The reborn prince's little palace maid in the apocalypse

Xiaoba used her experience in the dining room for three years to judge that this pot of soup was definitely old soup, and the two chickens had been stewed for more than a day.

She thought so and asked.

"This lady has really good eyesight. I have been stewing this old soup for almost thirty years. The chicken in this pot is changed every five days now. After the summer solstice, it will be changed every three days."

A pot of soup has been stewed for thirty years, no wonder it is so fragrant. Even the old soup in the imperial dining room only needs to be stewed for three to five days. The rest all depends on the skills and seasoning of the imperial chef.

Seeing the plump white wontons as big as a baby's fist rolling up and down in the soup, Xiao Ba almost said "wow".

This was the first time she had seen such big wontons. Gongli's packaging was small and exquisite. After being cooked, the skin was as thin as transparent crystal, crystal clear.

And the wontons here are almost as big as dumplings.

Guarding the pot where food is cooked is one of Xiaoba's 'little' hobbies, but the old man who cooks wontons doesn't know that! He thought that the lady from which family was curious, had never seen wontons cooked before, or had never seen such a big pot?

After all, his pots are specially made. Children often surround his pots and shout, "What a big pot!"

Afraid that his movements would be too big and the soup in the pot would splash onto Xiao Ba's body, the old man became cautious in his movements. Not to mention it burned someone, even if it stained the clothes, the two old guys couldn't afford to sell it to them.

Yan Sinian naturally saw the old man's discomfort, but what did it have to do with him? He could only obey and pamper Xiaoba, how could it be because others disturbed her interest.

(Author’s note: Yan Sinian is His Highness the Crown Prince. Anyone who sees him will kneel down and kowtow. If the little cuties reading this article do not have the same social status, please take good care of your own little treasures (naughty children) and don’t let them Their unreasonable and ignorant behavior disturbs or destroys the normal and orderly work and life of others. Of course, if your little baby (naughty child) has Xiaoba's ability, I will pretend that I didn't say this.)

At this time, the three men at another table had already started to drink their wontons. One of them, who looked young, took out an oil paper bag from his arms and said with a smile: "Two Brother, see what good things I have here?"

The remaining two people, one fat and one thin, looked at the oil paper bag on the table at the same time: "What good stuff?"

"hey-hey!"

There are three people, the thin one is called Zhang San, the fat one is called Zhao Si, and the remaining one is called Wang Wu.

Wang Wu smiled and opened the oil paper bag, only to see some scattered pig head meat and some shredded chicken inside. If he looked carefully, he could also see some chopped pig feet and pig tails.

"Where did this come from?" Zhang San asked.

"When I was finishing work today, I passed by Master Chen Liu's house. It happened that Master Chen Liu had just finished eating. How good I am! I went directly to help clear the table. I asked Master Chen Liu where to put the remaining things? Master Liu Just tell me to reward me. I will take care of everything right away." Wang Wu looked like he was taking advantage.

These three people were working odd jobs. On a good day, they could earn more than ten dollars a day. On a bad day, they could even go hungry for three days. The three of them were still very happy to get so much meat for free, even though it was leftover from other people's meals.

After taking a bite of hot wontons and a bite of pork head meat, the three of them were so beautiful that their mouths cluttered.

Wang Wu picked up a piece of pig tail and swung it back and forth in his mouth, sighing, "It would be nice to drink some wine."

So he shouted to the old man who was cooking wontons: "Uncle Dong, do you have any wine?"

Uncle Dong's mind was completely distracted by Xiao Ba who was staring at the wontons in his pot, and he didn't have time to reply to Wang Wu's words.

He was intercepted by Zhao Si on the other side, "Why are you drinking? If you drink too much, you won't be able to get up tomorrow, and your work will be delayed for another day."

Zhang San also said: "Your fourth brother is right, work hard, save some money, and marry a daughter-in-law and build a family next year."

Wang Wu spat out the bones in his mouth and retorted: "No, I'm so good now. One person is full and the whole family is not hungry. Besides, what's the benefit of having a wife?! What if I meet someone like my sister-in-law? You are not allowed to hit me eight times a day.”

He said this to Zhang San. Zhang San's wife was well-known in their area. She would chase Zhang San and beat her up no matter what happened. Even though Zhang San is quite tall, when he sees his wife, he is like a mouse seeing a cat. When his wife glares at him, his legs weaken.

"I think my sister-in-law is doing well! She talks and does things, and everything comes together!" Zhao Si looked at Zhang San seriously. "When will my sister-in-law take care of my wife? She is leisurely and gentle day by day. She can't even speak loudly!"

"Don't be ignorant of your blessings. Who wouldn't say that our brothers and sisters are the most gentle and virtuous. If I had a wife like this, I would wake up laughing even in my dreams." Zhang San looked at Zhao Si with disdain.

"Hey! What are you..." Wang Wu held the chopsticks in his hand and nodded at Zhang San and Zhao Si.

"What do you want to say?" The two looked at Wang Wu together.

Wang Wu scratched his head and thought for a while: "How did you say those words on the stage? By the way, you guys call this a mismatch in marriage, why don't you change your wives! Ah!"

Uncle Dong had just delivered a bowl of wontons to Yan Sinian's table, and was about to go back to get the second bowl. He happened to pass behind Wang Wu, and when he heard what he said, he slapped him on the back of the head. . "You didn't even drink this! Why is there too much? What about Hu Qin? This is nonsense!"

"And you two!" Uncle Dong pointed at Zhang San and Zhao Si, "Stop listening to his nonsense. As a couple, you should look more at each other's benefits."

"Of course, of course." Although Zhang San and Zhao Si agreed with Uncle Dong's words, when their eyes met and then moved away, they both saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.

Xiao Ba returned to his table when Uncle Dong went to bring the second bowl of wontons.

"This young master makes you laugh. He is a rough man and doesn't shy away from anything he says." Uncle Dong explained to Yan Sinian by giving him wontons.

"It doesn't matter!"

"You have a big belly! By the way, although the wontons in our store are made with chicken soup, they are filled with vegetarian food. You two have a try. If it is not delicious, please bring more." Uncle Dong is afraid that these two people will eat it. If you are used to good food, then you feel it doesn't taste good, so you open the stall again.

"Suck! Suck!" Before Uncle Dong finished speaking, Xiaoba had already sucked half the bowl.