Your Highness, your general has also been reborn

What he saw this time was indeed Lu Yuanxi, but Yu Yu always felt that if he really said that, his life would be in jeopardy...

Suddenly, Fu Yu's eyes lit up, and he immediately explained: "Young Master, what I'm looking at is the food you just ate!"

Hearing this, Lu Yuanxi slightly raised his brows.

Glancing at the green vegetables with clear soup and little water in front of him, he raised his eyes again.

"Fuyu, the things you like are really unique."

It's not that Lu Yuanxi doesn't like to eat vegetables, the key is that for some reason, the vegetables have no oil or salt, as if they have been boiled in hot water and then picked up and put on a plate.

Lu Yuanxi was still a little puzzled, did this dish really exist in the breakfast in the palace?

I'm afraid the cook is getting cheated, isn't he heartbroken?

Otherwise, with the level of an imperial chef, can this kind of dish be cooked?

"Like it? Give it to you?"

Saying that, Lu Yuanxi picked up the plate of green vegetables without feeling sorry for him, and raised his hand towards Yu Yu.

Yu Yu really wanted to reach out to pick it up, but before he could move, he suddenly felt that the air pressure around him seemed to be even lower.

He subconsciously looked at Leng Manxiu.

as predicted.

Leng Manxiu's face turned even darker!

Tu Yu has been serving Leng Manxiu for quite a long time, and after thinking about it with his eyes and nose, he suddenly understood something.

Fu Yu shook his head quickly, like shaking a sieve.

"Young Master, eat it! This dish is good. In the morning, you should eat something light, not too greasy, or it will be bad for your health!"

Lu Yuanxi: "...?"

So, the imperial chef was not green, but he learned the health-preserving medicinal diet? ?

Lu Yuanxi dubiously put the plate back, took a spoonful of porridge.

Just as he brought the porridge to his lips, Lu Yuanxi put the spoon back and turned to look at Leng Manxiu.

"Indifference, have you been in poor health recently?"

Leng Manxiu looked at Shang Lu Yuanxi's sudden concerned eyes, a little dazed.

But he still shook his head: "No, what's the matter?"

"That's weird."

Lu Yuanxi withdrew his gaze and opened his mouth.

The voice is not loud, more like talking to himself.

"These dishes look... well, they are good for the body."

"...isn't it delicious?"

Leng Manxiu asked.

Lu Yuanxi grunted, glanced at Fu Yu who was trying his best to wink at him, then turned his eyes to Leng Manxiu who had a strange expression, and had an epiphany.

These dishes are not made indifferently, are they? !

He didn't understand Leng Manxiu's intention of doing this, or in other words, he didn't have time to think about Leng Manxiu's intention at all.

With a dry laugh, he said, "Q group: 三②8⑨528⑤7 is delicious! Not bad, not bad, very good, these dishes...have maintained their original deliciousness. This taste, I really can't make it without any strength."

Yes, but anyone with a little brain should also know a little bit.

Among other things, which dish for frying can be persuaded to be salty?

But it's not bad, at least it looks good, and it can be eaten...

Lu Yuanxi never said the phrase "Is the imperial dining room safe now?"

"This dish is not bad..." Lu Yuanxi looked at Leng Manxiu humbly asking for advice, and his eyes were still full of longing: "Which chef made this?"

Leng Manxiu raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Do you think it's delicious?"

Lu Yuanxi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and if he was afraid that Leng Manxiu would not believe him, he added solemnly: "Really!"

"Since I like it, I will make it for you every day in the future."

Lu Yuanxi: "...?"