As night fell in the palace, Xiao Zhengtai was so excited that he couldn't sleep at all. He repeatedly touched the Desert Hero rewarded by the system with his small hands.

"Brother System, you are so interesting!"

I originally thought that even if the cheating system rewards hand-guns, they must be the initial version of the bastard shell, which has poor stability.

But I didn't expect that a Desert Hero would be directly rewarded.

Owning a gun should be the dream of all little boys in future generations, but private guns are not allowed in later generations, so Ying Feiyu can only play with the children with a toy pistol!

I didn’t expect that once I traveled through time, this dream would come true!

"Feiyu, are you asleep?"

Before the young lady could finish admiring it, Ying Zheng's voice came in.

"No, we can't let that old guy find out!"

Little Shota quickly stuffed the pistol into his backpack.

As long as he puts it in his backpack, no one can find it except himself.

He only has the method of making the medicine now, and he is still far away from the pistol. When will he be rewarded with a detailed drawing of the pistol, it will not be too late to show it to this old guy!

After everything was done, Xiao Zhengtai jumped out of the newly made bed.

"Father, mother!"

Little Shota suddenly threw herself into Lian'er's arms, rubbing her chubby face back and forth on her thigh.

During the two days since entering the palace, the young lady has not been idle. She only sees Lian'er every day when she greets her. They rarely meet each other, so the meeting is particularly cordial.

"Let mother see if my Feiyu has gained weight? My father said that you have studied iron pots and the stir-fried dishes are very delicious!"

Lian'er picked up the young lady and looked at her carefully.

Not only Xiaozheng was too busy these days, Lian'er was also very busy. In addition to taking care of Ying Zheng's daily life, he also had to deal with the greetings from various concubines, and he was so busy that he was dizzy.

"No! Father not only ate my stir-fried vegetables, he also drank a bottle of my good wine!"

Xiao Zhengtai pouted and complained to Lian'er.

At first I just wanted them to have a taste, but it didn’t matter, I just did it right away.

He still feels distressed!

"No wonder me, who made you drink that wine?"

Ying Zheng walked back and forth in the young wife's bedroom with his hands behind his back, looking at the newly purchased furniture.

Not to mention, after being transformed by this little guy, it really looks better than before!

"Mom, just wait here and I'll make you something delicious!"

After Wang Jian left today, the young lady went into the kitchen, marinated some chicken, prepared vegetables, and planned to have fried skewers for herself as a midnight snack.

My mother happened to be here, so of course I wanted to share it together!

"good!"

Lian'er smiled and nodded, revealing two shallow dimples.

When she came to the small kitchen, the young lady took out the prepared bamboo skewers and threaded the chicken and other ingredients.

Heat the oil and fry the skewers. With Mingde's help, it's done quickly.

He quickly returned to the dormitory with his legs up and down, carrying a large plate of fried skewers.

"Feiyu, I will build another rocking chair for me later!"

The veteran Ying Zheng was lying on the rocking chair with his eyes closed and a look of enjoyment on his face.

Lian'er's favorite thing is his bed, which is wide and flat. It must be very comfortable to lie on it!

"This is easy to say, just tell it to Huang Yuan later!"

Shota placed the fried skewers on the table.

The aroma overflowed. Ying Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, sat up straight, looked around for the source of the aroma, and finally settled on a plate of fried skewers on the table.

"Feiyu, what is this?"

Ying Zheng sat down at the table and stared at a large plate of golden fried skewers with bright eyes.

This thing will be particularly popular in later generations, let alone in this era of scarcity of food!

"Father, this is fried skewers, it contains chicken, mutton, pork, and some vegetables!"

After Xiaozhengtai gave a brief introduction, he picked up a bunch of chicken breast and handed it to Lian'er, "Mother, this is chicken breast, it is rich in nutrients!"

"Okay, we Feiyu are the best!"

Lian'er took the fried skewers and rubbed the little Shota's head lovingly.

Ying Zheng was also unambiguous. He reached into the plate and took out a bunch of identical ones and stuffed them into his mouth, "Yeah, it smells good! It's delicious!"

After these few times, he has also mastered some skills. As long as it is eaten by this boy and given to his mother, it will definitely be the best.

You're right to eat along with it.

Ying Zheng, who ate fried skewers for the first time, was like a child who had never seen the world. He swallowed a large skewer of chicken breast in just a few mouthfuls.

"I also ate chicken breast in the palace, but it was bland and tasted like bird feathers. Why did you make it so delicious?"

"Father, this is not steaming, but frying. Animal oil cannot be used, vegetable oil must be used!"

Little Shota happily picked up a bunch of fried leeks.

This thing is a good thing, especially for men!

"So that's it...!"

Ying Zheng picked up another skewer and ate it with gusto, "Yeah! This skewer of chicken breasts looks bigger than the last one, and it's more fragrant!"

"Is it tasty?"

"tasty!"

"Then Father, please eat more!"

Little Shota covered her mouth and snickered.

"Okay, my son is the sensible one!"

Ying Zheng praised it while stuffing chicken into his mouth.

Little Shota just blinked and looked at him until she had eaten the whole bunch, then asked with a sinister smile, "Father, do you know what you just ate?"

"chicken breast!"

Ying Zheng answered immediately without thinking.

There is nothing different about this string except that it is a little bigger than the previous one!

"Chicken yes, but not chicken breast!"

"Not chicken breast? Is that... chicken leg?" Until now, Ying Zheng didn't notice anything wrong, and even licked his mouth, savoring the meat skewers just now.

"It's a chicken butt! Hahaha!" Mr. Shota laughed and laughed.

"Chicken... vomit..."

After hearing what Xiao Zhengtai said, Ying Zheng's stomach churned and he hurried out the door.

Jingfu, the personal eunuch, followed closely behind.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have tricked Ying Zheng, and you will be rewarded with Wuliangye-level brewing skills!]

"Oenology? Great!"

Hearing the system prompt, Xiao Zhengtai jumped up happily.

"Feiyu, what did you say?" Lian'er looked confused.

"Mom, it's nothing!"

Xiao Zhengtai smiled and handed Lian'er a fried skewer to fool her.

There is no way, I can't tell the truth about this matter, otherwise my mother will definitely think that he is crazy and she will have to take him to see a doctor!

"Feiyu, you really shouldn't be acting like this!"

Lian'er pretended to be angry and looked at her naughty son.

Things were fine in the village before, and that was all she needed to do to apologize.

But now that we are in the palace, every word and action must be carefully considered!

"Mom, I'm not messing around. You didn't eat it. The fried chicken butt is so delicious!"

Xiao Zhengtai looked serious and had no intention of joking at all.

In front of schools in later generations, many small shops would sell this kind of fried skewers. In addition to some common meat skewers, sausages and the like, the most popular ones were chicken butts.

Remove the bones, coat them in flour, fry them in a pan, and your mouth will be filled with oil when you bite them, and it’s very fragrant!

It was because all the chicken was coated with flour that the old guy Ying Zheng mistook the chicken butt for a larger piece of chicken breast and gobbled it up!

"You guys have the nerve to say that chicken...that stuff is also for human consumption?"

After saying these words, Ying Zheng happened to come in after vomiting, holding a silk handkerchief tightly in his hand.

"Why isn't it for human consumption? Didn't my father eat it very delicious just now?"

In other words, people like them are so particular that if they throw him in the Antarctic for a month, let alone fried chicken butts, he would be able to eat a live chicken alive.

"You brat!"

Ying Zheng put his hands on his hips, sat down angrily, and began to curse.
Chapter completed!