Tang Yin was more surprised than anything else, "Really?"

Although the young girl before him was small, through their brief conversation, Tang Yin knew he couldn't treat her like a child.

"Chirp chirp, you tell your royal sister, what good ideas do you have? The King... wouldn't agree so easily."

Fuchou is currently unsure which CP to ship, but from her outsider perspective, it seems that the Northern Desert King isn't as heartless as people think.

"Elder sister, I will make him agree."

Tang Yin nodded slightly, with a hint of melancholy, "Chirp chirp, A-xian believes in you, and so do I naturally."

Fu Jiu Jiu didn't expect that after only knowing each other for less than two days, the Crown Princess would actually believe her.

As a reward, she would definitely help her get things done.

In the afternoon, King Beimo came to Tang Yin's bedroom. As soon as he stepped through the door, he smelled a fragrance. He was sure it was the scent of beef and mutton, but it was more than just that.

"Chirp, be careful there, don't get burned." Tang Yin's beautiful voice was full of concern.

Atule indicated to the palace attendants that they needn't bring any luggage, lest it disturb such a beautiful scene.

His Ah Yin hadn't smiled like this in a long time. Just like when he first met her in the imperial palace of Li Chao, her smile was radiant, beautiful like a fairy who had descended to earth, more holy than the lotus flowers on their snowy mountain.

Fujuju naturally noticed that there was an extra person in the house, but she pretended not to know, "Eldest sister, try this."

Attule saw the little dumpling hand a skewer of meat to Tang Yin and hurriedly stopped him, "County Lord, no, Ah Yin doesn't like eating these."

Tang Yin turned her head, just about to bow when Atule hurried up to her and helped her up. "County Princess, please stand down. This King heard you just call Ah Yin Imperial Sister, then you are our sister, family doesn't need to be polite."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I shall obey your command." Fu Jiujiao did not decline.

Atelier once again praised Fuju for her refreshing personality and how well it suited his temperament.

He sniffed, "How fragrant? Is this grilled lamb?"

Tang Yin lightly nodded. "Chiu Chiu said she wanted to make something delicious for me, so she made these. I... want to try them."

She doesn't dislike beef or mutton, she just isn't used to the way they are prepared in Beimo. There's not much flavor, but people from Beimo eat it with gusto. To her, it's bland and tasteless.

Just like barbecue, Fujujio marinated the beef and mutton with seasonings beforehand. When grilling, she sprinkled on cumin and chili flakes, along with her own homemade dipping sauce, which has been tested countless times in night markets throughout modern times.

Can it not be fragrant?

Arthur looked at Tang Yin incredulously, "You... you said you want to try it?"

Tang Yin nodded, "Can't we?"

"Of course, of course," said Arthus, beaming with delight.

The maids served the two men skewers of roasted mutton each. The King of Beimo thought that roast meat was already the best food there was, but he didn't expect it to be even better than that.

However, that's not all.

Tang Yin after eating also had bright eyes, "Your Majesty, what do you think?"

"Agin has already eaten it, do I still need to say anything? This is the best meat I've ever tasted." Atul stared intently at Tang Yin.

"Pass down my order: The county magistrate has contributed by preparing delicious food for the Grand Dowager Empress. Reward her with five hundred sheep."

Fu Jiujiu didn't expect that she could get rewarded for just cooking a meal, but she also got a slight understanding of Bei Mo Wang's temper, one couldn't be too superficial with him.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Fu Jiujiu smiled so widely her lips couldn't close. "Can I return to our Li Chao?"

"Of course, it's yours. Whatever you say, that's what we'll do!" Atul said.

"Your Majesty, I have another question."

"Well then," Atule said, gobbling down two more skewers and feeling like he could eat more.

"I still have some delicious food. If you taste it and like it, will you give me another reward?"

Tang Yin stared blankly at Atuler, feeling a little worried for the little dumpling.

Artulle looked at the little dumpling and didn't answer immediately. The air seemed to solidify, just as Tang Yin was about to explain to the little dumpling, the man burst into laughter.

"Of course, I like your straightforwardness. No beating around the bush, just tell me what's on your mind."

Fujujiu took advantage and acted coy, saying, "Thank you to the internet and Qiuchuanjie for bringing me my stomach pouch brain, sheep intestines bundle, and sheep intestine rings."

Artul was completely confused. "Miss, are you talking about the things I'm thinking of? Intestines? Brain? Stomach? All from a sheep?"

Fu Jiujiu nodded, "Yes."

"My lady, these things aren't eaten in the Northern Wasteland. We only eat meat." Atule, though somewhat repulsed, didn't get angry.

"Your Majesty, that's because they haven't tasted what I've made."

"Hahahahahahaha... This little girl is so interesting."

The autumn cicada arrived with a tray, on which were three delicate plates holding the things Fu Jiujiao had mentioned.

"This...is edible? But the intestines are..." Atuler wanted to say something but was afraid Tang Yin would think him vulgar, "Are you sure it's really edible?"

"I've already had it cleaned, it's not dirty anymore, and it smells nice. Online, these things are in my brother's restaurant, but you have to queue up to buy them."

"You people from Li Chao eat this too?" Atul looked at Tang Yin, a little confused. Don't all foods from Li Chao emphasize craftsmanship?

Tang Yin shook her head gently, "I've never eaten it. After all, I left Li Chao many years ago."

"A-yin must be homesick, right?" Atul understood Tang Yin's thoughts the moment he saw her lower her gaze.

Tang Yin did not speak, but the answer was already obvious.

"Your Majesty, would you like to try some?" Fu Chi Chi's voice broke the awkward silence.

"Well, since you speak of this thing so deliciously, this king naturally wants to try it."

Atul was not expecting much. These things, even the poorest people in the North wouldn't eat.

As the king of the North Desert, he would never even consider eating it. But after the little dumpling was cooked, it looked quite exquisite, and not only did it not smell bad, but it had a fragrance he had never smelled before.

The cicada had already cut the food into pieces with a small knife. Atul picked up a small piece and put it in his mouth, intending to just chew it twice and swallow it. However, the aroma spread between his lips and teeth, and he actually found himself enjoying it.

And the juices inside the small intestine burst when he bit into it, delicious and with a touch of fun.

Fujujiao took the opportunity to strike while the iron was hot, "Your Majesty, a belly full of brains is also delicious."

"No need to persuade the little dumpling any further, Atule has already started eating. 'Hmm, not bad, really good, Young County Lord, I didn't expect that someone so small as you could make something this delicious.'"

Is there a reward?

"Of course, give my order. Reward the young county lord with another two hundred head of cattle."

"Are you satisfied now?" Atul smiled and asked the little dumpling.

To Fu Chiu-chiu's surprise, she shook her head and said, "Your Majesty, if I had something else that could please you, would you bestow another reward upon me?"

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