Aunt Yu turned her head and saw that Xiao Nianzhi was in good condition except for some beads of sweat on her forehead. She thought she had been living well at the foot of the mountain these past few days, so she felt relieved.
After everyone exchanged brief greetings, they went to the main hall to burn incense.
The eldest princess and Aunt Yu had already lit the evergreen lanterns a few days ago.
So now they burn incense, recite sutras, and burn the sutras they brought over.
This busy work only takes half a day.
The eldest princess lives a wanton life, but she has no intention of fasting.
So, after finishing, seeing that it was already afternoon, I couldn't help but rub my belly, and then turned my head to look at Xiao Nianzhi.
As soon as Xiao Nianzhi wiped the sweat off his head, he caught the eldest princess's gaze.
When she saw it, the eldest princess felt a little embarrassed.
Mainly because of the delicious food, she couldn't help but cast her eyes on Xiao Nianzhi. After reading it, she realized that she was not the cook in her house. She could not tell the other party with just one look and she had to prepare it immediately.
Eat it.
Xiao Nianzhi didn't know why, but Yan Changxia had already whispered: "I'm a little hungry."
The morning meal consisted of just a few simple bites, then climbing a mountain, and then kneeling down and worshiping. It was another busy work, and the little food I had eaten in the morning had long been consumed.
Hearing her muttering, Xiao Nianzhi moved closer to her: "Shall I prepare something to eat?"
Yan Changxia's eyes lit up after hearing this, but she was soon interrupted by Yan Xingxuan's voice: "Let Hongshuang and the others go, it's too hot."
Xiao Nianzhi, like them, had been struggling for a long time and climbed a mountain in the morning. He was already exhausted. How tiring would it be to cook again?
When Hongshuang and Hongzhu heard that they were finally able to work, they almost burst into tears!
Woohoo!
They are still useful!
So good!
Yan Changxia also understood this, and was not willing to torment Xiao Nianzhi.
Even if Yan Xingxuan didn't say anything, she would feel sorry for him in the end, and it was impossible to really let Xiao Nianzhi do it.
So, she nodded quickly: "Yeah, Uncle Wang is right."
The Eighth Prince Yan Nanrong, who was following behind him, was slightly disappointed after hearing these words.
Originally, he thought he could get away with it.
The meal he had when he was at Zhuangzi last time was something he would never forget for a long time, and he really wanted to...
Have another meal!
However, it is obviously impossible in the temple now.
Moreover, Yan Xingxuan and the others were right, Xiao Nianzhi was indeed tired, and it was not good to torment others.
Hongshuang and Hongzhu quickly prepared some refreshing food for everyone to eat briefly before going back to their respective rooms to rest.
After Xiao Nianzhi returned, he went back to the delicious kitchen to take a shower and blow-dried his hair. Then he went into the kitchen and messed around with the ingredients for the past few days.
After the last dessert was finished, experiences kept popping up like a swipe on the screen.
……
[324 experience points are needed to upgrade.]
Seeing that the experience has taken a big step forward, Xiao Nianzhi was sipping an ice drink while thinking in his mind, should he make a dessert after the lunch break?
It’s just that today is the anniversary of the death of the concubine. Xiao Nianzhi thought about it and gave up for the time being.
We had eaten in the afternoon, so everyone was not very hungry after lunch break.
Xiao Nianzhi and Yan Xingxuan tidied up and prepared to go down the mountain.
After all, the koji is ready and almost dried, so we can start the first step of brewing.
At the same time, Xiao Nianzhi also prepared some wheat. It is estimated that the sprouts have come out, which is just suitable for making maltose, and can also make condensed milk.
If that thing is stored properly, even if there is no refrigerator, it should be no problem if it is stored for about ten days to half a month.
Xiao Nianzhi and the others were leaving, so Aunt Yu naturally wanted to come over and give them a send.
The eldest princess got up from her lunch break and went to burn scriptures again.
Yan Nanrong went over to change the other party at night.
At this time, watching Xiao Nianzhi and the others preparing to go down the mountain, he was still a little ready to move.
Looking at Yan Nanrong's face with "want to eat" written all over it, Yan Changxia reminded softly: "We are preparing to brew higher purity wine to clean the wounds of injured soldiers at the border."
Although the voice was lowered, everyone else heard it.
Then, everyone was silent for a while.
When the war is mentioned, everyone's heart can't help but feel heavy.
Yan Nanrong originally wanted to say that he would go over to help.
But after thinking about it, he is not good at writing, and he is not good at martial arts...
Nothing seems to help.
When I think about it, I feel a little annoyed.
Yan Nanrong is already thinking about the feasibility of practicing martial arts now.
Maybe...
Is it still too late?
He's not too old, right?
Everyone was silent. Zhou Libai thought for a while and asked in a low voice: "Is there anything you need my help with?"
The Zhou family belongs to Concubine Rong’s faction, and the noble concubine’s family belongs to the peace-promoting faction, so Concubine Rong must belong to the war-fighting faction.
The two have always been opposites.
In fact, the reason why His Majesty dotes on Concubine Rong is to pull her out and confront her.
Your Majesty has suffered so much himself, and I don’t know what he thinks, but he wants his children to have a taste of it too.
By the time he realized that something was not right, and the presence of the imperial concubine group had already affected the queen and the prince, the situation was already somewhat out of control.
In desperation, he pulled Concubine Rong, who was from the strong mother clan, up alone and fought against the concubine in the ring.
Everyone is well aware of this confrontational relationship.
However, His Majesty has his own arrangements, so what can you do as a minister?
Therefore, if Zhou Libai wants to help at this time, regardless of her own thoughts or position, there will be no problem.
Yan Xingxuan thought for a while and nodded: "Okay."
Hearing what he said, Zhou Libai quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
When they were going down the mountain, there was another person in Xiao Nianzhi's carriage.
Fortunately, the carriage was spacious enough, so Yan Changxia lifted the curtain of the carriage again.
There was no way, although there was a little wind in the evening, it was also the warm summer wind. When it hits the face, one can feel the hot and humid temperature.
No matter how spacious the carriage is, after four people are squeezed in, the space for movement is not large and the breath is not smooth. It is not as comfortable as the open space outside.
At the beginning, because everyone mentioned the war, the atmosphere in the carriage was a little heavy.
No one was in a hurry to speak, maybe because no one knew what to say.
After a long time, Yan Changxia couldn't hold it in any longer and whispered: "Aren't you going to say anything? It feels so quiet."
Zheng Qingran couldn't hold it in any longer. When he heard a voice, he let out a long sigh of relief: "Oh, someone finally spoke, but I couldn't hold it in anymore."
After she finished speaking, she looked around sheepishly.
Realizing that Xiao Nianzhi and the others were looking at her, Zheng Qingran pursed her lips, her eyes were too weak to stay fixed in one place, and she asked in a low voice: "...can't you speak?"
