Chapter 87

Liu Ying sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, holding his chin in his hands.

She has been here for a long time.

At the end of March, it was the time when the peach blossoms were at their peak. Only a few peach trees supported a cluster of flowers, from which pink petals continued to fall. One of them happened to fall between the girl's eyebrows, and she suddenly realized that Sleep.

The sun gradually set behind the courtyard wall. In the kitchen, the chicken soup in the copper cauldron heated up three times and then cooled down three times.

Xu Zimao hasn't come back yet.

She raised her ears and waited for the familiar sound of footsteps at the door. Amidst the colorful fallen flowers, her eyes were as bright as glass.

With thousands of people from the Young Mansion taking care of her, Her Royal Highness the Princess naturally did not know how to do housework. During the time she lived with Xu Jiashu, most of the time she only opened her mouth by eating out of habit.

As the only genuine princess of the Han Dynasty, she can only be described as very approachable.

To Xu Jiashu, the eldest princess was incredibly well-behaved.

This look like an abandoned cat might make him feel more distressed than a harsh and difficult girl.

Neither of them felt anything wrong with this.

But this morning, Xu Zimao rarely woke up late.

Liu Ying was very worried about him.

Using the excuse of being hungry, when I went to wake up Xu Zimao, I found that he seemed to have not slept well all night.

Liu Ying couldn't help but start thinking wildly - Why couldn't Xu Zimao sleep well?

This was something she could hardly imagine after sleeping for six or seven hours at a time.

With this question in his mind, Liu Ying tossed and turned on the couch and found that he couldn't sleep either.
It’s all Xu Zimao’s fault!

Liu Ying stood up, picked out a valuable but not expensive piece of jewelry that he had brought with him that day, and ran to the pawn shop in the inner city.

Different from the outer city where hungry people are everywhere, this place is full of high-ranking officials and wealthy families who moved from Luoyang, as well as countless wealthy families. They are crowded in this city built by the great ancestor Liu Bang 200 years ago, making it a great city at this time. The most luxurious and glorious place.

And since the inner city is full of powerful people, anyone you meet may be a nobleman from a prominent family. As it should be, the public security here is extremely good and commerce is highly developed, showing a kind of abnormal prosperity before the end of the world.

The priceless jewelry treasures in the past are no longer rare items here, and even the prices of the treasures Liu Ying brought out have been greatly reduced.

But she is already very satisfied.

The eldest princess had no idea about money, and these copper coins were even a little too heavy for her.

Even though Liu Ying looked inexperienced at first glance, the guy didn't make too much money from her.

On the one hand, it is to prevent offending noble people; on the other hand, the treasures collected at Chang'an market price are already many times more profitable when resold in other places.

"Change to a lighter one for me," she told the waiter.

This four-to-five-baht coin was minted by her father during the reign of the late Emperor Liu Hong. It was already of the highest quality among the coins circulating in the market, but it was still a bag full.

Seeing that this fairy-like girl really couldn't move these, the man leaned over and took out a small piece of gold cake.

Gold and silver are valuable and are generally not used as currency in circulation, but in the inner city now, this is not the case.

If calculated using the price of gold, Liu Ying would have suffered another small loss from this exchange.

She didn't know the secret, and maybe she wouldn't care if she knew it. To her, no matter how valuable the treasure was, it was just a tool that could be found everywhere, and there was nothing special about it.

Liu Ying's next goal is the market.

There were too many people to see, so she put on a veil.

When he walked to the butcher's shop, the butcher's breath froze, thinking that the man in the painting was coming out.

The girl in front of me, who had an unusual temperament, leaned down and looked at it carefully, and then asked a very outrageous question.
"These," Liu Ying asked, pointing to the meat on the shop, "are they all edible?"

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If the god in the painting could really ask such a question, there would really be a bug in this world.

"Selling them in the market will naturally be edible." The butcher replied, "What kind of dishes does your lady want to cook?"

This question is Liu Yinghui!
Xu Zimao often makes chicken soup for her, and he also likes to shout inexplicably: "Here comes the chicken soup!"

It's so weird and funny.

Liu Ying has long wanted to learn and give it a try.

And the stew looks very simple, suitable for a beginner like her.

It shouldn’t taste too bad!
First prove his strength, and then take over the power of the kitchen bit by bit. From then on, Xu Zimao will obediently prostrate himself under his skirt and beg himself to cook for him.
When the emperor's mental skills were used in such a place, the ancestors of the old Liu family would call him an expert when they saw it.

Liu Ying was suddenly filled with pride, as if he had the world in his hands - "I want to make chicken soup!"

The so-called pheasants at this time included pheasants, geese, swans, cranes, doves, pigeons, sparrows, quails, partridges, etc., which were all hunted by people. It is said that Cao Cao liked eating pheasants very much and once shot 63 of them in one day. Only.

