"You mean to ask Mother to cook more food and send it to Qianqing Palace? But the Supreme Emperor has an imperial dining room, and the chefs are so skilled. Isn't it just a joke if mother's skills go away?" After listening to Xiaobao's words, Yaoniang said a little embarrassed .
"Since Grandpa Huang has been sick, his appetite has not been very good. The imperial meal is indeed delicious, but my son sees that Grandpa Huang is not eating well. The son is also worried about Grandpa Huang, and he thinks of the soup that mother sends every time. Grandpa Huang tastes delicious. , Is it because mother's craftsmanship appeals to the emperor's grandfather, that's why..."
Naturally, Xiaobao couldn't tell Yaoniang, Li Dequan went to find him specially, and expressed the meaning of the emperor very implicitly. Although he is still young, he can understand it. If he doesn't come back, he will try to talk to his mother.
Yaoniang touched Xiaobao's head in relief: "Xiaobao is a filial child, since Xiaobao wants mother to try it, mother will try it, even if the emperor doesn't like it, it doesn't matter, at worst, we will wait for dinner. eat."
At this time, she also realized that Xiaobao should be in the study at this moment, so she asked, "Why is Xiaobao not in class this afternoon?"
"The master told me to take a break, and the son sneaked back, and the son left."
After Xiaobao left, Yaoniang shook her head and lamented that the child really wanted to come out, but this just proved that Xiaobao also has a bit of childlike innocence. As Xiaobao grows bigger and bigger, Yaoniang gradually has the illusion that her son is not as cute as before, but after thinking about it, when he grows up, he has learned more and learned more, and he will always become more and more like an adult .
She didn't think about it any more, since she was fine now, she went to the small kitchen.
There is also a small kitchen in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, which is in charge of small jobs such as Emperor Jin'an's supper and soup. Later, Yaoniang moved into the palace, and the people in the small kitchen were replaced by the people from the small kitchen of Rongxi Courtyard.
Mrs. Xue, who used to work in the small kitchen of Prince Jin's Mansion, has now entered the palace and has become the nanny in charge of the small kitchen of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Mrs. Xue is good at craftsmanship and has been serving Yaoniang for a long time. The masters have good tastes. As soon as she heard Yaoniang saying that she wanted to feed the Supreme Emperor, she cheered up and gave Yaoniang various ideas.
For the Taishanghuang to eat, it is natural to pick exquisite dishes, so what Mrs. Xue said are all big dishes, which can be taken out to meet people, even if it is a banquet, it will not be shabby. At first, Yaoniang also thought it was good, and the two had various discussions, but Yaoniang always felt that there was something missing.
In the end, after thinking about it, she rejected Mrs. Xue's proposal that "she will do it for Yaoniang to watch", and went back to change into simple clothes before coming to the small kitchen again.
Yuchan helped her put on an apron, Yaoniang thought for a while, and planned to make pumpkin millet porridge and baked corn pancakes as the main food, and then a few side dishes. After thinking about it, she decided not to cook those so-called big dishes. The emperor ate too much delicacies, and she had never seen such a good thing. Since you have a bad appetite, it means you don't like it, so you have to find another way.
Knowing from Xiaobao that the Taishanghuang recently ate less staple food, Yaoniang always believed that people have to eat in order to be healthy. This pumpkin and millet porridge is one of the favorite porridges of Xiaobao and Erbao. The recipe is simple and there is no need to add so many ingredients in it.
It's cold and cold, and there are few fresh vegetables. There is no shortage of hole-in-the-wall food in the palace, but after all, it is not a seasonal dish, and it always lacks some taste. However, there are many kinds of melon dishes, especially pumpkin, which is extraordinarily sweet after being frosted and put into the cellar. bowl.
Yaoniang washed the small yellow rice and put it in the water pot, boiled it slowly over low heat, and put the pumpkin in later, otherwise it would be cooked. Then there are pancakes with dough. She had an idea and asked people to put the pumpkin slices on the steamer to steam, so that I can bake some pumpkin tortillas later. Soft and crisp, sweet and delicious.
He also asked someone to bring a bowl of goat's milk, this milk is customary in the palace, some people drink it smoothly, some people don't drink it smoothly, Yaoniang really likes it. But goat's milk has another function for her, that is, it is used for cleansing and bathing, and it is excellent for moisturizing the skin.
She asked people to boil the goat's milk and put some almonds to remove the fishy smell, and at the same time ordered people to wash and chop the vegetables to be used later. As for the dishes, she plans to make a stewed chicken with mushrooms, which is the most popular home-cooked dish among ordinary people in Jinzhou, and she is also frying two fresh Dongzi products.
Another mutton pot was stewed, which she planned to use for dinner with Emperor Jin'an and the two children. Since it was done, it would be better to cook it together, so as not to waste a second time.
After the noodles are reconciled, it needs to be fermented. In fact, cornmeal can be eaten without fermentation, but it is not as soft as fermented. Because of the cold weather, Yao Niang specially wrapped the dough with a white cloth, asked someone to make a pot of warm water, and put it on the steamer to heat it up, so that the dough would be ready after a while.
The people in the small kitchen were driven around by her. Without him, it's because Yaoniang's identity is different now, every time she comes to the small kitchen to cook herself, it always causes waves of panic.
After preparing everything, Yaoniang asked about the time and felt that it was almost ready, so she started cooking.
The small kitchen has a complete range of stoves, and she and Mrs. Xue cook four dishes together, and there is no problem at all. While stewing the chicken, Yao Niang wiped the sides of the pot with a cloth dipped in some oil, then picked up the raised noodles and started to bake pancakes around the pot.
