The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 395

[Chapter 395: Governing a big country is like cooking small dishes]

Concubine Shu tasted the porridge carefully, the expression on her face became more and more surprised.

“Hao’er really cooked this porridge?”

Emperor Chu was equally surprised and asked.

Concubine Shu nodded and wanted to say: Of course.

However, after tasting the taste of the porridge, I didn’t dare to say that.

Because she was not sure whether this delicious porridge was cooked by Hao’er.

“Where did Hao’er go? Why didn’t I see him today?”

Upon seeing this, Emperor Chu did not continue to struggle with this issue, but asked.

Concubine Shu breathed a sigh of relief and replied: “Reporting to Your Majesty, Hao’er left the palace to go to Xin’anbo. Counting the time, it’s time to come back now.”

Xin’anbo

Emperor Chu was slightly startled, and then he remembered that Fang

That kid, Xiuna, was Hao’er’s master in name at least.

And the relationship between the two is indeed as close as a master and a disciple.

“Concubine, my son is back!”

As soon as Concubine Shu finished speaking, a childish voice suddenly came from outside the palace.

Concubine Shu and Emperor Chu looked toward the palace gate at the same time.

I saw Hao’er running in from outside with osmanthus in hand.

He trotted up to Concubine Shu and said excitedly: “Concubine, look what I brought you!”

Concubine Shu saw the osmanthus flowers, a smile appeared on her face, and just as she was about to speak, she seemed to suddenly remember something.

“Your father is here to see you. Why don’t you pay your respects to your father quickly?”

When Zhao Hao heard this, he realized that the person sitting next to him was actually his father.

He saw the surprise on his father’s expression, and he hurriedly bowed and said with a smile: “My son, please pay your respects to your father.”

Emperor Chu looked at himself, the youngest prince, with an expression of joy when he saw him. It can’t be faked.

Suddenly, I felt a warmth welling up in my heart.

He stretched out his hand, touched Zhao Hao’s little head, and said with a smile: “You pick so many osmanthus flowers, but to make porridge?”

Zhao Hao heard this, with a look of surprise on his face, and asked: “Father, the emperor How do you know?”

Emperor Chu smiled, pointed to the sweet-scented osmanthus porridge on the table, and said with a smile: “My father has already tasted the porridge you made, and it tastes really good, better than the ones made by the imperial chefs in the imperial kitchen. Even better!”

Zhao Hao looked excited when he received this comment and asked, “Is it true?”

“When did I tell a lie?”

“Great!”

Zhao Hao said excitedly: “Is it true?”

I knew I could do it!”

When Emperor Chu heard this, he looked curious and asked, “What? Is there anything else I don’t know about this bowl of porridge?”

Zhao Hao looked at Emperor Chu with a small face. Full of smiles, he explained: “This porridge was drunk by Erchen at the master’s house. Erchen wanted to make a bowl for his father and mother to taste, but Sister Xiu’er said that Erchen had not survived the porridge. Definitely not.

Sister Xiuer also made a bet with Erchen. If Erchen won, she would take him to the Capital Theater to watch a play for a whole day.

If Erchen lost, he would obey the master’s words. , read the entire “Elementary Physics” in one month

, but Erchen did it, Erchen won!”

Emperor Chu looked a little surprised when he heard this.

Sister Xiuer should be the maid from Fang Mansion who entered the palace at that time, right?

For a little maid to have such a good relationship with both the prince and the princess, it was just fate.

However,

the taste of this porridge is indeed delicious. Not to mention Hao’er, even the imperial chef of the capital may not be able to cook it in a short time.

I have to say that Fang Xiu has really worked hard on ‘eating’.

After Zhao Hao finished speaking, he was still a little dissatisfied, with a flushed face, and continued: “Father, do you want to know how your son makes porridge?” When

Emperor Chu heard this question, he became interested, looked at Hao’er, and asked He said: “How to make porridge, my father really wants to hear it.”

“Speaking of making porridge, I actually didn’t understand it at first, but my master said to me that day, governing a big country is like cooking small delicacies. “After I come back, I will think about it myself.”

“Stop talking!”

As soon as Zhao Hao spoke, he heard Concubine Shu scolding him.

Then, he hurriedly pulled Zhao Hao’s arm and was about to kneel down.

“Your Majesty, Hao’er is still young and can’t hold back his words.”

“What are you talking about?”

Emperor Chu was slightly startled. He looked at Concubine Shu in front of him and was stunned for a moment. Then he seemed to remember something, waved his hand and said : “I thought it was something.

It’s just an ancient saying. Xin Anbo is Hao’er’s master. It’s human nature to teach him some principles. But Concubine Shu, you are a little too cautious.

Okay, get up. The ground is cold.”

When Concubine Shu heard this, she raised her eyes and glanced at Emperor Chu. Seeing his expression, she understood that His Majesty really didn’t think much about it, and then she got up from the ground.

“I’m just…”

“No need to say more, I understand everything.”

Emperor Chu waved his hand, looked at Zhao Hao who was a little confused, with a smile on his face, and said: “Hao’er said it well, continue, Ruling a big country is like cooking a small dish, what happens next?

“Father, what are you listening to?” Zhao Hao seemed to understand something at this time, lowered his head, looked at his toes, and said with some uneasiness: “Father, did I say something wrong? Have you said anything?”

When Emperor Chu saw this scene, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression froze slightly.

Immediately, his smile recovered in an instant, he stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Hao’s little hand, and said in a kind tone: “Hao’er didn’t say anything wrong, nor did he do anything wrong. It was me and your mother and concubine who made the mistake.

It’s nothing, Hao’er just said Aren’t you going to tell me how to make porridge?

Father wants to hear it.”

When Zhao Hao heard this, a smile appeared on his face again, he raised his eyes, looked at his father, and continued: “Master said that governing a big country is like cooking small dishes. He also said that although I will not be able to govern a big country in the future, I still need to understand this truth.

That is, many things in the world cannot be done as quickly as possible.

After I returned to the palace, I was thinking about my master’s words. , since the master said so, there must be a reason for it, so when Erchen cooked the porridge, he deliberately adjusted the heat to a very low level, let the fire cook slowly, and the porridge cooked slowly.

Then Sister Xiuer told Erchen, if you want to The porridge has a rich flavor, so eggs must be added, and only the egg yolks must be used, and the egg whites must be thrown away.

Erchen found the eggs, but could not separate the egg yolks and egg whites,

so Erchen went to Yushan .

I asked the master chefs in the imperial kitchen to help Erchen separate the eggs.

The master chefs in the imperial kitchen told him that there were no eggs. At this time, Erchen saw crabs in the imperial kitchen and

remembered what he had eaten before .

When it comes to crabs, crabs are also yellow, so Erchen asked the master chefs to help him separate the yolks from the crabs, and then brought them back and added them to the porridge.

Erchen did not expect that the sweet-scented osmanthus porridge with crab roe would be better than Xiu. The sweet-scented osmanthus porridge cooked by my sister is even more delicious”

(End of Chapter)