servant. The vegetables are watered with well water, so they grow very well.


    Of course, the small animals in the house also like it very much. Recently, she saw that the weasel family has gained a lot of weight.


    Dean Chen lamented inwardly that the little girl was too kind to the Eighth Prince. She treated him like a brother and even went out of her way to show him his eyes. She was really caring.


    Sang Qi''s little face turned dark. The two of them came in and ignored him. What a little brother and little sister. They were so boring that it really made people angry.


    It made people lose their appetite for eating. They picked up the chopsticks angrily and put it into their mouths without knowing what kind of food they were picking up. The more they chewed, the more delicious they became. One bite became addictive.


    The stuffiness has quietly dissipated, and all I can think about is eating.


    (End of this chapter)