The King's Beautiful Chef
The Sweet Corn Porridge

When Chen Sisi received the letter from Chen Yelang, there was a hint of confusion. What does he have to do with Tianlong Heyu's appetite? The man wanted to eat his cooking while he was sick? Was this not Tianlong Heyu's new way of humiliating him?

Chen Sisi sneered. He knew Tianlong Heyu thought he was deliberately seducing her. Who wants to seduce him, is shameless. So he intends not to go. He was not afraid of the man at all. In the end, Chen Sisi clung to modern-day justice.

"Si'er, Xiaochen has just sent a message if the smelly (naughty) grandson has a fever. He wanted to eat his cooking to recover faster. Go and feed your brother," Grandpa Yi said somewhat irritatedly. That grandson of his just wanted to bully his granddaughter, this was unacceptable.

But Grandpa Yi was worried about Tianlong Heyu's body and the border war had never ended for the past few years. So inevitably, Chen Sisi could only obey him. He could understand his grandfather's concern for Tianlong Heyu. There's nothing wrong about this.

Tianlong Heyu was raised by Grandpa Yi early on and entered the military barracks to grow as a country hero. Perhaps with the presence of a sister, he could be calmer.

"Then I'll be ready soon."

Chen Sisi immediately prepared all the ingredients for cooking, put them in a basket and went on horseback. He could not take all the materials from the white jade bracelet room in the barracks later, it would definitely raise suspicion.

The journey takes a few hours. Chen Sisi would occasionally stop to rest and pluck the herbs he passed by. When I arrived at the barracks, it was late afternoon.

The guards let him in because of Tianlong Heyu's own orders. They recognized Chen Sisi from the first day of coming here with Grandpa Yi.

"Miss Chen, you're finally here," greeted Chen Yelang with a relieved smile.

Chen Sisi rolled his eyeballs. "Where is the sick king? I'll see it first."

Chen Yelang invited him to look at Tianlong Heyu who was sitting leaning against a simple bed. His face was a little pale and there was an aroma of herbal medicine in the air. It looks like the man just took medicine.

The two stared at each other for a long time. Chen Sisi did not feel any fluctuation in his heart and was indifferent upon seeing the man. To him, a man like Tianlong Heyu was just a narcissist.

"What do you want to eat?" ask without further ado.

Chen Yelang hurriedly replied before Tianlong Heyu mentioned the type of food. "Military doctors said that the king was not fit to eat food with great taste. Chicken porridge or sweet porridge may be suitable," he explained.

"Well, that's right too. I forgot she was sick." Chen Sisi nodded.

Chen Yelang slightly panicked and hurriedly left to carry out his duties. Chen Sisi said a few words to Tianlong Heyu and went to the kitchen to cook.

The cold weather required Chen Sisi to wear a warm robe this time. But when going to the kitchen, the fur cloak is removed so as not to get dirty.

Chen Sisi took out all the contents that were in the basket. When there was no one else in the kitchen, Chen Sisi took out the other materials from the white jade bracelet room.

"Sir, what cooking are you going to do today?" asked Baiyue who was already in the kitchen doorway.

"Morn porridge and chicken soup and boiled dumplings."

Chen Sisi looked at some corn, chicken and dumpling skin on the table. He began to prepare all the materials.

To make grits, Chen Sisi prepared three large-size pieces of sweet corn. Then clean it and wash it clean.

Chen Sisi also prepared a liter of coconut milk in a pot, plus pandan leaves, half a teaspoon of salt and sugar to taste. Then boil in medium fire. Only after that, input the corn that has been selected earlier along with sweetened condensed milk.

Then stir well until the boil ripens. Chen Sisi tasted the taste so as not to sweetness or lack of sugar. After the taste is right, he prepared a solution of cornstarch as a thickener of the porridge. Stir again for a moment and the grits are ready.

"The smell is so sweet."

Baiyue was tempted by the very appetizing aroma of sweet grits. The sweet aroma was smelled outside the military kitchen.

Some military chefs were curious and wanted to know what the girl was cooking. But they still hold back. Just ask after the girl finishes cooking later.

"Do you want to taste it?" tawang Chen Sisi's.

The white Persian cat showed his characteristic sour expression, slightly adorable in Chen Sisi's eyes.

"No, I prefer fish and corn boiled or roasted." Refused it.