The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

call--

It's almost finished. I'm exhausted!

In the fields of Wannian County, a group of people were busy until nightfall, and only ten thousand people had finished digging potatoes in one acre of land.

Everyone was too tired to stand up.

As long as Zhao Chen was sitting leisurely on the edge of the field, holding a small branch in his hand, he kept stirring the black things in the charcoal fire in front of him.

Empress Changsun and Li Ruoshuang sat on either side, while Wu Jue squatted in front of Zhao Chen, staring at the charcoal fire in front of him.

Hey, these potatoes look dark, are they delicious? Wu Jue looked up at Zhao Chen.

She had never eaten anything like this.

Zhao Chen said before that they would eat some potatoes tonight.

Wu Jue was still very happy.

After all, he had tasted Zhao Chen's cooking skills in the county government, and Wu Jue also knew that Zhao Chen's cooking skills were unparalleled in the world.

So she thought that this potato must be very delicious.

But seeing the dark, stone-like potato in front of him, Wu Jue suddenly wondered if his expectations were a little too high.

This thing looks just like black charcoal.

Can it be eaten?

Personal tastes are different. If you are not used to it, you can go back to the village to eat it! Zhao Chen said casually.

The presence of Wu Jue made Zhao Chen very embarrassed.

Although this little girl is young, she has a lot on her mind.

When I was talking to Empress Changsun just now, the aunt and uncle were calling her kindly.

For those who didn’t know, they thought she, Wu Jue, was really the queen’s niece.

After being scolded by Zhao Chen, Wu Jue looked a little sad.

She didn't understand why she was so unpopular with Zhao Chen.

It seems like this has been the case since Zhao Chen knew his name!

She even saw the sharp look in Zhao Chen's eyes many times.

This made Wu Jue feel scared and strange.

But where is she?

No one had to go, so he could only stay with Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen, where are the potatoes? Didn't you agree to eat potatoes at night?

I've been busy all afternoon today, and I'm already hungry. Li Shimin dropped his hoe and walked over, rubbing his waist.

The rest of the people were also holding their stomachs, rubbing their waists, and wiping sweat.

All come this way.

You can try it first! Zhao Chen picked out a fist-sized potato from a branch.

It's dark and looks no different from black coal.

Are you kidding me?

Is this a potato? Li Shimin put on his shoes and kicked the dark potato with his foot.

He felt that Zhao Chen was just fooling him.

Li Shimin drooled a little when he thought of the potato stew and beef he had eaten at Ganquan Hall.

It would be fine if Zhao Chen didn't make delicious potato and beef stew for him.

He even took out something dark and gave it to him.

He is the emperor, a saint of the Tang Dynasty, how can he eat such dirty food?

Come on, Dai Shaoqing, come and have a taste. Zhao Chen was too lazy to talk to Li Shimin and said to Dai Zhou on the side.

Dai Zhou was disgraced last time by Zhao Chen at Chongde Gate.

Although he didn't hold any grudge against Zhao Chen, he still felt a little uncomfortable, right?

Now Zhao Chen actually asked him to eat first?

Dai Zhou felt that Zhao Chen still resented him for not paying the toll last time.

Why is this kid so determined to retaliate?

Li Shimin was also moved when he heard that Zhao Chen asked Dai Zhou to eat first.

It's better to have someone try it for you first than worrying about it yourself.

Dai Zhou, you have worked hard today, I allow you to eat first! Li Shimin waved his hand shamelessly.

Obviously he didn't dare to taste it first, so he used Dai Zhou as a guinea pig, and he said it so righteously.

Dai Zhou looked at the dark potatoes on the ground with a bitter face.

Thinking that something like this would be delicious, he chopped off his own head.

The rest of the people didn't speak, they all looked at Dai Zhou, waiting to see his reaction.

What can Dai Zhou do?

The emperor has said such high-sounding words, but he still dares to say no?

Behind him, Li Xiaogong felt happy.

Fortunately, he didn't talk nonsense in front of the emperor before, otherwise he would be the one who tasted the black coal.

Hey, do you think these dark potatoes are edible? Li Ke stood behind and asked the people next to him.

Who knows, but looking at it... Cheng Chumo shook his head.

Is it because Dai Shaoqing didn't pay the toll last time, so sir... Fang Yizhi asked curiously.

No way! Changsun Chong curled his lips.

He didn't believe that Zhao Chen would be so stingy.

But he believed that these potatoes must not taste good.

Vice President Wei, have you ever eaten these potatoes? Qin Huaiyu asked.

I have eaten it, but it was beef stew with potatoes. It tasted delicious. As for this... Wei Zheng shook his head.

He also felt that Zhao Chen must be trying to trick people again, otherwise...

Everyone in Dai Zhou was stunned.

With so many people talking behind him, there was not a single good word to say.

Even if you say a few words, he will feel relieved!

Dai Qing, do you want me to pick it up for you myself? Li Shimin continued to use his remaining energy.

The irritation made Dai Zhou's face twitch.

It doesn't matter if he eats potatoes, but how dare he ask the emperor to pick them up for him.

No... no need, I will do it myself! Dai Zhou said quickly.

Potato left the fire for a while.

When Dai Zhou took it in his hand, it was no longer very hot.

Peel off the outer skin. Zhao Chen reminded.

When he saw Dai Zhou, he clearly wanted to stuff the whole baked potato into his mouth!

Ha ha!

The crowd burst into laughter.

Dai Zhou made a joke and tore open the potato skins with his hands.

As the black skin tore open, the golden, steaming potato flesh was revealed in front of him.

The faint aroma invaded the tip of Dai Zhou's nose.

Sniff- Dai Zhou took a deep breath, and the look on his face was no longer as uncomfortable as before.

Well - Dai Zhou took a bite of the potato and suddenly made a strange sound.

Before anyone could say anything, they saw Dai Zhou tearing open the outer skin and gnawing at the meat inside.

How does it taste? Li Shimin frowned.

This Dai Zhou is really good. Since it is not delicious, he still eats it so quickly.

The taste is very average! Dai Zhou said as he finished eating the roasted potatoes in his hand.

Then he used his foot to get a potato out of the edge of the fire.

Your Majesty, the taste is just average. If I eat a few more, maybe there will be some that taste better! Dai Zhou lied in front of Li Shimin without blushing or heartbeat.

The movements in his hands didn't even stop.

Even after swallowing, no one reacted, and they watched him eat another one.

Zhao Chen, it seems that the taste of these potatoes is just average. Li Shimin didn't expect that this guy Dai Zhou would lie to him. He crossed his arms and looked at Zhao Chen teasingly.

Finally, I found something that Zhao Chen didn't do well.

Well, it's indeed quite ordinary. You can stand by and watch. Zhao Chen smiled, waved to Wei Zheng and others, and said, Old Wei, everyone, come and have a taste.

After saying that, he returned some baked potatoes to Empress Changsun, Li Ruoshuang and the others.