wear it lord god

Chapter 2420 Waste Princess 8

This was because he saw that she had the favor of the Empress Dowager, so he didn't dare to accept her.

Xining said with a smile: "There is no reason to take back the money that has been spent. Besides, you may have to trouble me again in the future. Just take it."

The eunuch said he would not accept anything, so Xining tried another approach: "It just so happens that I have something to ask of you, and I need some firewood. This money can be used as the money to buy the firewood."

The eunuch only rolled his eyes and responded: "Okay, okay, when do you want it?"

"It's best today."

Firewood is not charcoal and is not valuable. This is clearly a gift of money. The eunuch immediately went to get firewood.

Half an hour later, the eunuch came with two young servants carrying firewood, and they almost filled up one wall of the courtyard.

Xining immediately called Chun'er and gave each of them five coins as a reward. Although it was not much, the meat on the mosquito's leg was still meat. They were originally here to do hard labor, but they didn't expect to get a reward. The two young eunuchs happily accepted it.

The eunuch saw that she was not a stingy person, so he said: "I am currently the steward of the kitchen, my name is Xinyi, if you have anything in the future, just come to the kitchen to find me."

"Okay, thank you very much, Weng Weng." Xining still addressed him with a respectful title.

After Xinyi bowed, she left with two eunuchs.

As soon as the people left, Chun'er grumbled in dissatisfaction: "This little firewood is not worth five taels of silver, and it was given as a reward. It's hard to get some money, the princess can't spend it like this."

This person just left and said this, not afraid of being heard by others. You know, in the palace, there are people with good eyesight and good hearing.

Xining sighed: "They are all poor people. When they get old, they will have to rely on the money they have saved." If you don't pay, how can you get so much firewood? You have to pick up branches, which will take about half a year or a year.

You can't cut down the trees in the yard at will, you can only pick up the branches that fall on the ground.

It's like why ordinary people buy firewood, and why woodcutters walk more than ten kilometers to carry firewood from the mountains to the market to sell? Because the mountains and forests are owned by owners, and you can only cut firewood in places where the owner is not in charge or where there is no owner temporarily. Otherwise, you can be caught and charged with theft and beaten to death.

Chun'er was very stingy with money. She only had one tael of silver per month. The princess's monthly allowance was ten taels, but she didn't know where the money was. When the wet nurse was still alive, she could still get it. After the wet nurse died, the money was said to have been given to Madam Jiang Shu. She asked Madam Jiang Shu once, but she said she didn't know the rules. If she dared to question her stepmother, both the master and the servant were punished to kneel in the yard for two hours and fainted. From then on, she never dared to ask again.

But the Fourteenth Princess had already gone out, and the servants couldn't say much.

Xining understood what was going on and urged Chun'er to make a fire.

After the fire was lit, the rack was put on, and a clay pot filled with half a pot of water was hung on the rack.

"Princess, what are you doing?" Chun'er screamed. Then she saw the Fourteenth Princess pouring a bag of salt into the pottery jar.

"Keep your voice down. I'm cooking." Xining sat on the small straw mat next to him and looked at the fire. "Go and do your work. Have you cleaned the house? Have you washed the clothes? Hurry up and work, or I won't give you any food."

Chun'er had no choice but to go to work. If the princess wanted to add salt, she could do it. As long as she was happy, she could just have dinner without salt.

Xining boiled salt water from morning to afternoon, using up a quarter of the firewood, and finally he saw what he wanted.

She carefully poured the salt water, which was less than one tenth of the previous one and was already very thick, onto the fine linen cloth to filter it, then poured the filtered concentrated salt water onto the iron plate and continued to heat it over a warm fire. After baking for more than an hour, the salt water slowly rose, and finally the salt water at the edge was dried, and a circle of white frost-like things surrounded the concentrated salt water that was as thick as brine.

After filtering it again, there were a lot of condensed substances containing moisture on the linen cloth. Pour it on the iron plate and fry it until it is dry. This is refined salt. In order to be on the safe side, when she arrived in the modern plane, she searched for some skills, such as salt, cement, ice making, soap, antibiotics, cooking oil, chewing gum, face cream, powder, mosquito coils... As expected, they were used this time.

But she didn't want to make a fortune from this, so she had to follow the original development rules of this plane. If she brought out things from hundreds or even a thousand years later, the whole world would be in chaos. You know, "A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind." Even if she built a kingdom for the body owner, the body owner might not be able to withstand it.

Looking at the small bag of refined salt that was only half of the coarse salt, I sighed that it was not easy.

For dinner, make flour pancakes and cook the remaining vegetables and put them in the pancakes.

Because of the refined salt, Xining felt that his taste buds finally came back to life. The coarse salt with a bitter taste was really hard to digest.

But look at Chun'er, this silly girl just kept eating without even raising her head. After she finished eating, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and said, "Princess, the cakes today are especially delicious."

Nonsense, I spent most of the day boiling the refined salt, it would be strange if it doesn’t taste good.

Early the next morning, Xining went to the Queen Mother.

As soon as she saw her, the maid immediately called Fuling, the empress dowager's maid. Fuling was about thirty years old, and although she was not part of the empress dowager's dowry, she was quite old in the palace.

Fuling raised her hands and clasped her left and right palms together in salute. After saluting, she led the way, smiling like a flower all the way: "Yesterday Ziling told the palace the good news, and now everything has been arranged properly, just waiting for the Fourteenth Princess to come."

The small kitchen was located in a corner of the yard. The mud outside was compacted, and a cook in a sleeveless open coat was helping an apprentice to cut a leg of lamb. Inside, there were all kinds of pots, pans, and bowls. In the middle was a long wooden table with various ingredients on it. Three cooks were busy cutting vegetables and cooking.

Even the water in the water tank was drawn by someone and was always filled.

Fuling led her to a small wooden table at the side, which was also piled with food. "This is the princess' quota. If it's not enough, feel free to use the ones on the table next to you."

Then he turned to the people in the room and shouted, "This is the Fourteenth Princess. You must help her with whatever she asks. Otherwise, if something goes wrong and the Queen Mother is unhappy, no one can save her."

Only a small number of people put down the work in their hands, but I saw that some people just said "yes" and went about their own business, so they followed suit and went about their own business.

Fuling turned to her and said, "Princess Fourteen, please feel free to use the food, supplies, and people here. I have something else to do, so I will take my leave first."

Xining nodded slightly, indicating his agreement.

Fuling bowed, and Chun'er, who was standing beside her, quickly returned the greeting. Fuling smiled and turned away.

The Queen Mother will have breakfast in an hour, so let's make it quickly. There are radishes on the table, and it seems that the Queen Mother listened to what I said yesterday and asked for radishes, and she was waiting to eat the radish balls.

There was a frying pan next to me, and the cook was boiling butter. That was great, I could fry them. Otherwise, the radish balls would taste much worse if they were not fried.

Cut the radish into shreds. There is no shredder in this dimension. I secretly pinched some refined salt from the salt bag and sprinkled it in. Then I poured the flour and a small amount of water and mixed it evenly.

Then everyone in the kitchen stared, watching her pinch with one hand and dig with a spoon, and a meatball went into the pan.

It’s fried! How arrogant!

The Queen Mother got up, finished dressing, sat at the small table, and prepared to eat.