Shangshi female official

Before Ruan Sishan and Mo Xi had time to refute what the empress said, they were so reprimanded by Nanny Zhou that they immediately knelt down in a panic and said, "I would like to obey the imperial edict."

"You all need to put more effort into organizing the emperor's birthday banquet."

"Yes, ma'am."

After Wang Yifu finished serving the meal, she went to Mo Xi's dining room first, and as expected, Mo Xi was sitting at the door, puffing and puffing, gasping for breath, with broad shoulders and round shoulders, she nestled beside the stove and under the corner of the door, looking a bit cute.

With a smile on her face, Wang Yifu stepped forward to say hello: "Sister Moxi, smoke slowly, and be careful of choking."

"You're still in the mood to laugh, I'm almost dying of worry."

"Isn't it a great thing to be able to perform at the emperor's birthday banquet? Why worry about it?"

"What's so good about such a thankless job? If you don't do it well, you'll be kicked out of the palace. If you do it well, it's up to you whether you deserve any credit or not."

"But I think, this time you can put your heart down and do it seriously. Think about it, if Ruan Sishan is doing it with you, Qiu Shangshi will definitely not make any moves. Besides, you and Ruan Sishan are appointed by the empress to cooperate. If you do a good job, how can the empress not remember you."

"You, you really think of the best in everything."

Sitting on the threshold, next to Moxi, Wang Yifu said in a low voice: "Sister Moxi, you understand what your mother is thinking. You just don't want to get involved in this muddy water, but think about it, is this up to you? Your mother gave you the status of palm meal, can you let it go?"

Mo Xi held up the cigarette, and didn't take a puff for a long time, letting the green smoke float out of the cigarette pot, wisp after wisp flickering.

She stared at the wispy blue smoke with both eyes, and sighed: "You are right, I can't let it go."

Wang Yifu shook Mo Xi's hand, "Since you can't let go, don't miss the opportunity to shine."

Mo Xi took a puff of cigarette leisurely, then asked: "How is Shen Ci?"

"It's much better, the body is much better, but this heart, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"You can't just go home like this. It's hard for a girl without a hand to find a husband's family."

In the afternoon, Wang Yifu specially took a Ganoderma lucidum from the warehouse, and stewed Ganoderma lucidum old duck soup for Shen Ci. When Yue Hong came in the evening, she asked Yue Hong to take the whole pot away, and let him and Du Jingmo drink some, which was considered a reward for their hard work these days.

These days, from Yue Hong's mouth, Wang Yifu learned that Shen Ci's health was getting better and better, and that Du Jingmo's medical records were not optimistic, allowing Shen Ci to stay in An Le Tang for a longer period of time.

In this way, it can also give Wang Yifu more time to think of a better place for Shen Ci.

Mo Xi reminded her that if Shen Ci returned home with a handicapped hand, but she got married and settled down, she would definitely not be able to talk to a good family, and no family could accommodate a daughter-in-law who couldn't make clothes and cook with her hands.

Thinking of this, she found a day to go to Shangshi Bureau to find Chen Shangshi. It was lunch time, and there were people coming and going in and out of Shangshi Bureau's conference hall. There were too many things to arrange for the food of the foreign history in those days and the banquet dishes for the palace banquet.

What kind of table and chairs to use at the palace banquet, or futon cushions, what kind of porcelain to use on the table, and what texture will offend foreign ministers, Chen Shangshi has to review them one by one.

In addition to other problems, such as how to deal with insufficient porcelain materials, where to find ingredients, where to send letters and requests, how to transfer them, and what things Guanglu Temple should cooperate with, Chen Shangshi had to go through it all.

After passing through her, she still has to tell the empress, if the empress thinks something is wrong, she has to do it again.

Wang Yifu hesitated by the door, seeing that Chen Shangshi had a lot more white hair on his temples, his complexion turned darker, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became deeper.

Seeing these things in her eyes, she wanted to turn around and leave, and come back when she was done with her work for a while, but just as she turned around, she was stopped by Nanny Chen, "Eve, come in."

Wang Yifu had no choice but to turn back and enter the door. Some of the interrogators left, probably for dinner, and some were ordered to go on errands. Finally, Nanny Chen had time to have a meal. The meal was not steaming, and it had been cold for a while.

I saw Madam Chen picking up two mouthfuls of rice with a bowl of vegetables between them, it was really not like her to gobble it up, and she still asked: "What's the matter, tell me quickly, don't waste your time."

Wang Yifu hesitated again and again, but said, "It's about Shen Ci..."

"Is she better?"

"It's much better. I just amputated my finger and can't cook anymore."

Hearing this not-so-good news, Nanny Chen immediately chewed a lot slower, the hand holding the vegetables stopped in the air, she seemed to have lost her appetite, and put down her chopsticks.

Seeing this, Nanny Zhou sighed, so she had to put away the tray and replace it with a cup of tea.

Nanny Chen took a sip of her after-dinner tea, and asked again: "Have you already had an idea, say it, if it can be done, I'll ask Ting Lan to do it right away."

"I wonder if Shen Ci can go to the Inner Teaching Workshop. Although she can't cook anymore, she can teach. If there is something wrong with the preparatory maids, she can tell at a glance."

Nanny Chen held the tea bowl and leaned back in the chair, looking like she was taking a rest, but in fact her eyes were lowered and she was still thinking about this matter.

"Ting Lan, you go to Neijiaofang to inquire first, if you can arrange a place for Shen Ci, Shen Ci's culinary skills always have two or three points available."

"I'll go in the afternoon. My lord, you're short of lunch again."

"The food made by the Shangshan Supervisor only tastes that way, so you don't need to eat it."

"Since you started preparing the birthday banquet, you haven't had a serious meal."

"You worry too much. When serving meals, don't you also eat and drink well?"

"Your Majesty eats very little to keep in good health, and you can't even take a few mouthfuls with you. It's impossible to continue like this."

"Thousands of money are hard to buy to grow old and thin. I'm going to study with the emperor to keep in good health. Oh, but reading books these days, my eyes are so dazzled, I can't accept my old age."

"My lord, since you are serving the old age, don't be so disrespectful to your body, is it possible?"

"Hurry up and make arrangements for Shen Ci, don't let her wait for too long, it's the right thing to do."

Nanny Zhou could only smile slightly, Fuli left, and then a lot of people came into the room to ask questions, and Wang Yifu voluntarily retreated back to the dining room.

She was a idler for the time being, so she made snacks for the afternoon, including sliced ​​barbecued meat, Longjing cake, apricot flower cake, amber mung bean cake and pea yellow.

Seven days before the birthday banquet, the foreign envoys had all settled in Beijing, and most of the envoys were placed in other pavilions on the outskirts of Beijing.

They were going to stay in the capital for a month, and I heard that each envoy team brought dozens of people, including their own cooks, probably because they were afraid that the food in the capital would not be used to, and they would be so tired after traveling thousands of miles, so they didn't want to treat themselves badly.