1434: Back in Northern Border City...

Back in Northern Border City...

"Miss Wu, what are you preparing?" Feng asked.2

Feng Wu heard Feng, but she gave him an instruction without looking up. "Mr. Feng, you're right on time. Quick, boil some water for me."

Feng was dumbfounded.

Everywhere he went, he was a revered figure. Even those who worked in the imperial palace treated him with respect, and Zuo Qingluan herself had to address him respectfully. But now, Feng Wu had just told him to boil some water.

Seeing that Feng wasn't moving, Feng Wu urged, "Mr. Feng, hurry up. My hands are full here."

Feng smiled wryly and found Feng Wu very interesting.

He did as he was told. Sitting down behind the biggest stove, he moved a finger slightly, and a flame jumped out from his fingertip to ignite the firewood.

If anyone else saw Feng, the steward who was superior to even a lord, doing such a petty task, they would probably pass out from astonishment.

Feng chatted with Feng Wu as he worked. "Miss Wu, I heard that you've come up with an idea."

Feng Wu hesitated and said, "I don't know if it's an idea, but I do know what dish to cook."

Dish? Feng was shocked. "You mean, only one dish?"

Feng said matter-of-factly, "That's right. I'm going to serve some rice with meat and vegetables on top: fish-flavored sliced pork over rice. How does that sound?"

Feng didn't know what to think, because he didn't quite understand it.

"Rice served with meat and vegetables?" Feng repeated.

"Yes." Feng Wu chatted with him as she busied herself with cooking. "Basically, you pour the mixture over the rice."

"Is that even edible?" Feng was very doubtful.

"Of course it is. Mr. Feng, that sweet and sour taste mixed with a pinch of hot chilli is going to wake your taste buds up!" Feng Wu said happily, because she had high expectations for the dish.

However, Feng rejected the idea immediately. "No, no, no. That dish won't do."

Feng Wu was confused. "Why not?"

Feng smiled wryly. "His Royal Highness hates spicy food, and he'll never touch anything that's slightly spicy. Miss Wu, you should cook something else, because this dish is never going to work."

However, Feng Wu remembered something.

That didn't seem right…

Back when they were in Northern Border City, Jun Linyuan had indeed refused to eat at first, but then… He might have elegant movements, but he ate as much as everyone else.

"Your crown prince doesn't eat spicy food, you said?" Feng Wu asked.

Feng nodded solemnly. "That's right. He never touches anything spicy, because it'll give him an allergic reaction. So, Miss Wu…"

"Teehee." Feng Wu chuckled. "Mr. Feng, who are you kidding? Your master was so happy with my spicy dishes that he practically licked the plates clean. Allergic to spicy food? You'll have to try harder if you want me to believe that."

Feng gave Feng Wu a strange look. "His Royal Highness really ate it?"

Feng Wu said, "That's right. He didn't just eat it, he ate a lot of it. He practically gulped up everything that was left on the plates."

Feng asked, "When did that happen?"

Feng Wu said, "When he was in Northern Border City."

Feng rubbed his forehead. That was why the crown prince had lost a lot of weight when he came back.

"Is this fish-flavored sliced pork only slightly spicy?" Seeing that Feng Wu wouldn't change her mind, Feng asked another question.

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