The Great Ming Demon Pill: Your Majesty, please address me as the Crown Prince!

The smile on Sun's face immediately froze.

She can now empathize with Zhu Zhanji.

That brat is such a nuisance.

She took a deep breath, trying to suppress her anger.

Who told her to be still an unknown and unknown person?

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhang looked at each other in bewilderment.

This really left them speechless.

To put it bluntly, this has nothing to do with them, since Lady Sun has not yet entered the Eastern Palace.

Even if the Prince of Jiyang makes a slip of the tongue, so what?

To put it simply, there are only two children. How could these adults possibly interrupt?

Zhu Zhanji's expression was also somewhat unpleasant.

That brat Zhu Zhanjun wasn't talking about the Sun family at all; he was clearly slapping them in the face.

Just as he was about to say a few words on behalf of Madam Sun, Zhu Zhanjun suddenly slapped his forehead, as if he had just remembered something. He picked up the mahogany food box in his hand, grinned, and approached Zhu Zhanji's bedside: "Brother, I was so busy talking that I forgot my memory!"

"I brought you a gift especially for you, I guarantee you'll like it!"

Zhu Zhanji's rebuke, which was on the tip of his tongue, was immediately swallowed back. His face turned pale, and he could only stare blankly.

He couldn't very well refute Zhu Zhanjun's "goodwill" in front of his grandfather and parents.

Seeing this, Zhu Di stroked his beard and smiled, then added, "Zhanji, your brother is very thoughtful."

"I heard you weren't feeling well, so I personally cooked some food for you."

"This sentiment is truly rare."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Gaochi's chubby face was full of satisfaction, and he nodded repeatedly in agreement: "Father is right. Zhanjun, though young, knows how to care for his elder brother."

"Our Zhu family is all about brotherly love and respect."

Zhu Zhanjun's lips twitched.

I feel bad for my uncle.

They can even spout such nonsense as brotherly love and respect.

Madam Zhang forced a smile and followed up, saying, "Yes, Ji'er, your brother has put a lot of thought into this. Come and see what good things it is."

Zhu Zhanji felt a tightness in his chest, but he had no choice but to back down.

After all, you can't hit someone who's smiling.

His gaze fell on the exquisite food box, and he felt a little wary.

Based on his understanding of Zhu Zhanjun, what good intentions could this scoundrel possibly have?

nonexistent!

Zhu Zhanji suppressed his suspicions and slowly lifted the lid of the food box.

A rich and unique aroma instantly filled the air, a blend of soy sauce, vinegar, and spices, along with an indescribable smoky, oily scent that assaulted the nostrils.

Inside the food box, several pieces of bright red, oily, ring-shaped items were neatly arranged on a white porcelain plate. Each piece was coated with a thick, viscous, amber-colored sauce, in which finely chopped scallions, ginger, garlic, and specks of oil could be faintly seen.

These large intestines were cooked to a very plump consistency, with slightly wrinkled surfaces and an enticing sheen. As the steam rose, the aroma became even more irresistible.

Everyone in the hall was stunned, having never seen dishes like this before.

Zhu Di sniffed, somewhat surprised.

"What kind of dish is this?"

Zhu Gaochi sniffed the air, leaned closer, and examined it carefully: "Its shape resembles intestines, but the color, the sauce... it seems the imperial kitchen has never made such a dish before."

Zhang frowned slightly. She came from a distinguished family and her diet was always refined and light.

But this dish is really quite delicious.

Sun blinked; the large intestine smelled quite delicious.

Zhu Zhanji stared at the glistening, oily intestines on the plate, momentarily stunned.

Could it be that this kid has come with sincerity today?

This dish smells so good it makes your mouth water.

He looked up at Zhu Zhanjun, who was blinking his big eyes with an innocent expression.

"Brother, try some!"

"This is the 'Nine-Turned Intestines' that I carefully prepared for you."

"The fattest and most succulent pig intestines are selected and processed through multiple steps, including cleaning, blanching, deep-frying, and braising. The sauce is made with more than ten kinds of seasonings, such as soy sauce, sugar, vinegar, Shaoxing wine, pepper, cinnamon powder, and cardamom powder, and then simmered over low heat."

"It's incredibly tender and juicy, with a rich and mellow flavor; I've heard it's especially good for those who need nourishment!"

Zhu Zhanjun spoke eloquently, and Zhu Di listened with great interest: "Oh? What's the story behind the name 'Nine Turns'?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty," Zhu Zhanjun said solemnly, "this dish is made through a complex process, much like the Taoist elixir of immortality, hence its name."

"The flavor is a perfect blend of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty, with all five tastes present, ultimately merging into a unique and mellow aroma that leaves a lasting impression."

