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Chapter 163 Eat pickles and roll tofu~

"lady."

"Ok?"

"What's for lunch, madam?"

"Well…"

This is a serious question.

What to eat, more or less, light or heavy food, which kind of heavy food is heavy, heavy salt or heavy oil...

Anyway, Su Yupan would always think about what to eat for a long time, especially what to eat for lunch.

Then after thinking about it, she suddenly realized that during the past few days when she came to Yangzhou Mansion, she only slept and ate, and when she slept, she found a man to keep her company. This man was her sister's...

"Violet..."

"?"

"Tell me, am I a fool now..."

"???"

Gu Jin didn't know what the second lady was mad about, but she knew that she couldn't say yes without even thinking about it, and she couldn't help but be speechless for a moment.

Su Yupan could only figure it out by himself.

After thinking about it for a while, I discovered that she was not actually a fool.

It's just that the main task of this trip [understanding the situation of Jingzhou Prefecture Ningxiang Pavilion] and the triggered side task [inspecting brother-in-law] have been basically completed, so the remaining time is just for eating, drinking and having fun.

Is the emperor not a human being anymore?

The emperor wants to forcefully find trouble when he clearly has nothing to do?

If this is the case, whoever wants to be the emperor should be the emperor.

……

Su Yupan complained quietly in her heart, but this complaint was not really groundless. After all, when she ascended the throne, it was the late emperor's intention, and she also did it out of righteousness...

Of course, Su Yupan could only hide this kind of thoughts in his heart.

Because she knows that in the eyes of outsiders, her thoughts will only be regarded as cheap and good-looking.

[What if she actually never wants to do this]

"?!"

In a daze, such a sentence suddenly appeared in Su Yupan's mind.

This was what Qin Lang said casually to the empress when he made a sharp comment on the "imperial aura" when he and Qin Lang met in the Wild Boar Forest.

After many days, Su Yupan suddenly recalled it again, but he still felt the same shock as before.

"lady?"

"Uh?"

"Have you thought about lunch?"

"Oh…"

Su Yupan forgot about the clouds outside the window, put his hands to his lips and breathed:

"Go ask Qin Lang."

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"Lunch? Of course it's a big elbow!"

Qin Lang patted his chest and hugged Gu Jin like a nouveau riche:

"Our family is rich, and it's okay to eat big elbows~"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Although Qin Lang thought there was nothing wrong with his words, the three women, including Zhuo Beibei, all gave him speechless looks.

"I just know that my big elbow won't kill you if I get tired of it..."

Su Yupan rolled his eyes at Qin Lang, and Qin Lang could only curl his lips:

"Then you decide what to eat today."

"As long as you have candied haws on a stick."

Zhuo Beibei's request is still very simple. For an old witch like her, it's hard to say whether she still needs three meals a day. Anyway, eating mainly comes from the mouth rather than the stomach.

Su Yupan is actually similar, but her preferences are still the same as ordinary people and are relatively diverse.

She first secretly glanced at Qin Lang's big hands on Gu Jin's waist, then held them up again, breathed hot air, and murmured:

"If we knew what to eat, why would we ask you..."

"So be it."

Qin Lang took in all her little movements and micro-expressions. He smiled, still holding Miss Jin with one hand, and hugged Su Yupan over with the other hand:

"In this weather, we might as well just turn on the stove."

"Make a side stove..."

Su Yupan and Gu Jin glanced at each other, and both thought the proposal was good. However, their eyes soon spotted the pig's trotters on each other's waists that belonged to the same man, and they both blushed and turned their heads away.

"is that OK?"

Qin Lang looked at Gu Jin, then at Su Yupan, and smiled innocently:

"The stove will keep you warm. It will warm your stomach and your hands, so you won't be afraid of the cold."    "..."

It seems that he noticed when I was rubbing my hands together...

In fact, just like when she came to Yangzhou Mansion a few days ago and enjoyed the breeze by the river, the empress was not afraid of the cold, but she could get cold, and she couldn't help but feel a bit fluttery and comfortable in her heart.

