frightfiction Chapter 1470 Food Box
Chapter 1470 Food Box
"No matter what you exchanged for it, I have brought a lot of good things from Dalang. Tomorrow I will give you a pair of agates."
"agate?"
"Yes, I exchanged a pair of agates for a four-joy meatball, and you made a fortune."
Seeing the benefits, Cheng Youning agreed generously, "Okay, wait until the four-happiness meatballs come, and I'll give you one."
Cheng Youning at least drank the remaining half bowl of porridge, but Han Nianxia was not so self-conscious. She decisively put down the bowl in her hand and waited to eat the four-happiness meatballs.
As he grew older, Qiao Rong became more and more reliable in his work. Cheng Youning trusted him, and the adults also trusted Qiao Rong.
Just after Cheng Youning put down his bowl of porridge, Qiao Rong came towards him steadily with a food box in hand, "Your Highness, you can have your meal now."
Shang Xi on the side looked disapprovingly upon Cheng Youning's behavior. Eating was just to fill the stomach. What was there for a nine-year-old prince to put on airs? Even if he wanted to put on airs, he should look at the place. What kind of place was this? It was outside the imperial city, on the side of the road. On the left was a towering city gate. In front of him were all kinds of passers-by coming in and out of the city, and a group of refugees who had just finished their porridge and were hiding in the shade under a big tree. Looking into the distance, there was nothing but wasteland and some farmland.
Shang Xi wanted to lecture Cheng Youning, but when she thought about how Cheng Youning was still growing and was at an age where he shouldn't be working but was here reclaiming land under the scorching sun, her heart softened.
As an adult, Shang Xi couldn't bear such hardship, but Cheng Youning had no complaints. If the child was not allowed to eat something good, he would definitely not be able to swing the hoe this afternoon. Thinking of this, Shang Xi let Cheng Youning go.
However, after taking a look at the food box that Qiao Rong brought back, Shang Xi felt that there must be more than just a plate of four-happiness meatballs in it. It was a three-layer food box with a maroon carving, and judging by its size, it could hold a lot of delicious food.
Cheng Youning was not the only one staring at the food box with a grin, even Han Nianxia, a young lady from a wealthy family, was standing next to the food box with shining eyes. Shang Xi really couldn't understand these two people. They had a life of luxury every day, so why was it so hard for them to swallow a bowl of porridge provided for the relief of refugees outside the city gate?
Eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks every day, but you can’t even have a bowl of thin porridge? Shang Xi couldn’t help but shake her head repeatedly. Her mouth was too picky, and her stomach was also picky like that.
Looking at the food box that was slowly opened and the tempting aroma emanating from it, Shang Xi looked at the sun above her head. No matter how fragrant the food was, it could not arouse her appetite. She would never eat four-happiness meatballs on the side of the road under the sun.
Shang Xi can only represent herself. Just because she doesn't help and has no appetite doesn't mean others won't help. At this time, the things in Cheng Youning's food box have been stared at by several children. They secretly sniffed the fragrance emanating from the food box with their noses and stared at Cheng Youning's food box as if they could stare a hole in it.
Just as Shang Xi expected, the food box was truly a different world. The three layers were all filled with delicious food, and all of these delicious food came from Manjiang Bridge, including chrysanthemum fish, crispy chicken, four-happiness meatballs, pickled crab, green juice snail soup, and mint paste.
Han Nianxia's eyes lit up and her nose moved. She was very familiar with the dish and its smell. "Is this dish from Manjiangqiao?"
Cheng Youning glanced at Han Nianxia meaningfully, "You have some knowledge, these dishes are all from Manjiangqiao, they are considered the signature dishes of that place."
Han Nianxia rubbed her hands together, looking eager to try. "This year since I returned to South City, what I miss most is the Four Happiness Meatballs from Manjiang Bridge. I don't know what the chef at Manjiang Bridge put in these meatballs. I can't forget them."
Cheng Youning chuckled, "This Four Joy Meatball is a specialty in Manjiang Bridge. You can't taste this flavor anywhere else."
Just as Han Nianxia was about to pick up her chopsticks, Cheng Youning slapped her hand, "Wait a minute, Qiao Rong, go and invite Mr. Song."
When eating, the most important thing is to respect the seniority.
The obedient Qiao Rong turned around and walked towards the wasteland, but he soon returned empty-handed. Song Tingzhi did not come at all. Seeing that Song Tingzhi did not give him, the prince, face, Cheng Youning did not look lonely, because he knew that his teacher and his teacher's son were both very arrogant and noble people, and could not stand his life of eating and drinking luxuriously.
But what's wrong with him just wanting to satisfy his appetite?
Cheng Youning is open-minded and can figure things out quickly no matter what he encounters.
If Song Tingzhi had not been accepted as a student by imperial order, his teacher would not have come here to reclaim wasteland under the scorching sun. Song Tingzhi's father was a third-rank official in the court, and his family employed countless people. If it were not for the purpose of training him, who would eat coarse food and do hard labor here?
In fact, they could have sat in the school and learned some things from books, but his teacher was very creative and insisted on taking him to open up new land.
Although learning is the same everywhere, people's hearts are biased. He thought about it carefully when he returned to the Prince's Mansion last night, and Qiao Rong also helped him analyze it. The reason why he had to endure this hardship was because he spoke rudely in the Prince's Mansion yesterday, and was heard by Song Tingzhi. He felt that Song Tingzhi was deliberately making trouble for him.
Knowing that he was being scolded by his teacher, Cheng Youning had to endure it, because the elders around him repeatedly told him to respect his teachers and that he was the crown prince and had to cherish his reputation. If he did something that was disrespectful to his teachers and ancestors and was heretical, his grandfather would be the first one who would not forgive him, and the civil and military officials in the court would not let him go either. They would jointly submit a memorial to impeach him and would not stop until he received the punishment he deserved.
Every failure makes one wiser. He had just experienced the kite incident, in which he had realized how powerful those ministers in the court were. As expected, none of them were ignorant. It would be fine if he didn't make any mistakes, but once he made a mistake, he would be trampled underfoot and sent to hell.
Cheng Youning had no intention of repeating the same mistake. Being impeached by a group of ministers was not a good feeling. It was not just about being embarrassed. After this incident, he deeply realized the suppression and restraint of imperial power. Everything he had was in the hands of his little grandfather, including his destiny. Even if he was a phoenix, he was living in the web woven by his little grandfather. He would never be able to fly out of this invisible net, and no matter how smart he was, he could not escape from the palm of his little grandfather.
Why should he struggle like this? The more he struggles, the tighter the net gets, and he will definitely be the one who gets hurt.
Cheng Youning's mind was full of calculations, and his restless heart made the balance in his heart always waver. He was never at peace for a moment. No matter how many times he gave himself hints, he could not behave like a prince. There were always some restless things jumping around in his mind.