Distressed Young Woman Transmigrates: Wangfei Who Defies the Imperial Edict Chapter 212: Picnic (2)

Wrap the chicken in mud, bury it in the soil and start a bonfire.

Xiao Yao went to help the guards cook again, busy up and down, sweating, but she was very happy, smiling all over her face from head to toe.

This is life. It is boring after a long time. Only the food obtained through one's own labor will be delicious.

"Dinner is ready!" Xiao Yao cheered.

The group of people had already smelled the aroma of the dishes, moved their index fingers, and gathered around the spread oilcloth to wait for the dishes to be served.

Xiao Yao sat down between Feng Luoxuan and Yan Chi, and without waiting for Feng Luoxuan to say that the meal is ready, he stretched out his hands to pick up vegetables for dinner.

"Be gentle, why is it like a hungry ghost reincarnated when you leave the palace, and no one is robbing you of food." Feng Luoxuan gracefully raised a piece of melon with her chopsticks as if she glanced at her lightly.

"Poverty is important," Xiao Yao choked, despising him, "It doesn't matter how you eat, the key is to eat happily. It is your stomach that is full, not other people's eyes. Come, come, everyone... Eat fast, grab all the food, and let my brother starve gracefully."

The ministers smiled awkwardly and took their food more slowly. I didn't expect the emperor to be really indulgent to the princess. If someone else said that, ten heads wouldn't be enough.

"Tell me one thing, and retort three things." Feng Luoxuan couldn't do anything about her, she would run off the horse as soon as she left the palace. There are more real emotions in the palace.

Yan Chi suddenly remembered the **** chicken and asked, "Yao'er, is your beggar chicken not cooked yet?"

"That's right, my beggar chicken?" Xiao Yao dropped his chopsticks and rushed towards the fire like the wind. If the meat is not tender after roasting for too long, the quality of beggar chicken will be lower.

Xiao Yao dug out a lump of mud from the soil, smashed the soil outside to reveal the fat chicken wrapped in lotus leaves, walked back and put it on the plate. Cut it open with a knife, and the tender meat under the golden yellow skin is opened, and the rich aroma of chicken immediately hits the nostrils.

"Although the name is indecent, it looks delicious." Yan Chi never imagined that the **** chicken would become so fragrant after Xiao Yao's preparation.

"Don't eat if it's indecent. People who don't work dare to pick three and four."