Jinghua little cook

In March last year, just as the weather was getting warmer, Lu Xiling came to Libei Grassland with the army led by Bai Ye.

It had been two years since they left, and the shop in the capital was temporarily left to Liang Chen and Douya to take care of. Douya cried several times over this matter. Fortunately, Aunt Li helped to persuade him, otherwise this girl would have had to follow.

The spring in Libei is green and green, which is somewhat different from the bitter cold land in my impression.

There was also high-quality beef and mutton here. Occasionally, Bai Ye would take her privately to the hot spring villa to hunt wild boars and rabbits. With Lu Xiling here, he wouldn't be afraid of not being able to do anything.

But even if she uses her eighteen classes of martial arts, she can't stand up to her greedy taste.

On this day, her aunt sent her a basket of loquats from Shu, which finally soothed her craving.

"It's better to be an aunt. She always thinks about me and even knows how to bring me food. Your master seems to be lacking in this aspect."

He Quan was picking vegetables in the kitchen, and his eyes widened when he heard this: "Did the princess forget so quickly the hairpin ring and step rocker that the prince bought some time ago?"

How could I forget this? Gold is one of the true loves of a woman's life. In addition to the gold hairpin rings, gold steps, and gold bracelets given by Bai Ye, there are also gold cakes and gold necklaces given by the Holy One. She keeps them all in the box, and she has to look at them from time to time. .

It's just that the emperor's family wants to save face, and the gold bracelet costs at least eighty grams. She cooks with real influence.

Naturally, Lu Xiling would not admit that he had made a mistake, and said seriously: "Otherwise, you men are just one-sided. Do women who like you just like the gold and silver jewelry you give them? The emotional value is equally important."

"...emotional value?"

Lu Xiling nodded and said as if he was a doctor of love: "Do you only like your wife because of her lovely appearance? No, it must be that you are happy and comfortable together and you are willing to be together. When others tell you, you must not praise your wife. My husband is particularly nice today."

Looking at her provocatively, He Quan began to think about it. It seemed that this was the case. Although his wife was not a peerless beauty, she was the girl he loved. In his eyes, his wife was naturally excellent in every aspect.

"But what does this have to do with the value you're talking about?"

"Of course it does matter. A word of concern goes a long way. Gold, silver and jewelry are good, but ordinary people still have to live a comfortable life."

"But your master spends all day in the study. He hasn't thought about me for half a month~I'm afraid he's going to have a seven-year itch."

As for the subtext, Lu Xiling didn't hesitate to explain it. She should slowly realize it by herself. There was a basket of yellow loquats in front of her, waiting for her to take off her clothes.

He Quan left the scene angrily and went to the hall to look for Bai Ye. He reported everything he saw, heard and thought to his master, which was quite a sign of sympathy between husband and wife.

Bai Ye was busy building a trade team from the north to the west for the past few days, and his eyes were filled with black and blue. Hearing He Quan's complaints, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. After a while, she smiled self-deprecatingly. In this matter, the Queen is indeed a person of her word.

Six years ago, the Libei military camp was attacked by the enemy and needed emergency support. The whole imperial court was in panic. After many days of discussion on who should be the commander, they still could not come to a conclusion.

Bai Ye, who has always been called the wolf cub of Libei, was kept in the middle palace. He was not allowed to participate in politics or hold power, and had nothing to do all day long.

The queen came to see him several times, but she only saw him standing in front of the silver pot and throwing the pot over and over again. Everyone in the palace said that his father and brothers were uncertain whether they would survive on the battlefield. He couldn't kill him, and he couldn't let go. He could only Rely on throwing pots to relieve anxiety and depression.

The rumors were like scattered smoke and disappeared without a trace, but the next day the whole palace knew about it.

One day, the queen summoned him to the imperial garden to relieve his boredom. Now the inside and outside of the palace were in chaos and panic. No careless people looked at him anymore, and he felt comfortable and safe talking.

"These are the loquats that Yinzhou paid tribute to. Your Majesty ordered me to reward them with you. They say they can relieve the heat and relieve inflammation, so you can eat more." The queen pushed the fruit plate in front of Bai Ye.

Bai Ye's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes moved from the loquat to the Queen: "Does the Queen want me to show off?"

They both knew whether Li Bei had been attacked or not. The victory or defeat was about to be decided. He was too lazy to pretend, so why did he need to eat loquats to relieve the fire? However, there was a certain person who had been infected with the cold since before he entered the palace. , I have been coughing for months and haven’t gotten better.

Bai Ye picked one up, looked around, and said with a smile: "The golden silk meat is tender and juicy, has a rich texture, and has a refreshing and unique taste. It can be used as medicine to clear the lungs and relieve coughs. Eating it dry can also nourish yin and promote fluid production. It is indeed a good thing."

The queen didn't know what she thought of, but she actually laughed: "You understand better than me."

Bai Ye was stunned for a moment and then started laughing.

After staying with that person for a long time, her life was so solid that Bai Ye even sometimes felt that she was also a foodie. In addition, she always talked about food rules for three meals a day, so she got used to it and understood a lot.

But the family feud cannot be forgotten, and the humiliation and loss cannot be tolerated.

With a thought in his mind, Bai Ye put the loquat back on the plate, returned to his unconcerned look, and said, "Can you please do me one more favor and send this loquat to the governor's house in your name?" .”

He looked a little tired and leaned back on his chair after finishing speaking.

The queen smiled softly. She was involved in the entire marriage between him and Lu Xiling. Of course she knew what was true and what was false under the Bai family roof.

She knew her niece best. Although she talked about eating and drinking every day, in her heart she had the same ideas, but she still knew nothing about one thing. Seeing Bai Ye getting up to leave, the queen stopped him and said, "Since you are worried, why didn't you say that this fruit basket was sent by you?"

