Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

  Chapter 2 Old Li Tou's meal money

   Li Tingqian took a breath, isn't she her little aunt?

   Let my aunt cook for me?

  Xiaozheng was a little scared.

   When Jiang Ning appeared again, he found that Li Tingqian looked at him strangely, curious, surprised, and confused.

   Are you hungry?

  Jiang Ning felt very pitiful, and handed over a piece of oil cake: "Eat it."

  Li Tingqian took over this ugly pancake and thought, is it really edible?

   He casually bit his mouth, and the next moment, his eyes widened.

   Is it delicious?

   Is the little aunt so good at cooking?

  Looking at a mediocre oil cake, it was even better than what the imperial kitchen made!

  Li Tingqian swallowed the oil cake in two mouthfuls and licked his lips, but did not dare to ask for it.

   Those were cakes made by the little aunt. I heard that when the little aunt's mother passed away, she was only three years old. It was a pearl held by the grandfather of the emperor.

   He didn't dare to ask his little aunt to make pancakes for him in front of Grandpa Huang.

   However, even if the little aunt is raised outside, how can she live in such a broken house?

   Could it be that this place is actually a feng shui treasure, looking old, it is really the best house?

  Jiang Ning looked at the child's devouring and thought to himself, look how starving this child is.

   Hurry up and get some food.

   She pushed her wheelchair to the kitchen, steamed rice, washed a handful of vegetables, picked a handful of red peppers from the yard, made a small fried pork, steamed fish, and made fresh mushroom soup.

  Three dishes and one soup, with meat and vegetables, colorful and fragrant.

   At that time, the grandfather and grandson were dumbfounded.

   What is this?

   It looks pretty and smells unusual.

   Where have they seen this kind of cooking method, the imperial kitchen has always only cooked vegetables and steamed rice.

   This fish, this meat—

  Compared to it, the imperial kitchen is full of rubbish!

  The grandfather and grandson swallowed together.

   Jiang Ning thought to himself, he is really poor, he has never even seen fried meat.

   Such a meal, I don’t know where the old man got it from.

   "Eat, you guys..." Jiang Ning only said a few words, and found that the grandparents and grandchildren had already danced with chopsticks and ate hard.

Hey.

   Jiang Ning sighed,

  Look at the grandparents and grandchildren like this, people can't open their mouths to borrow money.

  How can I buy medicine without money?

   The seeds in the stomach won't wait for others, and they can't be beaten when they get too big.

  The wind blows the clouds.

  Three dishes, one soup and half a pot of rice, the grandfather and grandson ate it clean.

  Jiang Ning only soaked half a bowl of rice in soup to eat.

  Old Li Tou was full, reached out and touched it from his arms for a long time, took out a cup, put it on the table, and said, "Hey, it's the money for today's meal."

  Jiang Ning glanced at it, it was a gray teacup.

   For the past two months, every time Mr. Li came to rub the rice, he had to leave one or two things behind after rubbing. It was a broken bottle, a dish, and sometimes even a rag.

   In short, it's a pile of junk.

   Even so, this was what the fat old man wanted, so Jiang Ning took it and put it in a big wicker basket behind the door.

  The basket was already full of food money from Lao Litou.

  Li Tingqian glanced at random, and his eyelids jumped wildly.

  If you read it right, there is a bowl there. Is it an authentic work left by Master Xuanyun?

   And the rest…

   Just throw it in a broken basket so casually?

   Li Tingqian was a little dizzy and didn't dare to look closely, so he picked up the cup and drank water wildly.

   Sure enough!

   He guessed right!

   This place just looks shabby on the outside, but in fact it is a treasure everywhere!

  There are so many antiques and treasures, just throw them in the corner, you can see other things...

  The old wooden chair sitting under the buttocks is an antique from which dynasty?

   (end of this chapter)