You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 48 Thank You
Inside Yufu Garden
Just because she kept thinking about getting up early before going to bed, Wen Qing'er didn't dare to fall asleep, and now she opened her eyes faintly, and the room was still dark.

"The girl is awake?" Xichun felt the movement in Dao's arms, and asked tentatively.

"What time is it?" Wen Qing'er asked in a low voice.

Xichun got up and lit the lamp, took off her shoes and went outside to look at the clock, "It's Yinshi in a moment, do you want to lie down?"

Wen Qing'er sat up, rubbed her slightly swollen eyes and said, "Don't sleep anymore, if you sleep again, you won't be able to wake up."

After thinking for a while, he said: "I'll change my clothes by myself, you go and call Yidong, the three of us will make cakes together, don't wake up Nianxia Jinqiu, who was frightened yesterday, let them sleep more. "

"Yes." Xichun put on her outer shirt, prepared warm water and green salt for Wen Qing'er, opened the door and went back to her residence on the west side of Yufu Garden lightly.

After washing, Wen Qing'er casually put on a homely light shirt, and tied her long hair behind her head with a ribbon.Seeing Xichun and Yidong come in, Wen Qinger shared some snacks and tea on the table with the two of them, first to rest their stomachs.

There is a small kitchen in the northwest corner of Yufuyuan. The two cooks in the room have already started to work. When they saw the master coming, they were shocked. They thought they had woken up the girl, so they hurriedly put down their work and saluted Wen Qinger. .

Wen Qing'er hurriedly waved her hands: "You are busy with your work, I just need a stove and a woman who burns the fire."

The two got up and found a woman to help Wen Qing'er. Seeing that Wen Qing'er was making cakes, the two knew the girl's habits, pointed out the ingredients one by one, and then went to work.

Wen Qing'er loves to eat, and also likes to cook delicious food, but in summer, the kitchen is steaming and hot, so Wen Qing'er doesn't go there much.

The mother will definitely prepare the thank-you gifts for Lord Hou, but Wen Qing'er always feels that she is not sincere enough, and feels bad if she doesn't do something.

The daughter's embroidery can't just be given to the outsider. If you think about it, you should make some snacks by yourself.

Just do what you say, Master Ying should not be able to eat too sweet, so he will make a less sugar first, Princess Jiarou is also an excellent person, looking younger than himself, I think he likes to eat at this age For the sweet ones, I made some of my favorite flavors on weekdays, and the people around Lord Hou couldn't be left behind, so I made some more, and gave them to General Zhuyun first when the time came.

Squeeze the petals and fruits to make noodles, adjust the stuffing, knead the shape, and make them into the shapes of lotus, peach, and rose, and steam them in the drawer for a quarter of an hour. These are the three kinds of sweetness.

Not knowing Ying Yu's taste, Wen Qing'er took sesame seeds, peanuts, melon seeds, and bacon, and made three kinds of salty shortbread and pies. She said they were pies, and each of them was less than half the size of the palm of her hand. One bite at a time It is convenient to eat.

When I first entered the kitchen, the sky was still dark, but when I looked up again, it was already bright.

At first, she was already steaming around the stove, but when the heat came up, she felt even more dry. Wen Qing'er's small face was rosy white from the heat, and there were small beads of sweat on the tip of her nose. Silk also sticks to both sides of the cheek.

"Miss, go and rest. This is the last drawer left. Sister Xichun and I just watch over here. Don't miss me." Yidong handed over the iced herbal tea and wiped it for Wen Qinger. Wipe sweat from forehead.

Wen Qing'er drank it all in one gulp, fanned the wind with a round fan and said, "It's okay, I've been here for such a long time anyway, it doesn't hurt to wait a little longer."

As the drawer got longer and longer, the last cage of bacon patties exuded a seductive aroma, meaty and floral, and the two flavors did not interfere with each other but complemented each other.

"It's done!" Wen Qing'er laughed.

Taking a deep breath of the aroma, inhaling the aroma more into the body, as if she had already eaten it, this is for Lord Ying Hou, you can't steal it, Wen Qinger swallowed quietly, and took the He picked up the tea beside him and dried it up in one gulp.

Xichun carefully took out the pies, and put them into the food box after a while when they were hot.

(End of this chapter)