Dongli drinks wine after dusk

Chapter 1
"Miss San, Mama Zhang in the small kitchen made your favorite roasted leg of lamb. The servant girl brought it to you as soon as it came out of the oven." Kikyo walked quickly, holding a silver-encrusted shank bigger than her own face. The lacquered boxwood tray came straight to the gazebo where the girl was in the small garden.

Jiang Jiuying, who was half leaning on the beauty's couch, put down the teacup in her hand, feeling a little regretful that she was only in a daze just now, and the clear and pleasantly fragrant tea was left to cool down like this, losing its original charm and becoming dull, Can't get in.

"Wait a minute, don't fall." The 13-year-old girl, with a clear voice and pure Mandarin, was very gracious.

"This roasted leg of lamb is delicious only if it is roasted fresh. If it is a little colder, the taste will be much inferior. Aren't you in a hurry. Girl, don't worry, the skill of serving dishes that I have practiced since I was a child, guarantees that half a drop of soup will be delicious." It won’t be sprinkled, and half of the seasoning won’t fall off.”

Platycodon grandiflorum is a crisp one, and she was chattering, and it didn't delay her to put the roasted lamb leg on the small table in front of the bed, and a few dishes of seasonal vegetables, meat and vegetables, all in color, fragrance and taste.

Jiang Jiuying couldn't help but smile, it was she who taught what Kikyo said just now, this girl has firmly remembered her likes and dislikes.

She likes this evil (comfortable) feudal society!
Another maid, Liandong, who had been standing quietly behind the background board, also stepped forward at this time, took away the tea that was not suitable for drinking, picked up the newly boiled water placed on the small red clay stove outside the gazebo, and brewed another pot Send it, and return quietly.

Eating meat and drinking heavily is already a matter of her previous life. Now Jiang Jiuying is underage, and she can't even get a mouthful of wine. Meat, she sweeps the small garden, hehe, there is no one around.

Resolutely ordered to stop the platycodon grandiflorum, which was cut up with a dagger. Jiang Jiuying rolled up her sleeves in a very unladylike way, picked it up and gnawed it, and signaled the two maids not to waste their money, and quickly shared the other one, it is delicious while it is hot Well.

Knowing the temperament of their own girl, Ji Jiao and Lian Dong just looked at each other helplessly, and didn't try to persuade them much, and just put their heads down.

For a while, the gazebo was quiet, only the occasional sound of cups and plates clinking.

"Today's braised bamboo shoots in oil are doing well. Mama Zhang has made some progress, but the mixed lotus root is too soft and glutinous. Girl, my teeth are fine, so I am impatient to eat." Jiang Jiuying asked two female envoys to clean her hands, Don’t forget to routinely comment on the craftsmanship of today’s small kitchen.

Ji Jiao smiled and said: "Mother Zhang is good at cooking, and if the girl continues to teach her like this, I'm afraid she will be able to enter the inner palace and cook with officials."

I don't know where my girl has so many wonderful ideas, many dishes, I have never seen it when I followed the girl to a banquet, but she is a little envoy, and she has a lot of mouth.

With thousands of years of gourmet culture, how can it be unpalatable to take the essence and discard the dross?Jiang Jiuying thought.

"Girl, it's just summer, and it's still colder by the water, let me wait for you to go back to the house." It's only mid-April, the time is just moving westward, the light is weakening, and the gazebo should not be left for a long time. My girl has been out for an hour. , Liandong remembered the order of the eldest lady, and persuaded her.

A small garden that came to stroll around twice a day, Jiang Jiuying didn't miss it much, so she responded kindly, Shi Shiran went back to the house and lay down, ready to take a nap comfortably, anyway, feeding, which is today's name The dinner is over, and the old lady has already sent someone to tell her that she is going out to the dinner, so there is no need to greet her.

She took off her coat, removed her jewelry, put on her home clothes, and curled up under the brocade quilt. Jiang Jiuying fell asleep almost as soon as she closed her eyes. Seeing this, the two maids put down the gauze curtain and moved the embroidered pier outside. Make some purses for girls to enjoy, and listen to the movement inside.

In the inner room, the sleeping Jiang Jiuying had a dream.

Maybe it can't be called a dream, it's more like a memory that has been immersed in the depths of my mind that I haven't thought of for a long time, but somehow came out.

What happened in my previous life, I don’t know if the Mengpo soup in the underworld was mixed with too much water, and someone who is obviously dead can still remember it clearly.

I remember that Jiang Jiuying in his previous life was named Gu Qingnan. He was a criminal police officer in a prefecture-level city not long ago. He majored in criminal psychology when he was in college. During the capture operation, he was hit by the criminal's stray bullet and died unfortunately.

The so-called death before leaving the teacher is probably the case.

When she regained her memory, she became a little baby, Jiu Ying, the third child of the Jiang family.

Because the first two are sons, and finally have a precious daughter, they are naturally favored by thousands of people. After 13 years, those past lives as Genzheng Miaohong's successors have faded away.

Unlike her previous life, where she hoped to make a career, Jiang Jiuying now really wants to be a white and fat rice bug, eating, drinking and having fun every day, listening to gossip, researching clothes and jewelry, living a stable life, and not knowing how happy she is.

What?Do you think this is a disgrace to the time traveler?Every traveler should make a contribution, stir up wind and rain, and must be mixed up, so as to live up to the wisdom of future people?Forehead!She also fantasized about it when she was a baby, unable to sit or crawl, and when she was extremely poor and bored.

Can you turn all living beings upside down with a face that is overwhelming, so that all the princes and sons will bow down under their pomegranate skirts, and finally sit in the most honorable position of the woman in the world, and compose a song for a lifetime, a pair of people, love the country without end A beautiful story?
There is a high probability that as long as the princes are a little bit more normal-minded and don't want any women, how could they abandon everything for the daughter of a small official who is not noble and does not help to win the big position?It is better to read less of some brain-dead online literature.

To be the first female head arrester in the Great Week?What?The Jiang family has been a scholarly family for hundreds of years, a famous lady, and a female man?Disgraceful!Lock it up and lock it up, don't let it out to harm the whole family.
Like Xu Xiake traveling around the world?Hey, there are no airplanes, high-speed rail cars, and even horse-drawn carriages without rubber tires and springs for shock absorption.

Just last year, Ms. Jiang Jiuying, who traveled far away for the first time with her mother to visit her grandfather, started getting motion sickness less than [-] miles away from her home. When she arrived at the gate of her grandfather’s house [-] miles away, she had less air intake and more exhaust air. , or stop dreaming.

Relying on the knowledge of future science and technology, seize the opportunity, produce some products that are not available in this era, sell them in every corner of the Great Zhou Empire, and become the number one richest businessman?

Well, the ideal is very full, but what do you know?

Do you remember how to make glass, or can you make steel?Or will it generate electricity?With a mind full of professional knowledge in psychology, it is amazing to be able to see some other people's careful thoughts, but for others, I can't do it at all!

Therefore, lying flat is the kingly way.

In my previous life, I spent five kilometers three times a week, memorized legal books thicker than a brick, and spent many years studying at night to pass the public exam. In this life, there is no need to do so much, right?

Stretch out your hand when you come to clothes, open your mouth when you come to eat, call for slaves and maidservants, BMW fragrant cars, isn't it fragrant?
(End of this chapter)