In the evening, Fang Shu received such a note, and held it in her hand for a moment, forgiving her so easily
Is he too talkative, or she thinks too bad of him, or is he finally willing to accept her
If it's the latter, then there is no need to celebrate, for example, if he broke his leg, he needs to mend it, cook a pot of something different.
She has already discovered that there is no hot pot in this era, what a wonderful thing hot pot is, and there is a great lack of fun without hot pot.
The hot pot is light, even a patient like him can eat it, she will try it first, if it tastes good, she will recommend it to him.
Fang Shu made up her mind and began to discuss with Changqing how to do it. She didn't worry about the pot, there was a ready-made one, and there was also a stove. The room was stuffy, so she planned to eat outside.
Changqing took people to clean up and set up a table with a small stove on which a pot was boiled with fungus soup at the bottom.
There is no such food as Flammulina velutipes yet, but there are shiitake mushrooms, oyster mushrooms, flower mushrooms and thick mushrooms, all of which are cut up for the soup base, and some leg bones are stewed to taste, and then some side dishes are mixed, the staple food It is beef slices and lamb slices, serving as beef rolls and lamb rolls.
Although it is not as convenient as modern tools, it can be frozen directly and cut into rolls, but there are fresh beef and mutton, and the master's knife skills are also very good. The cuts are very thin, and the taste when cooked in a pot is more tender than frozen. The beef has a milky taste.
The mutton has been washed several times and carefully reared. It has been treated cleanly without much smell. Fang Shu adjusted the seasoning dish and it tastes even better when dipped in it. The only thing that is missing is one chili pepper. It would be perfect if there is chili pepper.
If there is food, there must be something to drink, and hot pot and milk tea go well together.
Milk tea is also easy to make, goat's milk with tea, and then boiled thoroughly, glutinous red beans in sugar water, tastes very good when mixed together. In short, as the emperor, it is very convenient to eat whatever you want, but it is a bit slow and you have to wait for a long time .
Fang Shu looked at the sky, because he wasted at least an hour because of eating and drinking, and she didn't dare to waste any more. After eating and drinking enough, she hurriedly left a note and went to sleep.
When Yin Fei woke up, she found that there was a faint smell of food on her body and in the room, which was different from the usual smell. She must have played some tricks.
His eyes fell on the bedside table, and there was indeed a note there.
'I tried cooking and eating today, and I accidentally came up with a new way of eating. It tastes good. Do you want to try it? '
Yin Fei frowned.
He is a descendant with a noble status, and was established as the crown prince early in the morning. Since he was a child, he was well-clothed and well-fed, and his father also liked him. The meals in the imperial dining room have always been ordered by him. .
Although the court judge of the Tai Hospital, the chief manager of the imperial dining room, including the queen mother are constantly thinking about new ways to eat, but they always stick to those sets.
Compared to eating, he prefers to study the art of war. If she can get some weird art of war, it will be more to his liking. Unfortunately, all the slightly famous art of war in this world is in his hands, filling the entire study room. He has read every one of them, many books are similar, what is missing are fresh and strange books.
He couldn't even get it, and it seemed even more impossible for her. Yin Fei didn't think she was interested in this aspect after seeing her ugly words that she couldn't bear to look at.
He stood up, called Changqing to come in while putting on his clothes, washed up briefly, reviewed the memorial, and had dinner at five o'clock.
He didn't have any appetite in the morning, so he only drank a bowl of porridge and medicine, packed up a little and went to court, as for her suggestion, he ignored it.
At the moment of time, Fang Shu had just finished eating, and the food was poor, steamed buns and vegetables, a little shredded pork, and fortunately there was porridge. She ate too much fish and meat in the emperor's body, and occasionally she would miss clear soup with little water, especially porridge.
Knowing that her body was slightly anemic, Fang Shu ate two more steamed buns, a plate of green vegetables, and then drank a bowl and a half of porridge until her stomach swelled up.
After taking a break to make medicine, I went to the front yard after drinking the medicine. I took with me the soup mixed with scallions, ginger slices and brown sugar, and put it in a water bag. I thought that I would drink it when the weather was colder. Warm the stomach, but also strengthen her cold.
Fortunately, her cold and fever have almost recovered, and the medicine has been decocted three or four times, so she doesn't need to decoct in the future, just drink some ginger and brown sugar water.
