Chapter 935 (2/2)

”Miss, the kitchen is making roast suckling pigs. They are made of small fragrant pigs.” A servant hurried forward to answer.

”Little pig? Dinner tonight? ” Lian Lingyue couldn't help swallowing her saliva and asked.

”Yes, the little fragrant pig, also known as Qilixiang, can be enjoyed by Royal relatives and nobles.” The slave replied respectfully.

Lian Lingyue followed the attractive aroma of the small fragrant pig into the back kitchen, which was more attractive.

She said to the slave who was living, ”cut me a piece and I'll take it out to eat.”

”Yes, miss.” When Feng Qianyue heard Lian Lingyue's voice, her heart trembled slightly. Unexpectedly, she would come into the kitchen.

He got up, took a knife, cut a small piece, wrapped it in clean paper and sent it to Lian Lingyue.

Even made the moon full of joy and quickly picked it up.

The man bowed his head and went back to the fire.

Lian Lingyue glanced at the man and couldn't help glancing into his eyes.

She paused slightly in her mind. How could an idea flash through her mind in a trance, but it soon went out like a weak flame.

She took the delicious meat to eat and drilled holes with fennel out of the prime minister's house.

Feng Qianyue's lips showed an imperceptible smile - fortunately, the girl's eyes were not as powerful as the moon, otherwise it would be dangerous to meet by chance today.

After a while, the steward came in and scolded him very impolitely, ”if the Lords want to use the fragrant pig banquet tonight, ordinary people will never see the fragrant pig in their whole life. You are lucky. After smelling the fragrance of the fragrant pig, Miss Wei has just cut the meat. Don't be complacent. You can't make a good fire if it's fierce or weak. Otherwise, you can't afford to roast the pigs. Also, these sesame oils should be brushed in time, otherwise the skin will not be delicious if it is not yellow. ”

”Yes, yes.” He answered with fear and obedience, as if he was born a slave, and no one would doubt him.

In fact, he suddenly wanted to thank her humble mother. She was such a submissive slave. So over the years, he has been scolded by his father several times. The cheap life is really a cheap one!

He had already printed her posture in his mind, and it was easy to learn.

When the steward goes out.

Feng Qianyue's eyes suddenly became cold. Qiao Qiao took out a bag of medicine powder from his arms, calmly poured it into the sesame oil, stirred it with a brush, and painted it on the little fragrant pig bit by bit. With a slight fire, those effects slowly melted into the tender, nourishing and fragrant meat.

A chill slowly appeared on the corner of his lips.

Finally, at dinner time, the cook roasted the golden and delicate little fragrant pig and cut the weight according to the number of people in each room.

Soon after, servant girls lined up and took away the small fragrant pigs one by one.

Feng Qianyue looked at the fragrant pig meat in front of him, getting less and less bit by bit, until it was all taken away. He smiled slightly.

”Come on, come on, we're going to eat, too.” After the masters' dinner, it was the slaves' turn.

”Yes, here we are.” Feng Qianyue walked over, took two steamed buns, sat in an inconspicuous position in the corner, and slowly took one bite at a time.