"Come here!" Li Chengqian, who was sitting cross-legged on the 'table', hooked his fingers at the carpenter.

"Your Highness, are you still satisfied with the 'chair'?" The craftsman was confident in his craftsmanship and with a little complacent, he stepped forward and bowed a few steps.

"I won't say whether I'm satisfied or not. I just want to ask, are you sitting at the table for dinner when you go home?" Li Chengqian said while using his white and tender little hands to gesture back and forth between the small table on the couch and the chair under his butt. And he suddenly realized that the chair seemed to be a bigger circle than the small table.

"Uh~" The carpenter seemed to have seen some tricks and felt it was not exciting. The guard standing next to him even twitched his lips. An 8-year-old child sat in the middle of the 'table' and felt quite funny.

"Do you think it's strange?" Li Chengqian wrinkled with his baby fat face, trying hard to show that he was very angry.

"It seems, it seems to be a little bigger!" The carpenter finally knew that something was wrong. The chair was too big, as if His Royal Highness was lying on both ends of the tops.

Fortunately, the Tang Dynasty was no better than the later Braided Dynasty, and would never be punished for such a little mistake. Otherwise, the carpenter would have made this big thing and despised the royal family. He would have been enough to kill a hundred heads.

"Are you okay, don't pretend to be guilty and cowardly. Come here, I will tell you what this chair looks like."

For the sake of a playboy life, Li Chengqian had to take out his energy and take action personally. He put all the ink on it. After spending a long time, he finally drew a simple drawing of a Taishi Chair on the paper, and then asked the guard to get a wooden stick and use a brush to mark the length, height and sizes on it.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is really a god, a villain, why didn't the villain think this chair could be made like this?" Holding the Grand Master chair drawn by Li Chengqian, the carpenter was so excited that his whole body was trembling.

He was able to be a craftsman in the palace, and his craftsmanship and vision were of high quality. Although this Taishi chair was painted like a chicken pad by Li Chengqian, it did not affect his judgment. The novel shapes and designs would definitely become popular in the palace, and even the nobles outside the palace would need it. It seemed that he was the only one who could make such a chair in the entire Tang Dynasty. How could the carpenter not be excited under such circumstances?

"Okay, if you flatter, just let it go, let's talk about your name." Li Chengqian was a little unaware of the carpenter's flattery. Does the prince need a grass like his previous life? It's embarrassing.

"Xiaomin, Xiaomin's surname is Zhang, he has no name, he is just a second in his family, so everyone is called Xiaomin's second in his name." The carpenter was so excited that he almost couldn't say anything incomplete.

Looking at Zhang Lao Er who was so excited that he almost cried, Li Chengqian, who originally wanted to show his approach to the people, was speechless. In desperation, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, Zhang Lao Er, I remember, you go down first, remember to get my chair ready as soon as possible."

Zhang Lao Er nodded and bowed happily, holding the wooden stick to make the Grand Master's chair. His Royal Highness can remember his name. There is no one else in the entire palace except him, so he must seize the time to complete the task and do it even if he doesn't sleep.

"Why do you have to ask a craftsman's name? Just give me some instructions? After talking to him for so long, the food is a little cold." Chunxiao saw that Zhang Lao Er had lost his shadow, so he whispered to Li Chengqian softly.

Chunxiao's words made Li Chengqian finally realize how low the status of a craftsman was. He even looked down on a palace maid. No wonder he asked his name and almost cried when he was so excited that he almost cried.

But Li Chengqian had no intention of correcting Chunxiao's views at this time. First, it was unnecessary, and second, what if it was corrected? Can Li Chengqian correct a palace maid and correct thousands of people in the Tang Dynasty?

"Don't mention this for now, let me see what delicious food is there." Just as I was busy with the craftsman, after almost half an hour passed, Li Chengqian felt that he was about to lose his temper.

When he opened the lid of the food box and saw what was inside, Li Chengqian's eyes widened and said in a daze: "What are these?"

"What's wrong with Your Highness? These are what you like to eat, such as deer jelly, chicken, winter amaranth, and Hu cakes." Chunxiao took out the things and put them on the small table on the couch. At the same time, he told Li Chengqian what foods he had, but he had no idea that Li Chengqian had already reached the verge of tears.

The venison is grilled, the hu cake is grilled, the chicken is cooked, and the winter amaranth is also cooked. When I was having dinner with Queen Changsun in Lizheng Hall, because I was very nervous, Li Chengqian did not notice the food problem. At this time, I returned to my "Lanruo Temple", and Li Chengqian, who had relaxed, finally learned what "Tang Dynasty Food" is.

He asked Chunxiao indirectly. Li Chengqian, a grassroots otakus who graduated from a third-rate University of Science and Technology, finally realized that in the Tang Dynasty, there were only three cooking methods: roasting, cooking and steaming. The cooking he liked did not exist in the Tang Dynasty at all.

Looking at the food on the small table, Li Chengqian sighed, and felt a long way to go from the bottom of his heart. And..., foodies from the Tang Dynasty, you have suffered!

"Chunxiao, picking up all the dishes on the big table. It's so tiring to eat like this." Li Chengqian, who was sitting cross-legged on the couch, ate a few bites of barbecue, and felt that the taste was not as bad as expected, but the eating posture was a little tired.

"Your Highness, what big table is it?" Chunxiao asked in confusion.

Li Chengqian said with a hint of helplessness towards the 'chair' that Zhang Laoer beats: "That!"

After a while of changing from a chair to a table, Li Chengqian sat on the table on the small table as he wished, eating the food on the chair. And according to his current height ratio, this combination is really suitable.

"Chunxiao, don't watch it, come and have a meal together." Li Chengqian was really not used to eating by himself, and others looked at it while turning his head and said to Chunxiao standing next to him.

"Your Highness just eat it yourself, I won't be hungry." Chunxiao was stunned by Li Chengqian and replied at a loss.

"Aren't you hungry? If I remember correctly, you didn't eat in Ganlu Palace, right? How could you not be hungry? Don't talk nonsense, come and eat together." As a grassroots otakus in the 21st century, Li Chengqian's thinking does not have any concept of hierarchy. He would never be able to let a 13-4-year-old girl watch his meals hungry.

"There is a difference between superiority and inferiority, and I am really not hungry. Your Highness should eat it yourself!" She was still very moved by Li Chengqian's memory that he had never eaten anything, but no matter how moved she was, she didn't dare to die when she was dining at the same table with the prince.

However, seeing the persistence in Li Chengqian's eyes, he was afraid that he would continue to talk, so he hurriedly opened the topic and said, "Your Highness should eat quickly. It's already very late. You must know that your Highness will go to school tomorrow. If you don't have a good rest, you will be punished by your husband!"
Chapter completed!