I became a heartthrob after wearing the white moonlight cannon fodder as the villain

There was a very subtle shock in Gujing Wubo's eyes, and then he said with a normal face, "I don't know."

Xuan Mingye asked: "Why didn't you ask me, why did you suddenly ask this person?"

The man still said as usual: "If you want to say it, you will naturally say it."

Xuan Mingye didn't make a fool of himself either, and said, "I just suddenly became interested and wanted to talk to someone about him. Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just my new favorite. This year is seventeen, and he's a lowly juggler Strange to say, his body is white and delicate, and his cold white skin is really good-looking. In addition, he has practiced kung fu since he was a child, and he is as soft as boneless. He is really... tsk, it’s not a good feeling. These days I have a lot Fortunately, that tightness is also the most wonderful thing in the world."

There was no expression on the man's face, he just said: "Oh, as long as you are happy, anyway, you don't have many lewd things like this."

A smile appeared on Xuan Mingye's face, and he said, "I'm just surprised that men are more addictive than women when they are degraded."

Xuan Mingye didn't linger much after saying a lot of nonsense, and then left the dungeon.

Yuan Feng was also very surprised, what happened to the emperor, and ran to an assassin to say these words.

Could it be that he was really bored after staying in the palace for a long time?

However, as soon as they got out of the dungeon, the beautiful face of the man in the prison revealed a look of extreme pain.

His body was shaking like chaff, and after a while, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

However, Xuan Mingye's business was as usual, he seemed to have just casually told that person, and never mentioned it again.

When he returned to the palace, he saw that Chu Fengjue was still asleep, so he didn't bother him, and went to sleep in another side hall.

When Chu Fengjue woke up the next day, he felt that he had been hollowed out by the dog emperor again.

He whispered to Daji: "Will everyone die if this goes on?"

Daji said: "No, you are young and full of energy. But big, you still need to eat more, too thin and easy to get tired."

Chu Fengjue said: "You enjoyed watching the play, did you record the process?"

Daji said: "Is there any need? If so, I will record it for you."

Chu Fengjue remained silent, as if he was seriously considering Daji's suggestion.

After thinking about it, forget it, recording this thing can’t be realized.

He didn't want to see the Dog Emperor's appearance when he licked himself, it must be quite yd!

Daji said: "Then... shall we take on the next mission?"

The humble little ai tried online. Compared with the same period, he felt that the progress of his task was really too slow!

If this period of attendance fails, I'm afraid I will be compared by that idiot with number 007.

As a good employee, he couldn't let this happen.

Fortunately, Chu Fengjue didn't push back this time, and said, "Okay! What's the next task?"

Daji was so moved that she was about to cry, and immediately opened the scroll, and the notification of the task distribution came: "The History of the Qing Dynasty, Volume [-], Chapter [-]: Use the skillful cook gift bag to cook a dish for the emperor by yourself. To capture a man's heart, one must first learn to conquer his stomach."

After the notification of the task distribution, Daji said: "Master, this is the last task of this volume, you must be careful!"

I finished the task in a daze a few times before, but this time I must not mess around again!

After all, not every success can be blessed by luck.

Chu Fengjue said excitedly: "Really? After completing this task, you will have a mobile phone, right?"

Daji nodded slowly, and said, "Yeah, yes, big!"

Chu Fengjue got up immediately, opened the bed curtain, and shouted to the outside: "Hu Po, wash up for the hall."

Amber immediately came in with a group of young maids. They were holding toiletries and clothes and stood in two rows in the hall.

Chu Fengjue thought to himself that there is no need for such a big show, right?

The voice of another court lady came again: "This servant waits for His Royal Highness Concubine Chu to get up."

Chu Fengjue glanced out curiously, and asked, "Yo? There's a new lady here?"

The girl smiled softly, and bowed to Chu Fengjue to salute: "Your servant, tortoise, will serve His Highness Concubine Chu together with Sister Hu Po from now on."

Chu Fengjue saw that there were several new faces beside him.

Hu Po stuck out her tongue playfully, and said, "Master, you have just been promoted by the emperor, so you must act according to the standards of a concubine."

The implication is that there are at least two maids-in-waiting, four maids-in-waiting, four junior eunuchs, and a few miscellaneous servants serving on the concubine's position.

Chu Fengjue is quite happy, at least he is now on the way to upgrade.

Peacocks are embroidered on a luxurious palace dress, which is very colorful and beautiful.

Tortoiseshell has a pair of skillful hands, combing his hair in a very neat bun.

After tidying up, Chu Fengjue said to Hu Po: "Um... is there a small kitchen in the dome palace? I... I want to cook a dish for the emperor myself!"

Hu Po said: "Yes, this servant will take His Highness there."

Chu Fengjue said to Daji in the system: "One thing to say, I don't know how to cook."

Daji said: "Don't worry! Even if you make something casually, with the buff of the skillful cook, you can make delicious food like no other in the world."

Chu Fengjue didn't worry anymore, he entered the small kitchen with a smile.

