MTL - After Emptying the Enemy’s Warehouse, He Carried Supplies To Survive the Disaster Years

Chef Qiu, who spends his days squatting in the imperial dining room, finally developed a nourishing soup that is both healthy and suitable.

Chef Qiu, who didn't have time to wash up, ran into the Yangxin Hall with a food box. He was dissatisfied when he saw a group of people gathered around in a hurry.

“What are you doing here? If there are too many people and the air is stale, the emperor will feel even more uncomfortable.

 Go and do what you are supposed to do. Be careful that the Imperial Master will punish you in anger. "

Chef Qiu knew that everyone in the palace was looking forward to the birth of the little prince, but this purpose was too obvious.

Especially after the national master comes back, which man can bear the coveting of his children.

He is secretly looking forward to it in his heart, and for this reason he has also researched dozens of foods that are most suitable for children.

 Just waiting for the little prince to be born and show off his skills to entertain the little master, Chef Qiu was extremely happy thinking about this.

Chef Qiu, who is increasingly pursuing aesthetics, now makes dishes that are not only delicious, but also artistic.

  Returning to the imperial kitchen to take charge of the emperor and the imperial master's meals, Chef Qiu, who worked hard, worked harder and harder on the dishes.

 Just to make the emperor happy, he enjoyed it.

The two disciples he brought out were assigned to be the chief chefs at Shangdu Palace Restaurant and Yundu Restaurant to earn money for the emperor.

He only needs to serve the good masters in the palace and eat, that's enough!

 …

 The worried people were coaxed away, and Chef Qiu quickly entered the Yangxin Hall. Seeing the emperor's pale face, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes.

The elderly in the palace, no one cares about the emperor as the most regrettable person, the entire palace is like a big family.

Everyone is gathered together because of the emperor. Their love for the emperor and the imperial master comes from the bottom of their hearts. They are even looking forward to the birth of the little prince or princess.

Chef Qiu glanced at the imperial master who was holding the emperor in his arms. He was funny and distressed at the same time. He had never seen an official be so stupid in his decades of life.

 The affectionate Imperial Master has devoted his whole heart and soul to only the Emperor for many years, which makes these old people feel extremely at ease.

 Because no one wants the imperial master to be a frivolous person, and any man who makes the emperor sad is not a good thing.

Chef Qiu, whose eyes flashed, stepped forward to open the food box, and a faint fragrance wafted out.

Ziyu, who was so uncomfortable that she was crying, was very delicate when she was leaning in Libai's arms, and her tiger's mouth was pinched tightly by Peony.

The humming person suddenly moved his nose and turned his head to look at the table.

 A cup of steaming soup slowly attracted her attention, and the turbulent feeling in her stomach gradually disappeared.

A feeling of hunger crawled out of her stomach. Ziyu couldn't help but swallow her saliva and looked longingly at the steaming stew pot.

 …

"Emperor, this is the new Sishen soup made by Lao Nu. It is nourishing to the stomach and refreshing, and it is light and not greasy."

Of course the shrewd Chef Qiu saw it at a glance and gestured towards Shaoyao with a smile.

 He took out several plates of exquisite snacks from the bottom of the food box, and the light green cake smelled of matcha.

The person who was being fed Sishen Soup by Li Bai suddenly changed his gaze and licked his lips.

“Uncle Qiu, when did you research it? I want to eat it.”

Ziyu felt suddenly hungry in her belly, and couldn't wait to reach out to get it.

Li Bai was afraid that she would stretch her belly, so she hugged her in her arms, put down the spoon in her hand, and coaxed her with gentle words.

“Daughter-in-law, the cake won’t run away, so I’ll get it for you!”

 The people in the room smiled happily when they heard the emperor's move to eat for the first time in more than two months.

The elders of the Yuan family even went out to bow with their hands clasped together to thank all the gods.

Yuan Taichu, who had just returned to the palace, wiped the sweat from his forehead. Seeing Ziyu's weak look just now, he was so frightened that he broke into a sweat.

In addition to being anxious, I couldn't think of any solution. A man with two sons didn't know that a woman's pregnancy would be so uncomfortable. He had never been so worried when his eldest son Yuan Yongjiu followed Ziluo into battle to kill the enemy.

 Because it’s about believing in Libai’s ability, so there’s no need to worry at all.

 Seeing Ziyu's strong reaction, anyone would be scared out of his wits.

 …

Those who thought Li Bai was feeding too slowly grabbed the plate and took big gulps, one bite of cake and one bite of Si Shen soup.

“Uncle Qiu, this is delicious, I’ll ask for it next time!”

Ziyu, who hadn't finished the meal yet and was still thinking about the next meal, immediately made everyone in the room laugh.

Manager Qiu's tense heart finally relaxed a little and started driving people away again.

“Ancestor, you all go back and have a rest, there are old slaves here to serve you.

There are too many people but the air does not circulate, and the emperor is too fragile to see the wind. "

Zi Yu, who was enjoying her meal, twitched her mouth and pretended not to hear anything. She turned to look at Li Bai with a puzzled expression.

　　【When did she become frail? Isn't she just carrying a baby? Not so much. 】

 …

Ziyu, who was finally full, touched her belly and ate in the house, saying.

“We have worked hard during this period. Chinese New Year is coming soon. If you want to go home and reunite, apply early.

Ten salary at the end of the year and keep up the good work next year.

Manager Qiu, Manager Shaoyao, Manager Sheng, and Chef Qiu will give you a box of gems, thank you. "

There are more than a hundred boxes of loot brought back from Bai La, including 80 boxes of finger-sized gems.

The fine gems that Li Bai singled out naturally went into Ziyu's private treasury, and the broken gemstones became prizes given to meritorious ministers.

 There are not many in a small box, only sixty finger-sized gems, which are colorfully packed together and look very beautiful.

No matter how beautiful she is, it is not rare, and purple jade will be rewarded casually. If it were the time before when she just wandered out of Yundu, she would definitely not be willing to part with it.

 After all, a gem as big as a finger has a market value of more than a thousand taels of silver, and it is the accessory that many women dream of.

 …

 “Thank you, Master, for the reward!”

The three people present knelt down and kowtowed happily to express their gratitude. It was not because they cared about the value of the gemstones, but because the emperor had regained his vitality.

 Among the four people who were rewarded, three of them were childless and had long regarded the palace as their home.

She regards the emperor as her closest person and wishes to devote all her resources to the emperor and the imperial advisor. She has great expectations for the little prince who is about to be born.

Although General Manager Qiu has a family, he really looks down on Qiu Laogen's descendants.

 Because Qiu Laogen's family never thought of developing in other ways besides working in the fields.

Reading, literacy, and martial arts training are not that good. The three heirs who entered the army only served as top soldiers and made no other achievements.

Manager Qiu was unable to promote him even if he wanted to. In the end, he had no choice but to let it go and pin all his emotions on the emperor.

 Just because that was the benefactor who avenged his family's revenge, and the relationship between the two was like a teacher, a friend, and a family member.

 …

 The New Year Festival of the third year of Daxia Kingdom has arrived with great fanfare.

The increasingly affluent people are not afraid of the cold and flock to Yundu, just because this year there is a rare Ice Lantern Festival.

At this time, lanterns were hung high inside and outside Yundu City, reflecting the different shapes of ice sculptures on the roadside.