The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Instinct told Old Wei that Zhao Chen's sudden invitation to his place must be up to no good.

But after thinking about it, Old Wei Tou felt that it didn't matter anymore.

He has nothing, but Zhao Chen can squeeze a ounce of oil out of himself to be considered powerful.

Wei Zheng went to the emperor as if he was ready to die.

Old Li was sweating profusely from exhaustion. Looking around, there were only two women, Queen Changsun, sitting next to him.

Let Queen Changsun help?

Lao Litou is not willing to let go!

Call Li Ruoshuang to help with the mud?

Zhao Chen would probably fight him.

Old Li was in a dilemma when he saw Wei Zheng walking towards him, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

Wei Zheng was wondering why Zhao Chen asked him to come here, when he saw the emperor holding the mud with his hands and smiling at him.

Good guy!

Wei Zheng turned to leave, but he only had time to turn around when Old Li Tou stopped him, "Wei Qing, I give you a chance to have dinner with me. Come and help me set up the barbecue grill."

Wei Zheng wanted to pretend that he didn't hear it, but he was pulled back by the emperor who came over.

"Your Majesty, I am here to see County Duke Zhao. He is not here. I will look elsewhere..."

Wei Zheng knew that if Zhao Chen came to him, it would be up to him.

Sure enough, the emperor was waiting for him here!

"What the hell, I'm almost exhausted. Help me quickly, or I'll fine you a salary." Old Li Tou said arrogantly.

When money was mentioned, Wei Zheng immediately became anxious.

He was already poor as an official, but he made some money with Zhao Chen last year, otherwise he would have to count coins every day.

Wei Zheng also wanted to be as tough as Zhao Chen.

But people are poor and have short ambitions, right?

As soon as the emperor mentioned the fine and salary, Wei Zhengren panicked.

Run back quickly and mix the mud with the emperor.

…

"Your Highness, don't we really go out and build a show?"

Not far away, Li Chengqian was sitting in a tent, listening to what was happening outside.

His face was lively and expressionless.

Du He and Li Chengqian asked quietly.

"No, just have something to eat at night. We need to go all out for the spring hunt tomorrow, and we don't have time to waste energy here." Li Chengqian said lightly.

In fact, I don't want to have anything to do with Zhao Chen from the bottom of my heart.

The more he saw Zhao Chen behave in front of everyone, the more unhappy Li Chengqian became.

Everyone was complimenting Zhao Chen and listening to Zhao Chen's arrangements.

And as a prince, a person of the same age as Zhao Chen, he seemed to have failed too much.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that a gentleman is far away from the kitchen, but Zhao Chen is not allowed to get into it. Compared with His Highness, Zhao Chen is just a low-class boy."

"Your Highness, eat some dry food first, and I'll get you a glass of water." Du He nodded repeatedly and took out two dry steamed buns from the package.

…

The barbecue racks were quickly set up and lined up in front of the tent.

Although it looks particularly ugly, as long as it can be used, it is not a big problem.

The charcoal fire is raging, so people quickly throw it under the freshly burned barbecue rack.

Although the mud on the barbecue rack is not dry yet, adding charcoal will make it dry faster.

Everyone also followed suit and threw the charcoal into the stove together.

Soon, the pungent smell of smoke dispersed to all directions with the spring breeze.

"Here are the skewers." Zhao Chen shouted.

Immediately, someone came over with a skewer and carefully placed it on the back of the knife.

The charcoal burned incompletely under the grill, and the smoke was getting bigger and bigger.

"Is there anything I can use to fan the food? It's too smokey and won't taste good!" Zhao Chen asked the others.

"No, no one will bring something to fan themselves with in this spring."

"How about we send someone to give you some air?"

The person behind him who suggested this made Zhao Chen reluctant to put his head on it and roast it together.

Send someone to blow up?

Thanks for saying it!

Is it possible that they will all eat the saliva blown out of their mouths later?

Zhao Chen turned around and glanced around at the people behind him.

His eyes fell on Lao Litou's waist.

Lao Li's head tensed up for a moment, and he moved back instinctively.

"Your Majesty, this fan..."

"No, absolutely not, there is Wang Xizhi's original work on it..."

Before Lao Li finished speaking, he felt something was missing from his waist.

Looking down, the fan just fastened to his waist fell into Zhao Chen's hand.

"I'll just borrow it and return it to you later. Don't be so stingy!" Zhao Chen waved his fan and opened it completely.

Under Lao Litou's gritted eyes, he slapped the charcoal fire under the shelf fiercely.

At this moment, Wei Zheng was smiling crookedly.

What a good guy, he is the first in the world to dare to steal something from the emperor.

The key thing to grab is the emperor's favorite fan.

"Your Majesty, I feel..."

"You think it's nonsense." Wei Zhenggang wanted to instigate the emperor to deal with Zhao Chen severely, but the emperor just shouted at him.

Everyone in Wei Zheng was stunned.

The person who snatched the fan is not me. Why are you scolding an old man?

Wei Zheng felt aggrieved and angrily kicked over the stool behind the emperor.

When he turned around, he saw the emperor staring at him with two eyes.

…

Zhao Chen didn't care at all about the expression of Lao Litou behind him, the fan in his hand was shining with fire.

The charcoal fire flickered redly under the wind.

Under the scorching charcoal fire, the skewers placed on the back of the knife became sizzling and shiny after a while.

The aroma of meat quickly overwhelmed the choking smoke.

"Huhuhu——"

"The meat tastes so delicious."

"This is much more delicious than what we usually eat at home!"

"There are vendors from the Western Regions in the West Market who also make such things, but they definitely don't smell as good."

"Mr. Zhao is indeed very capable, but I don't know how these skewers taste."

"Let's go learn how to do it quickly."

The aroma wafted out in the wind, and some people followed and inhaled the smell of meat.

Some people even wiped their mouths with their hands, as if they were worried that their saliva would flow out.

More people immediately ran to their barbecue grills, thinking about the delicious food they just smelled, and everyone was full of expectations.

Old Li Tou kicked Wei Zheng's butt hard, and he was still feeling annoyed.

Suddenly, a strange smell of meat wafted into my nose, and I immediately felt comfortable.

Wei Zheng hummed a few words to Wei Zheng who lowered his head and did not dare to speak, then looked expectantly at the meat skewers sizzling on the back of the knife.

…

The kebabs are cooked very quickly.

Add various prepared seasonings, apply a thick layer of sesame sauce, and the skewers are wrapped in wide leaves.

"Quick, quick, quick, you all get out of the way." Lao Li was afraid that these guys who were crowded together would be knocked over by Zhao Chen.

He is particularly positive about what he eats than others.

Everyone stepped back and saw dozens of meat skewers placed on a small table.

"Boy Zhao, thank you for your hard work. Let's try it first." Lao Li Tou didn't seem to be in a hurry at this time.

He took a meat skewer and handed it to Zhao Chen.

"Guanyin Maid, this is yours."

"Ruoshuang, it's yours."

"You, each of you can only take one bunch, and get out of here after eating." After dividing it among several people, Old Li Tou and the ministers behind him shouted.