Jinghua little cook

Chapter 22
"When I was young, my family was poor, and I was naughty. My first mother beat me several times for my stupid things when she was alive."

When it comes to ancestors, Lu Xiling dare not make jokes.

When the wind blew, Hu Erniang shivered, and subconsciously walked over to Mr. Yong Lang.

Mr. Yonglang lifted his cloak and wrapped him in his arms.

Bean Sprout lowered his head to enjoy the dishes, while Lu Xiling hugged his shoulders and took a mouthful of dog food.

The gentry of this dynasty valued martial arts over literature, so there were more people carrying guns and mounted horses, and less people dancing and writing. In addition, Di Bei's iron-blooded wolf king was now in power, and there was no room for scholars to use their talents.

Blessings to Bi people are indispensable, but it is also because of the closeness that Lu Xiling decided to say some harsh words.

Unexpectedly, Prime Minister Yonglang Jun could hold a boat in his belly, he laughed instead of anger, and said: "My appearance is indeed that of a scholar."

What does this mean?

Is it because you look thin when you dress up, and you look fleshy when you take off your clothes?

Lu Xiling didn't want to look too deeply, so she had to shift her gaze to Erniang Hu.

Hu Erniang's cheeks were flushed, and she said coquettishly, "Look at what I'm doing."

Yonglang Jun smiled even more prettily, and hugged the beauty in his arms even tighter.

"I'm not good at books of sages and sages. I have only been a scholar for many years. However, I am good at managing the world."

He pointed at the tofu, with a hint of stubbornness in his gentleness: "Miss, is this egg white beaten by hand?"

"Didn't you hit it with your hands?" Bean Sprout muttered, regaining his energy, and waved his trembling little hand to show the other side.

Lu Xiling didn't care about her, and continued to chat: "Could it be that your husband has something good to do?"

Mr. Yonglang said: "It's not a solution, it's just a little clumsy plan in my childhood."

Too much modesty is showing off!

The bowls and chopsticks are temporarily put away.

Mr. Yonglang became interested, and called Hu Erniang to hand over bamboo barrels and sticks, and found small objects such as hemp rope and knives from the warehouse.

Mr. Yonglang said while pouring the bamboo joints into the boiling water: "Actually, this thing is similar to Wuzuan. To make it, you need to remove the sugar first, then kill it, and finally tie two chopsticks on the handle of the drill. "

Lu Xiling sat on the side watching, lost in thought.

Good guy.

A simple version of the egg beater?

Sure enough, the master is among the people!
Mr. Yonglang threaded the needle, and Erniang Hu sat beside him and passed the nails and ropes.

Although the interaction between the two does not have the ambiguity of red sleeves adding fragrance, it also has the warmth of slowly growing old with you.

Lu Xiling was proud that she got the equipment for nothing, and cast envious eyes.

One is to do, two are also to be done, Mr. Yonglang simply made a pair.

The hemp rope wears out badly over time, so if one is broken, another one can be replaced.

This time it's Yonglang-jun's turn to tease the girls who haven't left the cabinet yet.

"I just don't know if it's broken in the future, will anyone be able to repair it for you?"

Lu Xiling said with a smile: "I'm not good at acupuncture, but it's about 'eating', so I can't help it."

Several people around the table laughed.

Lu Xiling took the wooden egg beater, her eyes lit up with liking.

"Your Majesty passed on my skills, and I will repay him with delicacies."

Speaking of landing, Xiling planned to write down the recipe for "Fuyuan Tofu".

Mr. Yonglang raised his hand to stop it and said: "No need to do this, the girl cured my stubborn illness, I haven't had time to thank the girl in the future, how can this little gadget be easy to receive a gift from the girl in return."

Erniang Hu followed suit.

"No need, I'm very clumsy, I can't do it even if you write it, why don't I want to eat it later and find you to continue the gluttonous joy!"

Lu Xiling was amused by the husband and wife singing.

In order not to make it feel like visiting relatives during the Chinese New Year, she decided not to refuse anymore, turned around and went to the kitchen to bring out two more side dishes.

The moonlight is getting darker, but the few people chat more and more speculatively.