"Okay, let's just make a side stove. Is there one in the inn?"

"The shopkeeper's conditions are limited, but the Lion House we saw while shopping seemed pretty good."

"Okay, let's go there."

Before leaving, Qin Lang put the shawl given by Jingzhou Ningxiang Pavilion on Su Yupan's shoulders again.

This is the only option.

Because in Qin Lang's eyes, "Su Yin Ping" has the lowest martial arts among all the people now, and is the only one who needs to keep warm.

However, Su Yupan knew what he was doing. He glanced at the silent Gu Jin, felt a slight movement in his heart, and gave her the shawl.

"Mrs. Saint?" Gu Jin was a little surprised.

"Put it on." Su Yupan smiled.

"..."

"What? Do you have to have Qin Lang wear it for you?"

"No...no..."

The Holy One said so, so Gu Jin naturally couldn't refuse.

……

The group of people went out like this, turned around a few familiar street corners, and soon arrived at the Lion Tower.

This is a rare restaurant that operates a side stove.

In fact, there is no local flavor in Yangzhou Prefecture as a side dish. The eating method, or the ingredients, are mainly from the Jingzhou area.

However, the Jingzhou area likes to use earthenware clay pots to make side stoves, but Yangzhou here uses the small copper stoves commonly used in the northern capital, the kind with carbon in the middle.

It's a cold day today, and there are many guests in the Lion House. Everyone's table is feeling the heat. All kinds of beef, fish, shrimp and other ingredients can be steamed with an alluring aroma after changing the knife. It only takes a moment to stir in the pot. .

As for the small dipping bowls, there are both Jingzhou-style sand tea sauce and northern-style sesame sauce, which can satisfy all kinds of people.

"Xiaoer, where is the person?"

"Come on, come on! Sorry, you guys have to sit down first! There are a lot of people today, so it may take a while to get the side stove, but the hot tea tube is enough!"

Qin Lang and the others frowned upon hearing this. Although it was very considerate to provide hot tea, pouring water one after another was not a serious way to keep warm.

As a result, the waiter immediately recommended another feature of his restaurant.

"If my guest can't wait any longer, how about two casseroles to eat first?"

"Oh? Do you still have casseroles at home?"

Qin Lang's eyes immediately lit up, and he thought of some pleasant memories.

"There's plenty. If the guests want to eat, we'll cook it and bring it to you. Having a few hot bites is no better than cooking it on the stove."

"Okay, do you have any pickled mustard at home?"

As soon as these words came out, the other women present had no reaction. Only Gu Jin raised her face in astonishment, and her thoughts seemed to go back to the past.

"Objectively, we don't have potherb mustard, but when it comes to pickled vegetables, our family does have good winter vegetables."

"Winter vegetables?"

"Yes, it's pickled with mustard greens. It's very salty and delicious."

"Um…"

It’s just pickles anyway. Qin Lang nodded:

"Okay, then you can use this to make a pot of tofu."

"okay--!"

The waiter went down to get ready. Among the girls at the table, only Gu Jin had eyes full of nostalgia, while Su Yupan was a little confused.

"Qin Lang, what dish did you order? Tofu...winter vegetables...is it delicious?"

"Hey, Yin Ping, you are stupid. This winter vegetable is the same as the potherb we used to eat."

"Xuelihong..."

After all, Su Yupan was not Su Yinping. She really didn't know this detail, so she could only shut up and blink for a while.

Qin Lang thought she didn't react, so he immediately shook his head and whispered with a smile:

"Did you forget Yin Ping? You ate pickles and rolled tofu~ What's your next sentence?"

"Next sentence?"

Su Yupan shook his head blankly, while Gu Jin on the other side was suddenly startled. Just as he was about to stop him, Qin Lang had already sang out leisurely:

"I ate pickles and rolled tofu~ The emperor is not as good as me~ Hahaha..."

"..."

Su Yupan's pretty face turned gloomy at that moment.

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(It’s winter solstice~ I’ll cook a dumpling for everyone~)

(End of this chapter)