Chapter 1444
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"Miss Wu, what are you going to do?" Feng asked.
Feng Wu looked up and saw Feng. Without looking up, she gave an order. "Mr Feng, you're just in time. Hurry up and boil the hot water."
Feng was dumbfounded.
After all, with his identity, how many people respected him in the outside world? Even in the imperial palace, he was almost a nobody. Even Zuo Qingluan greeted him politely … But Feng Wu was telling him to start the fire?
Seeing that Feng didn't move, Feng Wu urged him, "Mr Feng, please hurry up. I'm so busy that I can't even get my hands on the fire."
Feng smiled wryly. This Miss Wu was so … interesting.
Feng took Feng's advice without hesitation. He sat down behind the biggest stove and flicked his fingers. A small flame flew out of his fingertips and ignited the firewood.
If other people knew that Feng, who was even more important than a lord, was doing such menial work, they would probably pass out from shock.
Feng chatted with Feng Wu as he worked. "Miss Wu, I heard that you've come up with a plan."
Feng Wu hesitated. "It's not really a plan, is it? But I did come up with a dish. "
One dish? Feng was surprised. "Just one dish?"
Feng Wu said matter-of-factly, "That's right. I'm going to make something called fish-flavored shredded pork over rice. What do you think, Mr Feng?"
Feng didn't think much of it. He probably didn't understand.
"Fish-Flavored pork?" Feng repeated.
"Yes." Feng Wu chatted with Feng as she busied herself with her work. "As the name suggests, you pour vegetables over rice."
"Is that edible?" Feng was doubtful.
"Why can't it be eaten? Mr Feng, I'm telling you, this sweet, sour, and slightly spicy flavor is enough to make your taste buds explode! "Feng Wu was very pleased, for she was looking forward to the dish.
However, Feng vetoed it right away. "No, no, no. That's not an option."
Feng Wu looked at him in bewilderment. "Why not?"
Feng smiled wryly. "His Royal Highness hates spiciness the most, and he won't eat anything spicy. So, Miss Wu, why don't you make something else? That's definitely not an option. "
But Feng Wu fell into deep thought.
This wasn't right …
Back in Northern Border City, Jun Linyuan had indeed declined at first, but later on … Despite his elegant demeanor, he ate a lot.
"His Royal Highness doesn't like spicy food?"
Feng nodded solemnly. "That's right. He won't touch any spiciness, or he'll get allergic. So, Miss Wu —"
"Teehee —" Feng Wu chuckled. "Mr Feng, stop teasing me. His Royal Highness almost licked the plate when I made spicy food last time. He's allergic to spicy food. I almost believed you."
Feng gave her a strange look. "Your Royal Highness, did you really eat it?"
Feng Wu said, "That's right. Not only did His Royal Highness eat it, he ate a lot and almost drank all the soup."
Feng asked, "When did that happen?"
She said, "Back in Northern Border City."
Feng smacked his forehead. No wonder he had lost so much weight when he saw His Royal Highness.
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