Bean Sprout was reluctant to go back to sleep, so he curled up on the chair and leaned on his chin.

Lu Xiling helped her put on her clothes, listening with gusto.

While the three adults were toasting and chatting, Lu Xiling finally understood why Shen Jiedu envoy recruited talents into the mansion.

"The big gentry are getting richer and the common people are getting poorer. This is the root cause of the past emperor. If the current emperor wants to sit firmly on the throne, this matter will not be eliminated."

Mr. Yonglang raised his glass and said melancholy: "The unevenness of food and tax has existed in all dynasties. It is not a difficult matter at all, but now there is a talker in Shu who beats the drum every day without saying anything, and leads the people to revolt."

"The Fourth Highness is still young and cannot bear the heavy responsibility. I heard that the matter of the uprising has been handed over to the Forbidden Army Office. If the matter can be settled, Mr. Shen has allowed me to assist him in managing the agricultural and mulberry merchants."

Mr. Yonglang stroked Hu Erniang's sideburns for him.

"Er Niang has worked hard for me for many years, and she should enjoy the blessings in the future."

Political topics are too sensitive, so Lu Xiling just listens and doesn't ask.

But she really hit the chewing gum.

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In front of Xinchang Palace.

Bai Shuping stepped back, sighing playfully.

"Fengzhi's temperament is exactly the same as that of the mother's queen. More importantly, she won't eat if she doesn't eat."

He smiled, and said again: "Father is also the same, Feng Zhi said he would not eat, so he really refused to allow Shangshi Bureau to deliver food to her."

"It's on the cusp of the storm, and it's the Shangsi Festival. If she behaves well in the street, she won't suffer from hunger."

Bai Shu looked at the stern second brother, pursed her lips, and smiled helplessly.

Bai Ye, who was swinging his horsewhip in front of him, snorted softly: "The people who live in Xinchang Palace really don't make people feel at ease."

And also very backbone.

Xinchang Palace is the closest palace to the Shangshi Bureau. Most people who choose this place as their living quarters do so to satisfy their appetites.

The corridors are covered with red walls and blue tiles.

Standing here, Bai Ye couldn't help thinking of the previous owner of the palace.

Needless to say, you can eat gluttony.

A person who loves money so much, he didn't even take a single treasure with him when he left.

Even half of the golden nudes that he deliberately placed in front of the dowry mirror were not missing.

As sensitive as Bai Shu, he immediately heard the meaning behind Bai Ye's words.

It was rare for the two brothers to have a heart-to-heart talk, and Bai Shu was about to follow the vine and talk about something indecent, but Bai Ye refused to give him a chance, and returned to political affairs.

"Remember to hand over the thorns that Mr. Shen caught back to the imperial army."

Bai Shu was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses in a moment.

"Second brother intends to kill chickens and monkeys?"

Bai Ye raised the corners of his lips, the answer was self-evident.

"Second brother, can you bring me and fourth brother to learn the skills?"

"Why should I bring it?"

Bai Shu laughed, he just wanted to watch the excitement, there was no legitimate reason.

However, the shield of the fourth brother is different.

"Awu is a brain in his work, and his father intends to support him, but he only knows how to do things step by step, black and white. If this continues, the old guys in the pavilion will not be able to win."

Bai Ye glanced back.

Bai Shu quickly looked around, the servants he sent just now had already disappeared.

"Second brother, let the younger brothers learn a lot, and I will invite second brother to the restaurant later."

Talking about going to a restaurant might not be tempting enough, Bai Shu drilled into his heart: "Why don't you go to the pastry shop in the south of the city? Vice General He said that the pastry tastes very good."

Bai Shu smiled: "I heard that Wen Pushe's family also like homemade pastries."

Bai Ye gets a headache when he mentions the affair.

A headache makes life difficult for younger brothers and sisters.

"I'm going to Fa'en Temple to offer Buddha in the Palace during the Buddha Bathing Festival. If you want to learn the basics, be careful first. You're always staring at eating and drinking, but you're not doing anything. In two days, I'll send you and Fengzhi to the temple for meditation and fasting."

(End of this chapter)