There's good news on her side, and on Hibiscus' side.
The queen's sore medicine is very effective, and more than half a month has passed, and Hibiscus's injury is almost healed. I didn't continue to ask for leave today. I came to take care of the flowers and plants with Fang Shu. It was much easier than moving around alone. , It used to be an hour or two to move the position, water and pruning, but now it takes less than an hour to finish.
The extra time is not idle, to serve the second grade palm attendant, the palm attendant will teach them some talents, such as embroidery, flower arrangement, and tea art.
It seems that all girls know how to embroider, and the attendant didn't teach it much. In addition, Fang Shu and Jinxiu got closer recently, so he didn't go to the attendant much. The attendant was very dissatisfied with her, and deliberately ignored her when teaching others.
Fang Shu's embroidery was so messed up that Hibiscus couldn't stand it anymore, so she offered to teach her in private, and in exchange, Fang Shu taught her how to arrange flowers.
Everyone knows embroidery, but flower arranging is not a craft. Especially in this old society, only noble girls can learn it. Hibiscus is not normal. She was quite surprised that Fang Shu could arranging flowers.
Fang Shu had no choice but to be sloppy, "I used to learn from a very good flower farmer."
That's right. Fang Shu just liked flowers in modern times. There happened to be a flower planting base next to her, specializing in wholesale, not retail. She, and the price is very low.
Fang Shu thought that since there were already online stores, it would be better to open a real store, so she opened it next to the base.
At that time, it was just a whim, and I couldn't do anything. Later, I was disgusted by the flower farmer and taught her a lot of experience in flower arranging and growing flowers by myself.
Fang Shu would also go to help him with work in her free time. She would support each other. She told the flower farmers what kind of flowers people like and what varieties are easy to sell. The flower farmers grafted them for her to sell, which would be beneficial to both parties.
Mu Jin nodded without any doubts, as long as Fang Shu was talented in this area, she couldn't insert it well, she couldn't use colors well, and she couldn't grow flowers as well as Fang Shu, but Fang Shu couldn't embroider flowers well, and the two of them just complemented each other.
Fang Shu has no patience to embroider and is not interested in this, but flower arrangement can make her feel better.
In her previous life, she kept flowers and opened a flower shop because flowers could make her happy.
Living in modern times is actually very stressful and fast-paced, day after day, year after year, so she quit her white-collar job with good salary in the city, returned to her hometown flower shop, and did what she wanted to do.
Although tiring, but fulfilling, I watched the small flower shop open up, and the varieties of flowers changed from dozens to hundreds. Gradually, the old mother smiled more and more, and found the meaning of life .
Fang Shu simply gave up after taking the wrong stitch again. Maybe she didn't have the talent for embroidery at all, and she didn't have the desire to climb up for the time being. That's it, eating and drinking every day is enough.
Xianyu couldn't bear to be ridiculed by the second-class waiter several times, so she sneaked out by going to the hut, and didn't go back, staying in the courtyard to serve her flowers and plants obediently.
Still unwilling to give up, wanting to flirt with the empress's black and white, I searched around in the grass but couldn't find it, so I had to come back sad.
Black and White is a principled cat, if she says she has a grudge, she will hold a grudge, and if she says to ignore her, she will definitely ignore her.
Fang Shu had nothing to do, so she stayed up until noon and went to bed. When she woke up, she had already entered the emperor's body.
With a double eye, the first thing I did was to look at the head of the bed, there was no note.
?
The emperor is not satisfied with hot pot
She hurriedly called the censor to check the manuscript, and found that the problem was not with dissatisfaction, but that he didn't eat at all.
In the morning, he drank a bowl of porridge and medicine, and didn't touch anything else. He touched his stomach, and it was really flat. He didn't eat anything at noon.
This is how much he doesn't like to eat. He figured out a new way to eat, and he wouldn't even eat it if he was told to eat it. Chang Qing was right, he is the most picky eater in the world.
Changqing is an active fat man, he would complain about him in private, she knew, she heard by accident, Changqing practiced over and over in the side hall next door how to persuade the emperor to eat.
"Your Majesty, this is the cloud beard soup newly prepared by the Imperial Dining Room, please try it..."
