After settling down the He three brothers and sisters, Wanyan Kang went back to the house to have lunch.
Ever since I left Anguo Temple, I have been really hungry.
On the table in front of you were two plates of vegetables, two refreshments, and a pot of mutton soup.
He moved his chopsticks and instantly lost his appetite.
Not to mention the "color" and "smell", the "taste" alone... was really hard for him to swallow.
He frowned secretly, thinking that the mutton was originally good—even if it was only boiled in water, it would have its original flavor. Even if there was no MSG seasoning, the taste would not be too bad.
After all, sheep in this era do not eat feed containing hormones, do not contain clenbuterol, and are purely natural and pollution-free.
But why do you have to mash it up and turn it into such a sticky, dark mess?
Really dark cuisine.
I don’t know what kind of condiments were added to it. It was bitter, astringent, and smelly.
This is still a prince's palace. If the young prince's meals were placed in ordinary people's homes... would they still be edible?
He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes while drinking the mutton soup, with a painful expression on his face.
Xue Qing and Liu Su, who were waiting nearby, were horrified to see it. Liu Su could hardly help but step forward to take a spoonful to taste what was going on. Did the cook in the courtyard accidentally put too much salt?
At this moment, Wanyan Kang put down his spoon, stood up and left the house.
The two girls were stunned.
Wanyan Kang hurried straight to the kitchen in the courtyard.
Two stout cooks inside were cleaning and joking when they suddenly saw the young master appear at the door. They were startled and quickly knelt down to worship.
Wanyan Kang waved his hand to signal them to come out, then he entered the kitchen and slammed the door tightly.
His original intention was to see what vegetables and meats were available in the kitchen and to grab something to eat, even a bowl of clear soup noodles.
As a result, I saw a steaming pot of meat bones being cooked in the big iron pot on the stove. I didn't know what kind of meat it was. I was overjoyed.
The two cooks in the courtyard were terrified and sweating profusely. They didn't know what mistake they had made to offend the young prince.
Xueqing and Liusu followed over and looked at each other in shock when they saw that the young master had locked himself in the dirty kitchen.
The kitchen door creaked open, and Wan Yankan revealed his head: "Where is the salt?"
A cook lowered her head and took out a tan clay pot from the shelf.
Wanyan Kang took it and only took one look at it. He slapped his head and immediately understood the problem with the unpalatable food. It had to do with the coarse salt.
He picked up a lump and licked it, and it was indeed bitter and astringent.
…
Wanyan Kang held a large bowl of boiled meat and bones and started to chew on them without caring about his manners, leaving his mouth full of oil.
It's also very spicy, but the meat is loose, probably pork.
To be honest, it doesn't taste very good.
But although he was gnawing on the bones, his mind was not on the meat at all...
Seeing her little master chewing it with gusto, Xue Qing couldn't believe her eyes.
Can these crude, simply cooked pork be as delicious as the mutton soup on the table?
In order to nourish the body of the young prince, the cook added century-old wild ginseng and snow mountain lotus seeds to it, and carefully cooked it for more than an hour!
Liusu pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "These pig bones are for the servants to eat. How can the young prince eat such things? If the prince knows, Sister Qing'er and I should be punished!"
Wan Yankang chuckled lightly, put down the bowl in his hand, and wiped his mouth and hands with the sweat towel on the table, "Liu Su, have you ever eaten Dongpo pork?"
"without."
"What about braised pork? Stir-fried pork with pickled vegetables? Twice-cooked pork? Pot-wrapped pork?..."
A series of dish names floated out of Wanyan Kang's mouth, and the corners of his mouth sparkled.
The fringed head is like a rattle.
Wanyan Kang laughed: "So you don't understand the benefits of eating pork. One day I will teach you how to make Dongpo pork, and you will know that it is a rare delicacy in the world..."
Liusu pouted: "Young prince is just lying to me, can you cook?"
"..." Wanyan smiled generously but said nothing.
The young prince will definitely not do it, but he will. After all, he does not always eat in the canteen, and he is short of money in restaurants every day, so he has to do it himself.
"The so-called gentleman is far away from the kitchen... The young prince is so noble, he should be very particular about it. Just tell Qing'er what meals you want to eat in the future. Don't rush into the kitchen directly like just now...
Once word spreads, the servants won't be able to bear it."
Xue Qing interjected.
She came over to pack the things on the case, her movements gentle, and occasionally she cast a gentle glance at Wan Yankang.
Liusu also helped, and kept mumbling, meaning it was just a big table of dishes, and the young prince could only eat one bite, which was such a waste.
Xue Qing glared at her.