"I didn't expect that the empress would do this. This method of pancakes is very skillful." Xue Pozi sighed.
"In the past, at home, you had to do everything by yourself for washing and cooking. Later, when you entered the palace, you didn't have to do anything by yourself. Instead, your craftsmanship became rusty. People's homes are not so particular about food, especially when the weather is cold and the space is limited. It's the same. Same thing, when the pancakes are baked, the food should be cold too."
While Yaoniang was talking to Mrs. Xue, she pulled the dough into lumps, instead of rolling it into a pancake shape, she just dipped her hands in cold water, stuck it on the pan and pressed it flat.
In fact, this method is not called pancakes, but paste cakes.
Soon, pancakes were pasted around the pot, and Yaoniang put the lid on the pot.
After a while, she lifted the lid of the pot, and the corn tortillas were already cooked. She took the pancakes off the sides of the pan and continued to paste the pancakes, doing this two more times, and baked two large plates of corn tortillas.
Yaoniang picked up a piece of cake, and was so hot that she couldn't breathe. She tasted the one with pumpkin, and then the one with goat's milk. She was about to let the red silk lady Xue and others taste it, but suddenly found that the surrounding area was very crowded. Quiet.
She looked back subconsciously, and saw Emperor Jin'an standing behind her.
Emperor Jin'an wore a purple dragon robe and a black gauze winged crown on his head. The dragon robe has cross collar and narrow sleeves, shoulders covering the sun and the moon, eight clusters of dragon patterns, and a white jade belt around the waist, which is indescribably handsome and majestic.
Everyone else in the small kitchen withdrew.
"ah?"
Yaoniang was unprepared and was startled.
She was a little embarrassed, and subconsciously touched her hair and apron. At this time, she didn't look like an emperor's woman, but instead looked like a little woman from a market place. Standing in front of Emperor Jin'an in a dragon robe, she had an invisible sense of shame.
As if trying to cover up, she smiled and asked, "Why is Your Majesty here? Are you not busy with government affairs today?"
Emperor Jin'an was still indifferent as usual, and his expression didn't change much: "It's okay, I came back early."
Yao Niang suddenly lost her embarrassment, and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do, I just want to cook and cook something to eat. Xiaobao said that the father has a bad appetite recently, and he likes to drink the soup I sent, so I thought about making some Send the food over here. Try it, is it delicious? I tasted it and it’s not bad.”
She pulled the tortilla off her hand and stuffed it into Emperor Jin'an's mouth. There was a low surprise from outside the door, but it stopped abruptly, as if someone covered his mouth.
Emperor Jin'an opened his mouth, took the cornbread into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it.
"good."
"real?"
"Ok."
Yao Niang suddenly smiled happier, "It's not bad to eat this kind of folk food once in a while after eating too many delicacies."
Emperor Jin'an nodded, looked up and looked around: "But it's all done?"
"It's almost ready, just waiting for the pan to be served."
"Then let the servants do it."
Yao Niang nodded, and took off the apron on her body, while Emperor Jin'an stood aside and waited for her. After she washed her hands and arranged her clothes, he took her hand and left the small kitchen.
At dinner, Erbao ate very deliciously, and even Emperor Jin'an used it more than usual. As for Xiaobao, he took the food made by his mother to Qianqing Palace again.
The Qianqing Palace was also used just now. The Supreme Emperor was a little full, and burped, but changed into a light cough when he exited.
"That's right, but it can't be compared with the imperial chef in the imperial dining room."
"This is folk food. My mother said it was just a fresh idea."
Probably the Supreme Emperor also felt that he was a bit shameless, and he obviously ate a lot, but he just gave a good comment to others. He coughed lightly again in embarrassment, and then said seriously: "Folk food also has its merits. If your mother cooks it in the future, you can bring it to me for a taste."
"As long as the emperor likes it, my mother is afraid that you won't like it."
The Supreme Emperor sneered slightly, and said: "Okay, it's getting late, I won't keep you. It's cold, go back and rest earlier, Li Dequan will send His Highness back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."
"Grandpa Huang also took a rest earlier, and grandson retired."
After eating, Emperor Jin'an ordered the two young ones to be taken away. Then I stopped going to the memorial, but accompanied Yaoniang to read a book on the kang for a while.
Before Yaoniang finished reading two pages, he grabbed the book and threw it away, and asked someone to come in to wait for her to rest. What else did Yaoniang not understand.
Behind the bright yellow curtain, two people are entangled.
Tonight's Emperor Jin'an was very enthusiastic, a particularly grinding enthusiasm. It may be because Emperor Jin'an has been too busy recently, and occasionally he came in a hurry at night, just like a storm. But today, he showed a sense of calmness in his whole body, one moment at a time, not in a hurry.
He didn't panic, but Yaoniang was quite flustered, but she didn't have the face to beg him, so she could only bury her face in the quilt impatiently, and endured this tortured tenderness.
He didn't allow it, he just turned her over and kissed her mouth, sweat dripped down on her shoulders and neck. Sweat soaked the bedding, and Yaoniang felt a suffocating feeling of being unable to breathe.
"Are you upset?"
I was confused at first, but when Emperor Jin'an suddenly said something like this, Yaoniang froze for a moment.
"I didn't, no..."
"Don't think too much, those things have nothing to do with you."
"I didn't think much about it." She said with a guilty conscience, not frankly.
Emperor Jin'an reached out and touched her face, the sweat was his and hers.
He sank down, and she bit her lower lip tightly.
He kissed her, pressed her lips, and said vaguely: "You are you, you don't need to change, you don't need to deliberately please, you don't need to worry about those unnecessary things, everything is up to me."
"Well… "