"If you can trust us, what kind of dishes do you want to eat? I'll ask someone to prepare the menu and find a way to prepare it."

The shopkeeper doesn't want to lose this business.

Zhao Zeyu turned his head and looked at Song Nuan.

Song Nuan asked: "What does Mr. Yu mean?"

When you go out and in front of outsiders, Song Nuan will not call him Prince Yu directly, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"I heard for a long time that you have great cooking skills. I wonder if you have a good time today, you can also enjoy the benefits?"

Song Nuan smiled and looked at the shopkeeper.

"Since that's the case, the shopkeeper will take me to your kitchen to see what ingredients are there. It's so late, so it's too late to go out to buy ingredients."

"Okay, okay. Please!"

Song Nuan asked Zi Ye to take her two children back to the room, and Zhao Zeyu took the initiative to take care of the children and asked Zi Ye to go down to help.

The ingredients in the inn were quite fresh, and Song Nuan made some home-cooked dishes based on those ingredients.

Anyway, Zhao Zeyu didn't say that he had to eat delicacies.

Half an hour later, the dishes were placed on the table.

The shopkeeper stood at the table, looking at the delicious and delicious dishes on the table, and couldn't help swallowing.

The same ingredients, made by Song Nuan, are different from those made by their chefs, and they look much more delicious.

Zhao Zeyu took Yang Yang and Xier down.

"Mother."

"Be good, sit down!"

Yang Yang shook his head, looked up at Zhao Zeyu, and reached out to ask for help.

"Uncle Yu, please!"

Zhao Zeyu burst out laughing and shook his head.

"You two children are really..."

"Please!" Song Nuan also smiled and looked at the two children with a proud look.

They are so terrible. They know very well who can get close to each other without reservation and who needs to have a distance.

Song Nuan and his daughter sat down together with Zhao Zeyu and the four of them.

The same dish was placed on the table next to it, and Zi Ye and Zhao Zeyu's two guards sat there.

It’s not that Song Nuan doesn’t let Zi Ye sit with her, but because Zhao Zeyu is there, Zi Ye is not convenient to sit with her.

The shopkeeper took out a jar of good wine from the wine cellar and brought it over with a smile, "Young master, madam, good wine and good dishes, madam's cooking skills are really amazing."

Zhao Zeyu looked at the shopkeeper with appreciation.

This shopkeeper has a good eye.

"Let go!"

The shopkeeper nodded and put down the wine.

He looked at Yang Yang who was taking care of Xier for dinner, and then looked at Zhao Zeyu and Song Nuan.

"Young master, your two children are so well-behaved. This older child can take care of his younger sister, which is amazing."

"You couple are so blessed."

Zhao Zeyu reached out to get the wine and stopped, then looked at Song Nuan, wanting to see her reaction.

Song Nuan looked calm.

But Yang Yang immediately retorted, "This is my Uncle Yu."

Xier also echoed loudly, "Yes! This is our Uncle Yu, not Daddy. The shopkeeper, you are not allowed to talk nonsense, my dad is fine."

Zhao Zeyu smiled bitterly when he heard this.

What this means is that her father is good, he is not good?

The shopkeeper was very embarrassed.

I didn't get enough flattery, but instead hit the horse's legs.

"Young Master, Madam, you eat first, I'll go down and do my business first."

It was so embarrassing that he had to escape.

Zhao Zeyu nodded.

The guards at the table next to him were holding their chopsticks tightly and were stunned. Their master wasn't angry?

This is really strange.

Ziye gave them a cold look.

“Don’t eat it?”

The two of them were beaten by her and immediately came to their senses, "Eat and eat!"

Such a good meal, if you don’t eat it, you are a fool.

Song Nuan looked at Zhao Zeyu, "Young Master Yu, outsiders don't know, please don't care."

Zhao Zeyu waved his hand, "No!"

He didn't care. When the shopkeeper just now mistakenly thought Yang Yang and Xier were his and Song Nuan's children, he was very happy and his heart beat faster.

He himself doesn't know what's going on?

Zhao Zeyu lifted the wine pot and poured two glasses of wine in person. He handed one to Song Nuan, and then raised his glass.

"Thank you, Mrs. Wen, for cooking myself today, so I can enjoy my food."

Song Nuan also raised her cup, "It should be the three of us, mother and son. Thank you, Mr. Yu, for helping us to save the two children from the disaster."

"Thank you!"

Zhao Zeyu waved his hand and smiled faintly.

"So, then we'll drink it together."

"drink!"

The two drank the wine together.

Zhao Zeyu continued to fill her up, but he did not persuade her to drink, but instead got up to eat chopsticks and ate the dishes.

This is his first time eating a meal made by Song Nuan.

Although it is not a delicacy, it is the best one he has ever eaten.

When Yangyang blew the soup until the temperature was almost the same, he handed it to Xier. Xier took the bowl, but somehow, his hand slipped and the bowl fell down, and a bowl of soup sprinkled directly on Yangyang's legs.

Fortunately, the soup is no longer hot.

"Brother, I'm sorry!"

"It's okay! It's okay!" The soup was not hot, so I just had to go back to my room to change my clothes.

Yang Yang waved his hand.

Zhao Zeyu stood up and said, "Yangyang, let me go back to the room with you."

Song Nuan also stood up, "I'll go."

Zhao Zeyu looked at Yangyang, "Yangyang, you are a man."

Yang Yang knew it and immediately said to Song Nuan, "Mom, I'll just go with Uncle Yu."

Zhao Zeyu looked at Yangyang with admiration and led him back to the second floor house.

"Do you need me to help you?"

"No! I can do it myself." Yang Yang took out his clothes first like a little adult, and then walked behind the screen.

Zhao Zeyu was not very relieved, "I'd better go with you and let me see if there are any burns?"

After saying that, despite Yang Yang's wish, he also came to the back of the screen.

He squatted in front of Yang Yang, reached out and started to help him take off his clothes.

Then, help him check if there are any burns?

The calves were a little red and there were no blisters. Yangyang didn't tell any lies. It was indeed because the temperature of the soup was not hot.

Yang Yang took off his clothes, turned his back to Zhao Zeyu.

Zhao Zeyu took the handkerchief and wet it with warm water, preparing to wipe it for him, but suddenly he stood there and stared at his back tightly.

There is a birthmark on Yangyang's back.

Zhao Zeyu has read this birthmark on paper. The same location, the same birthmark, are of the same age.
To be continued...