The little girl is so ungrateful. Although the young prince's temper has changed recently and he is not as aggressive as before, the master is the master and the rules cannot be changed. Even if you whisper behind your back, don't you dare to talk to the young prince in front of him?
Give you some B-face, do you want the sun to be shining?
Xue Qing immediately remembered the strange words the young prince said to Bai Ying a few days ago.
Liusu stuck out his tongue and made a face at Xueqing.
Xue Qing was helpless, there was really nothing she could do about Liusu, a half-year-old child who couldn't bear to be beaten.
She is lively by nature, very nervous, and can't hide a lot of dog fat in her belly. In the past, she was often scolded by the young prince for this.
But when she was scolded, she cried twice behind her back and slept for a while. When she got up the next day, her niece was lighting the lantern... as usual.
At this moment, Wanyan Kang was in such a happy mood that he didn't pay attention to the small movements of the two maids.
Who would have known that after he ate a bowl of cheap meat that no one would touch, he suddenly had an idea and a grand business idea slowly took shape in his mind.
As long as the things you envision are tested as soon as possible, it will be difficult not to make a fortune.
Without guns and cannons, I am still invincible.
Thinking of the glorious and magnificent money scene, and the financial freedom that he had dreamed of in his previous life, Wanyan Kang felt so happy.
If he hadn't worried about the young prince's elegant demeanor, he would have laughed like a pig on the spot.
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After being excited for a while, I felt sleepy and went to bed to take a nap.
In the past few days, he had been busy arranging disaster relief, and was highly nervous. He kept straining on that string, and he didn't sleep well. When he relaxed, he was extremely tired.
As soon as a person touches the bed, he falls asleep.
Beside the couch, there was a copper basin on a mahogany stand, and the copper basin was filled with ice cubes.
Xueqing and Liusu gently shook the folding fans, blowing the cool mist towards the little master who was already snoring.
Even so, it was still very stuffy in the room.
Wanyan Kang was sweating profusely after not even sleeping for a while.
He turned over and sat up in a daze, trying to take off his clothes.
The two maids quickly came over and carefully undressed and unbuttoned him.
After taking off his outer shirt, Wanyan Kang still felt too hot, so the maid had to continue to help him take it off.
Finally, only the innermost shin coat was left, and he lay down again, shirtless.
The so-called leggings of this era, to put it bluntly, are just shorts, but they have a large crotch at the front and back...
This man was lying on the couch with his arms and legs spread out, in broad daylight, which was actually a bit indecent.
Liusu's little face turned red from suppressing it, and she spat, covering her face, not daring to look.
Xue Qing reluctantly took out a silk sheet and was just about to cover her master's inconvenience when the fat white parrot, which was eating and drinking in the cage, suddenly jumped to its feet and yelled: "Quack, quack!"
The sound is too harsh.
Wanyan Kang was woken up and got up irritably, furious.
He stood on the bed, pointed at the birdcage, and was about to curse. Suddenly he felt his head drifting, and he subconsciously looked down...
What a god!
His face turned red and he hurriedly covered it up, losing all sleep in an instant.
After this, something immediately became more important than making money or raising food for disaster relief, and there was no need to delay it any longer.
Wan Yankang was sitting in front of his writing desk, writing and drawing, with a serious look on his face.
Xueqing stood behind him, using a feather fan to help him cool off the heat. Liusu crept over and saw that he seemed to be painting a picture, with a few strokes and a simple pattern.
Wanyan Kang put down his pen, pointed to the drawings and explained repeatedly to Liusu, and told her to find the tailor in the house and seize the time to sew several sets of these underwear for him.
Dressing and wearing hats is the basic etiquette of this era, and it is a very serious matter.
He is temporarily unable to change the times, but no one can care if he buys a few sets of loose underwear for himself, right?
Otherwise, where does the authority of the young prince lie if he is exposed frequently?
I can't even lift the shelf.
Liusu looked confused: "Little prince, is this a shank? But it doesn't seem like it..."
"Well, you are very smart, you can understand it as a crotch-fitting shank."
Wanyan Kang gestured for a while and then touched the fringed double-snail bun.
Liusu took a step back unhappily, thinking to herself, why does the young prince keep touching my bun? I am not that little white dog outside the door!
"Remember, you must ask the tailor to use coarse cloth or linen material, not satin. Well, this is the underwear you wear inside, there is no need to make it too extravagant! Go, go!"
"Okay, I'll just go..."
Liusu wrinkled her little Qiong nose, held the "drawing" and was about to go to the tailor.
Suddenly I heard Xue Qing call out softly: "Hey, wait a minute..."