Shangshi female official

"Then I just ask a few words, you should go back and rest early."

"I'm not in a hurry. If you're willing to stay here for a while, it doesn't matter if I sleep less."

"How can I do that. Jingmo, we will spend a lot of time together when we go out of the palace in the future, and we don't care about this moment."

Du Jingmo was a little disappointed and a little bit happy. The disappointment was that they hurried away every time they met. The joy was that as long as they could go out in the future, they would definitely stay together forever and be inseparable.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't care about the moment, and said with a smile, "What do you want to ask?"

"The eleventh prince has a bad appetite, and he caught a cold two days ago. Although I know how to cook, I don't know much about medicine. I want to ask what can I make to appetize the prince, so I can eat more?"

Speaking of Du Jingmo's field of expertise, he immediately became more serious, and said carefully: "I have a bad appetite, most of which are due to cold stomach and spleen deficiency. In terms of diet, it is best to use more ginger, pepper, astragalus, jujube, yam... you wait , I will write to you, and I will check the book again in the next few days, and I will tell you if I have anything to add."

"Okay, this time I'm going to ask you."

Du Jingmo went back to the room and wrote a piece of paper for her. When the ink was dry, Wang Yifu folded it up and put it in his sleeve pocket, "Thank you, Jingmo. You are tired too, go back and rest earlier."

She turned around and was about to leave, but remembering that there was one more thing to do, she hurriedly turned her head and said, "Jing Mo, you woke up, can you ask Brother Yue to come to me, I ask him for something."

Du Jingmo avoided her eyes and remained silent for a while.

Wang Yifu sensed something was wrong, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Du Jingmo still didn't answer her.

"Could it be...the two of you had a fight?"

Du Jingmo was in a hurry again now, he raised his head, maintained his rare calm tone, and said, "If you keep talking, we will really quarrel."

Wang Yifu asked a boring question, and only said, "Why is that?"

Du Jingmo pursed his lips lightly, his clear eyes were so innocent, he tentatively asked, "Don't you think that when you come to Tai Hospital to look for me, you are always looking for Yue Hong?"

When Wang Yifu heard this, she paused, then suddenly let out a snort, giggling and giggling non-stop, laughing so hard that she couldn't control herself.

Du Jingmo panicked, "What are you laughing at?"

Wang Yifu finally stopped laughing, bent over to look at him with a sideways face, and said with a teasing smile: "Could it be...are you jealous?"

Du Jingmo was startled, blinked his eyes, opened and closed his mouth, trembled for a long time but couldn't speak.

"Okay, Doctor Du, I understand." She lowered her voice and said, "When we leave the palace, we won't look for him again, okay?"

The Lan Rulan's breath hit Du Jingmo's face, which already made people nervous, and because Wang Yifu pointed out what was on his mind, Du Jingmo's ears turned red, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

He was so ashamed that he said hello in a daze.

Wang Yifu felt satisfied, smiled and left happily with the list of ingredients.

Back in the dining room, Wang Yifu followed Du Jingmo's instructions and made a peppery pork belly soup, sprinkled a lot of pepper to enhance the flavor, and made a ginger yam, served with fruit pickles from the sauce tank.

In addition to cooking by herself, she also took a look at the dishes made by other court ladies. There was a steamed egg with shrimps in broth, which was slightly green, and fried corn with green beans and radishes.

When seeing a bowl of multigrain porridge, Wang Yifu couldn't help admonishing him: "The prince has a bad appetite, I would rather make simple plain porridge than this hard-to-digest multigrain porridge."

The court lady who cooked the dishes weakly answered yes, and the dozen or so dishes at noon were sent to the East Fifth Institute by the eunuch who carried the meal.

Wang Yifu waited at the door at noon and walked up and down, looking in the direction of the alley, waiting for the eunuch who carried the meal to come back. Today was also strange, the eunuch who carried the meal came back much later than the day before, and it took more than half an hour to see him. They carried the food box back.

Wang Yifu ordered the eunuch to open the food box, and her two dishes were sent back intact, there were more fruit pickles than yesterday, and a lot of the steamed eggs and multigrain porridge were eaten.

She frowned, this is not right, the eleventh prince has a bad appetite, why is he willing to eat so much porridge?It should be more uncomfortable to eat.

Seeing that Wang Yifu was puzzled, the eunuch who raised the front pole looked up at her, his eyes flickered again, and then looked up again after a while, Wang Yifu saw something strange, and asked: "Today, the eleventh prince ate so much miscellaneous grain porridge, Your appetite has improved, do you have any orders from the discipline nurse and nurse?"

"Mommy said, don't make the pork belly soup and yam in the future, the prince likes to eat this multigrain porridge, so you should make more."

As soon as Wang Yifu heard it, she knew that there was something wrong with the discipline nanny. The prince didn't like to eat food that nourished the spleen and stomach, but the prince who worked hard and couldn't digest it liked it. It made people lose their appetite and lost weight day by day.

It's not whether the eleventh prince likes to eat or not, it's the people around him who don't let him eat.

Wang Yifu asked again with a smile: "Did Mammy eat lunch? What does Mammy have for lunch?"

The two eunuchs glanced at each other, and said: "Don't you know, my lord? Nanny will test the poison of everything the princes import."

Wang Yifu almost couldn't catch her breath, so she ate a little food, which was enough for the two of them, so the prince didn't eat, so she forced a smile and said, "I see, you go."

Wang Yifu sat at the entrance of the dining room for a long time in the afternoon. The people who came and went thought she was in a daze. Make pork belly soup.

In the evening, Wang Yifu still had pork belly soup in her dishes, but she picked out all the pork belly, made a horseshoe and a lion's head, put it in, and put a vegetable beside it.

To make the horseshoe lion head, she added more pepper and ginger juice, put it in a blue cup, covered it with a lid, and sent it away. It was called stewed lion head, but it was actually peppery pork belly soup.

When the food-carrying eunuch carried the dinner away, Wang Yifu took a special look at the dishes sent over. The dinner actually had sea urchin steamed eggs, the surface of the egg was green, and there was a circle of sea urchins.

She remembered that there were steamed eggs at noon, so she asked, "The eleventh prince loves eggs, so he can't eat them all at once."

The Shangshi palace lady who made the steamed eggs gave a shiver, and said hesitantly: "The prince's discipline mother said that the prince has a bad appetite, so you should cook more of the things you like to eat."

"If the prince likes to eat eggs, boil them, fry them, stuff them with meat and eggs, or make some other fillings to stuff them in. You can't just steam them all at once."

"You can discipline the nanny..."

Wang Yifu turned around and looked directly at the maid. The maid lowered her head even more and became silent. Wang Yifu smiled slightly and asked, "Are you getting very close to the mother-in-law of the eleventh prince?" ?”

As soon as she finished asking, Fu Dianshan walked over from nowhere, and spoke for the court lady in a grand manner.