Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 463
Qiu Li silently turned her head to look at her little lady.

She was sitting on the soft cushion, with a calm expression of curiosity, exactly the same as the expressions of the neighbors next to her.

The cushion used by the little lady looks really comfortable.

The cushion was designed by Xue Ying, drawn by Mrs. Zhao, selected by Mrs. Xiao, and embroidered by her and Cherry.

The maids at home embroidered a lot of such cushions. Although none of them are as comfortable as the ones that the little lady sits on, they are different from other cushions.

Now that I have night classes every night, and everyone carries a mat, everyone really has less problems with sore backs.

Qiu Li stared at her for a long while, but she couldn't see anything from her face.

Well, it seems that my little lady is indeed a big person who is very flattered and calm when things happen.

She turned her head to look at Cherry. Cherry was drinking tea while talking to the proprietress, and after a while they argued over such idiotic questions as to where the cherries were delicious.

This idiot must not recognize the one sitting in the car, that is, the little white face that Xiao Nizi complained about all the way when they came to Beijing.

After all, the face is very different, the one in the car looks much older, not so white, and the eyebrows and eyes are not so beautiful.

The man who got into the little lady's car was a man, Qiuli could tell, so could Mrs. Zhao, and Mrs. Xiao knew it too.

But she really never thought that it was An Guogong.

Two old men pushing carts and selling water happened to pass by, and they were even more gossip than the three aunts and six wives, watching the carriage coming from a distance with their feet on their feet.

"Where is it, where is it? Why did you hear that the Duke was rescued by a beautiful woman? Didn't you mean that you went back to the capital together? Why didn't you see him?"

"That beauty is something you can see whenever you want. She is the third lady of the prime minister's mansion. In terms of appearance, she is the best in the capital, and in terms of talent, she is also rare in the world. She is comparable to the famous talented woman Zhao Yanfei in the past."

"I heard that although the Duke was rescued, he was seriously injured and lost his memory. It was Mrs. Wang who took good care of him along the way, so that Duke An's body recovered well. Hey, this beautiful hero, supported each other along the way, and got along day and night. Presumably this feeling must be serious, I think Duke An is going to marry a beauty this time around in Beijing."

Qiu Li looked up suddenly, her little lady had soft and calm eyes, calm and composed, she was nodding while listening with great interest, the teacup in her hand was made of black porcelain, and she drank ginger tea, presumably it might change in the past two days. sky.

Looking at the gentleness and tranquility in Gu Xiang's eyes, Qiu Li sighed softly in her heart, she really deserves to be her own little lady, it's as if Mount Tai collapsed before her face remained unchanged, amazing!
"puff--"

As soon as Qiu Li thought, she saw Gu Xiang's eyes were wide open, and a mouthful of water spewed out, splashing her head and face.

Gu Xiang coughed and wiped Qiu Li with a handkerchief.

Qiu Li: "..."

Okay, maybe the little lady is not so calm yet.

Gu Xiang coughed twice, blinked, and saw Qiuli, Cherry, and the proprietress who was coming out with the teapot all turned to look at her.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Xiang was silent for a while, then rolled his eyes. Amnesia is something that can happen in real life?
Considering she's probably wearing this book...

Uh, she still couldn't imagine how that An Guogong lost his memory.

Gu Xiang smiled, didn't think about it any more, just smiled and said, "Try zongzi?"

The Dragon Boat Festival is coming.

Recently, every household in the restaurants on the street has started to roll out zongzi. Gu Xiang has a lot of things to do recently, and he hasn't had time to think about the zongzi, so he counted the tasks at hand today.

Bobo meat ingredients, from light flavor to heavy flavor, have prepared four flavors, each more than 200 packs, and the little chefs are also very skilled in controlling the heat.

The Bobo Meat in her family is of high quality and cheap, and it just uses a seasoning skill. As long as the ingredients are prepared well, the little chefs can also make it.

Evening barbecue, Gu Xiang doesn't do much by herself these days, and she also provides various sauces and dipping materials that she adjusts and matches. If diners bump into her to cook barbecue, it is worth inviting friends to get drunk The beauty of the field.

Although the workload has been greatly reduced, the food account has not decreased, and has even increased slightly.

Gu Xiang can now live to be 25 years old, but now that the system disappears, she will end her life at 25 years old, at least not prematurely.

At this time of the year, very few women can live to 30 years old, even those daughters of noble families, only two or three out of ten can survive the difficulties again and again, can pass the hurdle of childbirth, Live well into your thirties.

Of course Gu Xiang is not satisfied, she is afraid of dying now, at least she has to live until the end of her life when no matter how much she saves food, she can't afford it.

When he had free time, Gu Xiang went shopping leisurely while researching how to make zongzi to better suit the tastes of diners in the capital.

The so-called sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, people in every place have their own preferences, and it is difficult to adjust to everyone. Gu Xiang has never had the little problems of those famous chefs. With a little persistence, she likes to adjust the taste of her dishes according to the tastes of diners.

Tofu nao can be salty or sweet.

Zongzi can of course be salty or sweet.

The Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, and the wind is also getting hotter. The heat waves roll over and over again, making people's scalp ache.

Gu Xiang changed into cool clothes, coarse cloth, and bought a straw hat from the side of the road to wear. Looking around, the weather is hot, and there are more pedestrians on the side of the road, and there are more stalls, selling snacks, gold and silver jewelry, Those who sell satin clothes, toys, and even pet toys are all in pieces.

Walking all the way, listening to the people singing and yelling, Gu Xiang saw at a glance that even the small vendors on the side of the road were full of energy, and the yelling was like singing, as if they could sing fresh lyrics and music at any time.

Gu Xiang patted her chest. Fortunately, when she attended the banquet before, the noble daughters asked Zhao Susu and Xue Ying to give her a high opinion of her countless times. Otherwise, if she was really dragged to play some poems, lyrics and songs, She would reveal her idiot attributes in an instant, which would be a bit embarrassing.

"Little lady, over there, over there, lend me the snow eagle."

Gu Xiang was staring at a few small stalls selling salted egg dumplings by the roadside, when Qiuli grabbed her, her voice floated.

Following Qiuli's line of sight, she saw someone rushing to her side.

There are a wide variety of jewelry, toys, and ornaments on the roadside. I dare not say that all of them are precious, but they are all exquisite, and they are not for sale, so they must be closed.

People in the capital love Guanpu, and many people gathered in front of the stall at this time.Gu Xiang was dragged by Qiu Li, and saw that the peddler had hung a disc on the high platform, with various things painted on it, including animals, flowers and trees, the smallest of which was bluegrass, and the peddler would turn the disc so that The guests throw small darts, and whoever can hit the bluegrass will get the most expensive bead crown on the stall.

The bead crown is very exquisite, especially the inlaid pearl, which is the size of a thumb belly, soft and bright in color, very precious.

(End of this chapter)