This small kitchen is where Xuan Mingye cooks when he gets hungry in the middle of the night. There is a royal chef who works here every night in shifts.

After Chu Fengjue came over, the chefs handed over the entire small kitchen to the new favorite concubine, and retreated to the back to wait on her.

So that when this noble person needs to help, there will be someone to respond at any time.

Chu Fengjue asked Daji: "You tell me, what do you need?"

Daji called out a recipe for him: Bergamot Cake

While unfolding the recipe for him, he said: "Let's make dim sum! It's simple and easy to make, the emperor will definitely like it."

Chu Fengjue thought for a while, and analyzed to him: "The main ingredient for making dim sum is flour. Although there is wheat in Dazhou, this social node mainly eats grain seed rice. So far, there has been no such thing as grinding seeds into powder. precedent."

In short, there is no flour here.

If you want flour, you must first have a stone mill.

But there is no stone mill here, so if we make a stone mill now, I am afraid that it will be the year of the monkey.

Daji blushed, and said, "How about... let's change one?"

As a result, Daji looked through the recipes, probably because Da Zhou was too old, and none of his cooking methods could be applied here.

Chu Fengjue sighed slightly, and said, "Forget it, let me figure out a way!"

As he spoke, he greeted the chef and said to the chef, "Is there any stone mortar?"

The chef replied: "Yes, I will go get it right away."

Soon, two chefs brought the mortar.

Chu Fengjue said again: "Bring some wheat and try to make some."

The chefs didn't know what Chu Fengjue was going to do, so they had to follow suit.

When the chefs brought the wheat, Chu Fengjue ordered: "Trouble you two, smash the wheat."

The chefs were even more clueless, but they could only follow the master's orders.

This whole process of tinkering can be regarded as exhausting the chefs.

What's worse is that they fiddled with it for a long time, but the master kept saying that it wasn't detailed enough, not detailed enough, not detailed enough.

What kind of mortar should be made to be fine enough?

It was finally thin enough, and the master asked again: "Is there any fine gauze? It needs to be clean, unpainted, the thinner the better."

The chefs were dumbfounded, so they went to the Shangzhi Bureau and found the thinnest gauze in the legend.

Chu Fengjue asked the two of them to support the gauze, and passed the mortared wheat flour through the gauze once.

Looking at the fine white flour, he finally said with satisfaction: "Okay, that's enough, thank you guys for your hard work."

The chefs breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Chu Fengjue took a large porcelain basin and poured flour into it.

Water was scooped up again, and the wheat flour was kneaded into a hard dough.

Looking left and right, he smiled and said to the chef: "Please, brothers, help me find a wooden stick with a smooth surface, it's clean."

It doesn't matter if it's not clean, I don't eat it anyway.

The chefs didn't dare to talk too much, and each went to find sticks.

This one is easy to find, a skilled chef broke one from a tree in the backyard.

After the skin was peeled and smoothed, it was handed over to Chu Fengjue.

The thickness and length are quite convenient, and the weight is enough.

I saw him neatly rolling out noodles, cutting noodles, cooking noodles, laying poached eggs and adding sliced ​​meat with vegetables in one go.

Not only the chef next to him was stunned, but even Chu Fengjue himself was stunned.

He exclaimed in his heart: "This buff is so awesome!"

Daji said proudly, "Is that so? I said earlier that the products produced by our system are very powerful!"

Chu Fengjue held the bowl of noodles with poached eggs and green vegetables, and said with an embarrassed expression, "Would Emperor Dog like a bowl of noodles?"

An ordinary bowl of noodles, although there was no pasta in this ancient Zhou Dynasty, it cannot change the fact that it is an ordinary bowl of noodles.

Daji patted her non-existent chest, and said, "Don't worry! Let alone a bowl of noodles, even a steamed bun, it's delicious enough to make him overwhelmed."

And he was very fortunate that this master didn't do any showy things today.

If he gave the noodles to anyone else, then today's task would be ruined again.

Chu Fengjue carried the tray and brought the noodles back to the side hall of the Qionggong.

Daji said: "Grandma, the emperor is not here, he is in the martial arts arena in the apse."

Chu Fengjue said: "Ah... what? I'm not looking for him!"

A sense of ominous premonition filled her heart again, and Daji said: "Stop, sir! I warn you, just because you succeeded a few times before, doesn't mean you will succeed this time!"

Hurry up and go to the martial arts arena in the apse!

Chu Fengjue turned a deaf ear and entered the side hall with a straight face.

He put the noodles on the table, put a small dish in front of the sea dongqing.

While stroking its feathers, he said: "Hey, Xiaoqing, come and taste this noodle! It's very delicious! Oh, you are not vegetarian? It's okay, try it, maybe you will like it?"

When Xuan Mingye came in, he saw exactly such a scene.

Chu Fengjue was holding a plate of white and soft noodles in his hand, and was feeding it to the resisting Haidongqing.

Hai Dongqing held the noodles in her mouth, saying that I am a damn hell.

The rich fragrance was unheard of, and it was rushing towards him.