Zhu Zhanji looked at the dish called "Nine-Turned Intestines" and swallowed.

Unlike the Sui and Tang dynasties, the Ming dynasty did not dislike pork, nor did it avoid pork because of the character "朱" (Zhu).

On the contrary, pork is currently the most readily available meat for the people of the Ming Dynasty.

There were quite a few ways to eat pork during the Ming Dynasty.

However, at formal banquets in the imperial court, there would be no offal.

Privately, boiled pork, braised pork, smoked pork, sausage, and offal are all popular.

The nine-turn intestine dish before him truly opened his eyes.

This kid seems to have some humanity after all.

"Zhanjun, you've really put your heart into this." Zhu Zhanji smiled.

"Hey, what are you saying, Brother Ji?" Zhu Zhanjun immediately shook his head, completely serious. "We're brothers!"

"Brother Ji, you are weak right now, and you need this kind of rich and nourishing food all the more."

"Look at this large intestine. After my special treatment, it's incredibly fragrant."

"Moreover, to ensure the authentic taste, I deliberately preserved some of its original flavor; that's the essence!"

"Brother, please try it quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold, and you'll regret it!"

As he spoke, he took the initiative to pick up the silver chopsticks prepared next to him, and diligently picked up a piece of the most succulent, oily, and sauce-coated braised pork intestine, and offered it to Zhu Zhanji's mouth.

The large intestine trembled on the chopsticks, the thick sauce almost dripping, and the mixed aroma wafted straight to Zhu Zhanji's face.

Zhu Zhanji suddenly felt a strong sense of alarm!

Something is wrong!

has a problem!

Why is this kid suddenly being so attentive?

Could there be something wrong with this large intestine?

Zhu Zhanji instinctively avoided it.

"Zhanjun, I think I'd better not eat it."

Zhu Zhanjun looked heartbroken.

"Brother Ji, do you perhaps think my Nine-Turned Intestines are not presentable enough?"

"When I made it, I poured our deep brotherhood into it!"

[Ding! You have obtained a golden treasure chest!]

Zhu Zhanji: "!!!"

Look at your tea-making skills!

There was definitely a problem!

Before Zhu Di could speak, Zhu Gaochi became somewhat displeased.

"Zhanji, this is your brother's thoughtful gesture."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Don't let your brother's good intentions go to waste!"

Zhu Gaochi didn't pay attention to Zhu Zhanji's expression. He just felt that in front of the old man, Zhanjun, who was so young, knew how to be considerate of his older brother. But Zhu Gaochi, as the older brother, didn't have any magnanimity.

Zhu Zhanji's expression immediately became uncertain, caught in a dilemma.

He now has ample reason to suspect that the kid is deliberately causing trouble.

There's definitely something wrong with this large intestine!

The problem is, he only suspected it, but had no evidence.

If he doesn't eat this large intestine, he won't be able to prove that Zhu Zhanjun has ulterior motives.

If he ate it, he would get infected!

Eat or not?

This is a problem!

After hesitating for a while, Zhu Zhanji finally comforted himself.

This kid probably wouldn't poison him to death.

He doesn't have that much guts!

Perhaps he guessed wrong.

This kid came with sincerity.

What child is so bad?

Zhu Zhanji silently comforted himself, then opened his mouth and took a bite of the large intestine that Zhu Zhanjun handed him. After a few bites, his expression changed drastically.

This taste...

This taste...

What the hell!

There's poop!

He almost jumped out of bed, then immediately lay down and began to dry heave violently.

Zhang and Sun were immediately shocked.

Sun hurriedly came over and patted Zhu Zhanji on the back.

Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi looked at each other in bewilderment.

What's wrong?

After a while.

Zhu Zhanji barely managed to suppress his urge to vomit before bursting into fury.

"Did you try it yourself?"

Zhu Zhanjun looked very reserved.

No, not at all.

[Ding! You have obtained a golden treasure chest!]

Zhu Zhanji's forehead veins bulged.

"How did you cook this large intestine?"

Zhu Zhanjun had an honest and simple look on his face.

"I removed most of the fishy smell from the intestines."

"But I've preserved some of the original flavor of the large intestine."

"I think only by retaining some of the intestine flavor can you tell that you're eating large intestine."

Zhu Zhanji's nostrils flared with anger, his eyes widened, and he suppressed his rage.

"Are you intentionally holding back?"

"I kept some of it during the cleaning process," Zhu Zhanjun coughed lightly.

"Was it intentional or accidental?" Zhu Zhanji asked through gritted teeth.

"It was intentional, an accident," Zhu Zhanjun said, scratching his head.

[Ding! You have obtained a Prismatic Treasure Chest!]

Zhu Zhanjun!

Is this your reason for making me taste pig manure?!

I'm sooooooooooooooo!