Bai Ye gently tugged at the corner of his lower lip: "Farewell, the horse from Libei travels thousands of miles in a day. I am smiling and cheerful now, but I will never return my bones tomorrow. If I lose this battle, I am really willing to let your niece give it to me." Buried with him? Even if he is a widow, I don’t think my wife can bear to part with her."

Bai Ye smiled slightly, waved his hand and left.

In the afternoon of that day, the queen personally went out of the palace to visit Lu Xiling. Looking at her niece's foodie look, she would inexplicably think of the young man who was throwing pots in the backyard to relieve his boredom.

According to her opinion, Li Bei's request for help is false, but relieving his worries is real. "Why are you drooling just looking at her? Why don't you eat?" The queen smoothed away the broken hair from her forehead. The disease came like a mountain. This disease made the already dry little girl become thinner and smaller.

Lu Xiling smiled and touched the loquats curiously for a long time: "I don't know, aunt, but there are many ways to eat loquats, such as loquat paste, fried loquats, loquat wine and canned loquats!"

"I don't understand what you eat. In short, the loquat is yours. You can eat it as you want!" The queen smiled fondly, but she did not tell her the origin of the loquat.

Lu Xiling was embarrassed to accept the gift. Although she didn't leave the house, she still heard a lot from the maidservant. She knew that there were difficulties in the palace. As the master of the palace and the mother of the world, it must be very difficult for her aunt. .

Now that he had a rare free time, Lu Xiling went to the kitchen and hurriedly processed the loquats and made two portions of canned loquats.

She told the nun beside the Queen: "Don't eat it when you get back. Once the rock sugar inside has melted, put the can in the palace's ice pan and refrigerate it for three hours. The taste will be more fragrant and refreshing."

Mammy smiled and bowed, and said a few words of personal sympathy in the Queen's ear.

When parting, Lu Xiling came out of the house to see the driver off. He leaned on the handle of the queen's carriage and said, "The canned food is still fresh and delicious. If my aunt can't finish it, can you send a portion to the governor?"

The queen raised her eyebrows: "So you treat your aunt as an idler?"

"My niece doesn't dare!" Lu Xiling said coquettishly: "My niece is just thinking about something happening at the border, and the governor will inevitably feel anxious. Although we are married, we have also gotten along under the same roof."

"Okay, okay." The queen clapped her hand and said with a smile: "I didn't say not to send it off. It's true that you go back and recover well. Everything is fine in the palace, the governor. Don't worry about this. superior"

"Niece, I obey." Lu Xiling took a step back, seeming to feel relieved, and the pear fell into the vortex.

The group of people drove back to the palace. The queen sat on the bench and opened the can of loquat in her hand and smelled it. It was indeed sweeter than honey.

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After finishing the last batch of canned loquats, Lu Xiling was so tired that he fell asleep on the couch. When he woke up again, he was already in a dream.

"No one is trying to grab loquats from you. Why are you so anxious? You have to be sick to stop?"

The room was filled with the fragrance of pear blossoms. Lu Xiling rubbed his eyes and his mind was still a little dazed. He took the water from Bai Ye and drank it in one gulp.

"Loquats are so delicate that they can't wait." Lu Xiling explained.

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Ye walked to the bed carrying the remaining half of the box of loquats. A wooden basin, dustpan, and knife were all available.

Bai Ye surrendered and said: "There is a big temperature difference between morning and night in Libei. If you want to do it, do it in the house and don't go out again." After saying that, he glared at Lu Xiling.

Lu Xiling smiled happily and enjoyed the lazy treatment.

Fortunately, there were less than ten left, and two more were cut into pulp to make sweet snacks, so they could be easily cleaned up in less than half an hour.

Just as he was told, Lu Xiling picked out the big and round ones, and as soon as he flipped them to the bottom of the basket, a letter lay inside.

"Xiling Qinqi...it's my aunt's handwriting."

My aunt neither likes to be sensational nor likes to disturb the lives of younger generations. She hasn't written to her for a long time, and even sent few messages.

Lu Xiling was very curious about what was written inside. He couldn't wait to open it and read it, and found that there were very few words.

Taking a closer look, Lu Xiling was stunned, as if the scent of loquats from many years ago had penetrated the tip of her nose, refreshing her muddled thoughts.

"Husband?"

Lu Xiling rushed outside, but no one responded.

The little maid heard the sound and ran over from the outer courtyard. As soon as she came in, she saw the woman pulling on her shoes and walking out. She couldn't catch up.

In the study, the lights were brightly lit. When Bai Ye saw someone, he just pulled up his shoes and came over without even wearing a robe. He felt helpless that all his instructions during the day were in vain.

"It seems that you want to kill yourself early so that I can become a widower." Bai Ye said helplessly.

The evening breeze was chilly, and Lu Xiling trotted all the way into someone's arms. He hesitated to speak, his expression was thought-provoking.

In the end, he just squeezed his shoulders and said delicately: "The golden silk is delicious, and it is more popular with me than the loquats in Sichuan."

Bai Ye was startled, his eyes moved to the end of her knowing eyes, he suddenly laughed, and put the hand that was squeezing her shoulders into his arms to cover it.

"As long as you like it."

Many years ago, I was still reluctant to speak, but it turned into the wind and moon of today. When the wind blows, the flowers bloom, and the loquats are ripe.

I’m here~ I wish you all a Happy New Year and good luck with your work!

Over the past few months, I have received some monthly tickets and rewards for Baozi one after another, including new faces and old friends. I would like to thank Baozi for their continued love, and I will keep them in my heart.

Another thing to note is that the reason why this book has never been finished is that I feel that I still want to fill in interesting stories and make extra chapters, so before the new book is put on the shelves, I will continue to slowly update the old book ~ everyone, please pay attention