Xiao Heizi is a real hammer.

It seemed that the noble girl in front of me was cooking for the first time. The butcher patiently cleaned the pheasant, wrapped it carefully and delivered it to her.

Hearing the footsteps outside the door, Liu Ying quickly rushed forward to open the door for Xu Zimao.

This copper cauldron chicken soup took her most of the day to prepare. If you don't praise her.

hum!

"Xu Zimao, you are back!"

Seeing the excited and reserved Princess in front of her, Xu Jiashu instinctively thought of the children who got perfect scores when he was teaching.

Exactly the same.Taking advantage of his height, he glanced over Liu Ying's head and glanced at the yard.

Very clean.

It seems that he is doing housework.

Damn, I thought it was such a big deal, Xu Jiashu laughed secretly.

At the same time, I couldn't help feeling that this was far from the empress of Sanxing Yanhan in the simulation.

Sure enough, people grow from practice.

Even a group of country people from Peixian and Fengyang, after half their lives in the army, are still at the top of the world?

Thinking of this, Xu Jiashu decided to talk more about current affairs with Liu Ying in the future.

She is no longer the "Princess" who has no trace in the history books. As Liu Hong's only remaining bloodline, she must have a place in this troubled world.

This is inevitable fate.

In the first year of Chuping, Chang'an is rarely stable, so it is suitable for fun and development.

"Well, I'm back."

Xu Jiashu took off his crown, and Liu Ying's ice-white wrists appeared in front of him.

"Why are you standing there?" She blinked, "Give it to me!"

Xu Jiashu, who had just made up his mind to raise a wise eldest princess, couldn't help but waver in his determination - should he forget it?

Hmm. Dao's heart is a little confused.

"The yard is very clean today", he looked at each other and asked, "Did Her Royal Highness do it?"

Liu Ying didn't answer, but he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. The meaning was obvious: if you praise him more, it's not enough.

However, Xu Jiashu did not.

"No?", he pretended to be distressed, "That means the wind has blown it away. It turns out that the wind in Chang'an is so strong. It seems that there will be no need to clean the yard after spring."

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"It's me!" Liu Ying, who was holding back his laughter just now, wanted to smash his crown on Xu Zimao's face, "I worked so hard to clean it!"

"Oh--"

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"It turns out it was a misunderstanding." He admitted his mistake simply and bowed: "Then I will thank Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"It's almost there"

Liu Ying instantly forgave this idiot, turned around and went into the room to help him put the crown away.

How can I put it, this subtle social animal feeling seems familiar.

Shaking his head, he got rid of the inexplicable thoughts in his mind.

I came back late today and had to cook quickly.

"What do you want to eat today?" he shouted inside and walked straight to the kitchen.

Liu Ying didn't hear it.

"It's unfortunate. There isn't much meat left at home." Xu Jiashu rolled up his sleeves and counted the remaining food.

Unlike the simulation where he could get subsidies from the young emperor Liu Xie, until now, he has not been able to get in touch with the emperor of Jingzhao Mansion and can only rely on his own salary to support his family, so his living standard has dropped a lot.

"Why don't you go buy some."

He got up and was about to pack a bag of Lumi to go to the market, when suddenly a scent came from his nose.

Finding the source of the smell, he opened the lid of the copper cauldron.

A pot of chicken soup was sitting quietly in the cauldron, perhaps because it had been left there for a little too long. A layer of yellow grease solidified on the surface, and the fire underneath was still warm. Occasionally, a small bubble appeared on the surface of the oil layer, which burst immediately. open.

Liu Ying didn't know that Xu Zimao would run to the kitchen so quickly. When he saw him standing blankly in front of the copper cauldron, he quickly looked over.

"Oh no, no, no, no," she said, covering her head with regret, "I left it too long."

The plan to take control of the kitchen in the future also came to nothing, and Xu Zimao's future of prostrating himself under his skirt and begging to cook was also gone.

What a complete defeat, Liu Ying!

"Ahem", Xu Jiashu, who had regained his consciousness, scooped up a big spoonful and poured it into his mouth without hesitation.

"Soft and mellow!" He extended his thumb, "This is what our old Xu family loves!"

"Really"

"Really," Xu Jiashu pressed Liu Ying on his seat, "You wait here for a while, and I will prepare some other dishes."

"it is good!"

After hearing this, Her Royal Highness the Princess sat down obediently, waiting for Xu Zimao to perform the strange catchphrase of "Here comes the chicken soup".

I don't know when, the peach blossoms outside the window fell all over the ground again, night fell, and the moon rose on time.

March of the first year of Chuping ended with such a meal.

April is approaching.

 This is my first time writing a daily routine, asking for feedback.
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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