After rebirth, the eldest princess ascended the throne by barrage

It rarely rains or snows in Mobei, but it is unbearable if it does not rain all year round. God occasionally has a heavy rain and snowstorm, which comes and goes in a hurry, as if completing a task, perfunctory, there is very little gentleness here Xiaoxue.

Although it hasn't snowed yet, Mo Tan often takes his subordinates for a few laps, what if it happens?

After this wandering around, it was the winter solstice, and Mo Tan hadn't met that one of ten thousand, so he had no choice but to go back and prepare to make dumplings.

No way, who made him, as the deputy commander of the imperial army, not only strong in martial arts, handsome and handsome, but also good at making dumplings with one hand?

This winter solstice, without him, the dumplings would have to be made into meat slice soup.

When returning to the city, Mo Tan saw an old woman selling coriander at the gate of the city. The coriander looked fresh, so he bought it all.

The coriander is so delicious, why did the eldest princess say that when she is rich, she will pull out all the coriander in the world?

Originally, two cooks were invited, but this winter solstice, they all asked for leave to go home for reunion.

November in Mobei is no better than Dajin's. It hasn't snowed here yet, so the dumplings have to be made and eaten right away, otherwise the cook will make dumplings before leaving.

Deputy Commander Mo is the main force for making dumplings, and the dumplings made by Shuiyun are also delicious, Gu Qichi barely passed the test...the rest of Shen Chang'an and Liuli...

Well, as long as the two of them don't waste the dough.

There is also Xiao Dezi, who is watching the pot by the side of the pot.

Mo Tan didn't do anything else all afternoon, he made more than a dozen dumplings in one go, plus other people's dumplings, enough for a meal.

The dumpling was cooked in that kind of oversized iron pot, which Mo Tan bought specially, otherwise, if he used a small pot to cook rice, he would not be able to feed these subordinates until the end of time.

Mo Tan cooks the dumplings, and he is afraid that others will cook them to pieces. The guards gather around the pot and stare at the freshly cooked dumplings. Chef Mo Tan feels powerless as if he is half-grown to eat the dumplings.

Fortunately, these half-children are filial, the first bowl was brought to him first, and it was also mixed with vinegar and garlic. When you smell it, it is delicious!
Mo Tan felt relieved, and asked him to bring the dumplings to the main table first. Mobei is not too cold in November, so Shen Changan asked them to move the tables to the courtyard, and eat dumplings together, which was lively and lively.

Shen Changan waved his hand at Mo Tan, telling him to eat first. Poor Deputy Commander Mo, he hasn't eaten yet to make dumplings this afternoon.

While cooking the dumplings, Gu Qichi was not idle, he waved the spatula so that it smoked, and fried two dishes at the same table.

After the second pot of dumplings was cooked, everyone sat down and started eating after Shen Changan picked up the first dumpling.

Mo Tan realized that what he was thinking was true. Sure enough, he was a half-sized boy, eating two big bowls of dumplings for one person, plus a big bowl of dumpling soup, plus side dishes that looked like stuffed teeth on the table, and he was still not full. Woolen cloth!
Shen Changan also asked people to buy wine. He had to look after the home on weekdays, so he didn't dare to drink. Today, he asked the guards to drink as much as they wanted.

Mo Tan is also a wine lover, once he tasted it he knew it was the best rice wine, he knew the virtues of his brothers, he dared to say anything when he was drunk.

He drank a couple of sips, and if something was wrong, he knocked the other one out and dragged him to the house.

Shen Chang'an thought he was worried that no one would be on duty tonight, and praised "Deputy Commander Mo is really very responsible".

As Mo Tan expected, as soon as two bowls of rice wine had been eaten, the drinking order began at the table. He was about to clean up the table when Xiao Dezi came.

"Master Mo, the lady said, let them make trouble, and finally have a relaxing time."

As soon as this remark came out, the guards at the same table as Mo Tan were also ready to move, and Mo Tan cursed with a smile, causing them to quarrel too.

In the end, the whole yard became lively. Fortunately, they were the only family in the alley, so there was no need to worry about disturbing the neighbors.

Shen Changan rested her chin to watch them carry out the drinking order, and drank heavily, she drank the sweet soup in the cup and smacked her lips, it was not good.

At their table, apart from the master, the servant girls beside the master are all children. Originally, Shen Changan bought a pot of sweet wine and wanted to taste it, but was stopped by Mo Tan's stern words. Now, the pot of sweet wine The wine was placed by Mo Tan's hand.

Mo Tan felt that Shen Changan was looking at him... the sweet wine beside him, in order not to affect his master, he drank it like water with a snort.

Shen Chang'an has a bad face, and he will be detained in the future!
"Which house is this moving about? Why is it so noisy? I'm not afraid of disturbing the peace of the neighbors."

The middle-aged man in brocade clothes stood at the entrance of the alley, frowning and looking into the dark alley.

The entourage at the side said: "Emperor, master, the slaves will go and have a look."

Seeing the master nodding his head, his followers hurried into the alley to check, and he came back soon, "Master, a family is celebrating the winter solstice, and the servant sees that the yard is full of guards. Maybe it's the master who made the people below relax."

"They are the only family in the alley, and they can't disturb the neighbors if they are noisy."

The man's expression softened, and he left with his hands behind his back, followed closely by his followers, thinking that his master was going crazy, he didn't eat dumplings at home during the winter solstice, but ran out for a stroll.

Hey, I haven't eaten dumplings yet, my ears won't be frozen off!
Fortunately, the man walked around casually again and returned to the palace. He plunged into the imperial study and began to read the booklets again.

Li Dequan, that is, his entourage, quietly brought up a bowl of dumplings, "Your Majesty, you should eat some at least, since you haven't eaten at noon, you can't get rid of your body."

The emperor ignored him and continued to read the scriptures.

Li Dequan said with a bitter face: "Your Majesty, if the imperial concubine finds out, it's time to punish the slaves again, so please..."

Before he could finish speaking, the emperor put the booklet down, raised his head and glared at Li Dequan, "You slave, you know how to handle me!"

Li Dequan was terrified, "I dare not take advantage of you, I am worried about your dragon body!"

The emperor scolded the dog slave, took the dumplings and ate them, complaining that the dumplings made by the imperial chef were not good.

Li Dequan stood on the side, looking at his nose, nose and heart, so in the eyes of the emperor, even if the chef came, the food he cooked could not compare to that bowl of boiled water.

The more the emperor ate, the slower the speed. Finally, he put down the bowl and sighed.

Li Dequan hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, is this servant going to invite the imperial concubine over here?"

The emperor waved his hand, "No, it's late at night, don't disturb the imperial concubine's rest."

Li Dequan let out a "hey" and continued to stand in the corner, alas, you love the imperial concubine, why don't you feel sorry for the servant, the servant hasn't eaten dumplings yet!

The ears will not be frozen off!

Li Dequan was just thinking about it like this, and when he came back to his senses, the emperor was standing in front of him.

Ouch!

Before Li Dequan had time to plead guilty, the emperor laughed and scolded: "You slave, you are a servant in front of me, and you still have a short errand, and you will be deducted your monthly salary later!"

"What are you thinking about? So preoccupied?"

"Your servant is thinking about eating dumplings," Li Dequan said with an apologetic smile, "Your Majesty, you ate a big bowl, but I still haven't eaten any of them!"

(End of this chapter)