'Your majesty, you are too thin, the imperial doctor said you should take more supplements. '
"Your Majesty, the cloud beard soup just out of the pot is fresh, and my servant will serve you a bowl to taste?" '
He couldn't help complaining while practicing, "The emperor is too picky about food." '
'He is the pickiest eater in the world. '
'Oh, it's so hard to serve. '
Fang Shu heard the whole process, and it wasn't her who was talking anyway, she just pretended not to hear, at that time she couldn't understand why she was picky eater when there were so many delicacies, until she was a little tired of the food in the imperial dining room.
She has only been more than half a year old, the emperor is a lifetime, I am afraid that he is too tired and doesn't want to see her again, no wonder he goes to sleep without eating every time, waiting for her to eat.
It's stir-frying. It's easy to get tired of eating too much stir-fry. He can't do hot pot. He must try hot pot.
Fang Shu started to get people to prepare, set up a big table, and then went to sleep, she didn't eat, she endured her saliva and hunger and left the food for him.
Yin Fei was woken up from hunger, her stomach was not as bulging as usual, it was deflated.
She unexpectedly didn't eat anything today
That's weird, it's not like her style.
He knew a long time ago that she was very gluttonous, and she was hardly picky eaters, she ate everything, usually snacks and fruits on the table, why didn't she eat today
He propped himself up to look at the bedside table. There was no note. He only heard the sound of boiling water outside when he got out of bed to put on his clothes. He looked around the screen and saw that Chang Qing was waiting at the table, kneeling respectfully. The others The same is true.
Yin Fei waved them to stand up, walked to the table and sat down, frowned while looking at the dishes on the table.
What does it mean
Let him eat
"Your Majesty, the water is boiling, and the food can be served." Changqing reminded him.
Yin Fei pressed the center of her eyebrows and said, "Go down."
He only drank a bowl of porridge in the morning, now it is afternoon, several hours have passed, his body is very honest, his hands are a little weak due to hunger.
There was no accident in Changqing, the emperor himself did it yesterday just on a whim, in fact he usually prefers to order people to do it.
Changqing followed the emperor's method yesterday, first cooked the meat and vegetables, made a little of each, and then prepared the seasoning plate for the emperor.
Add coriander, minced garlic, soy sauce and vinegar to the soup and stir it. When the dish is boiled, take out some of each and let the people from Shangshi Bureau try the dish. After confirming that there is no problem, Yin Fei moves his chopsticks.
I picked up a piece of meat, dipped it in the seasoning, and the meat was chewy, with a milky aroma and the aroma of the seasoning.
I have to say that she is not only greedy, but also very good at eating. This way, there is neither the oil of cooking nor the greasyness of hanging dishes, and the taste is light, which is just right for him.
Isn't she afraid that she won't have to eat after he becomes addicted to eating
"Your Majesty, the milk tea is ready." Chang Qing brought a cup of tea by his hand.
Yin Fei took it casually, and was about to drink it, when she accidentally caught a glimpse of the strange color inside, which was white or red, and stopped immediately, "Take it away."
Chang Qing was stunned for a moment, and quickly took a step forward to take the tea bowl away.
There was a murmur in my heart, what's going on? Doesn't the emperor love this thing very much
I drank two glasses in one go yesterday.
As soon as he reached the door, the emperor stopped him again.
"return."
Chang Qing hurried over and looked at him with confused eyes.
Yin Fei pointed to the tea bowl in his hand, Changqing suddenly realized, and quickly put the tea bowl back in his hand.
Yin Fei picked it up, and looked at the color of red or white inside, thinking that it might look like this table dish. Its appearance is not good, but the taste is very good, so she resisted to look at it, and tasted it for a while. a mouthful.
Sure enough, the taste was okay, and there seemed to be something mixed in it. He accidentally bit one, and it rotted in his mouth instantly. He scooped it out with a spoon and found out that it was sweet red beans.
I really know how to eat.
I have another impression of her, not only can eat, but also mess around.
At night, when Fang Shu wore it on him, she smelled milk unexpectedly. The first reaction was that he ate hot pot and drank milk tea, and went to read the imperial censor’s handwriting. Had two glasses.
It's not that I don't like eating, it's just that I haven't met someone I like, and I'm actually a bit greedy when I meet someone I like.