Ji Ling was late for lunch, so when he returned to the main hall, facing a table full of dinner given by Yinzhen, his stomach felt a little full, and he didn't want to pick up chopsticks anymore.
Although it had been so long since the Yongzheng period, she still couldn't get used to the eating rules in the Qing palace - the Eight Banners of the Manchu people who came out of the White Mountains and Black Waters, after entering the Forbidden City, had long implemented the two-meal-a-day system: one breakfast,
An evening meal.
And the so-called "dinner meal" is actually eaten at three or four o'clock in the afternoon.
Sometimes it's even more exaggerated - "dinner" is served just after noon.
After having Xiao Dazi and his own independent small dining room, Ji Ling did not intend to pay attention to this eating schedule - a joke! Dinner is served at three o'clock in the afternoon. Isn't it obvious that people will be hungry at night?
Back, can't you sleep?
So after Ji Ling was able to make her own decisions, the three acres of land in her yard basically served the same three meals a day as modern people.
Plus late night snacks.
In the natural-painted dining room, the two large stoves are watched day and night by handymen and eunuchs who cannot turn off the fire - the concubine is pregnant now and has an even better appetite. Leaving aside the daytime, she suddenly wants to eat at night
Hot and sour soup, or small meatballs, small yuanxiao, small wontons, milk cakes, etc. With these two large stoves that are constantly burning, and at most a frying pan of oil, you can eat whatever you want in no time.
Can be delivered.
Most pregnant ladies in the palace are like this - this is the rarest and most delicate time in their lives in the palace.
There are many people with all kinds of weird appetites. In comparison, Concubine Chen is already a master who is easy to serve and doesn't bother her slaves.
Ji Ling called out to Qixi, got up and went out again - before Concubine Qian and her group came, she had been walking in circles in the yard doing exercises for pregnant women.
In fact, she is a person who has no exercise skills and hates exercise the most.
But for the sake of a safe and normal delivery for myself, and for the safety of the baby in my belly...
Moderate exercise is required.
Ji Ling walked very easily at first, but Qixi couldn't keep up as he chased after him, calling his master repeatedly to slow down.
After four or five more circles, her speed gradually slowed down.
By the time today's exercise steps were almost completed, it was already dusk in the natural scenery, and it was time for dinner.
Ji Ling took the handkerchief handed over by Qixi, wiped the fine beads of sweat on her neck, and returned to the house with a sense of accomplishment.
In the main hall, Bixue had already led people to put all the royal dishes into food boxes and keep them warm. When she saw her master coming and having an appetite, she quickly laid them out again.
Ji Ling picked out his favorite hot dishes and some pastries for use, and gave the rest to his slaves without touching much.
After Xiao Fenzi and others thanked their master and saw Ji Ling entering the back room, Bixue began to volunteer to share the cakes.
First came the bamboo leaf rolls, then the elephant eye chess cake steamed buns, and finally the duck fat custard cake.
The duck fat custard cake has just come out of the oven. It is not the most delicious when it is hot. It has to be left quietly for a while to cool down naturally from the inside to the outside. The pastry becomes slightly crispy and is the most delicious when you bite it.
Bixue shared the cakes along the way. When it was Xiao Fenzi's turn, he reached out and took a few more, wrapping them in his arms with a handkerchief.
Bixue rarely saw him like this, so she thought he was hungry. She was startled for a moment. She immediately thrust the plate into Xiao Fenzi's hand and whispered: "I'll give you this plate."
Xiao Fenzi shook her head, turned her eyes away from Bixue, and reached out to push the plate away.
After Bixue walked away, she, Xiao Dazi and Xiao Yoko were eating cakes and talking and laughing. Xiao Fenzi stood up while they were not paying attention.
When he walked to the door, he felt sour in his heart. Finally he couldn't hold it back and looked back - Xiao Dazi said something with a smile, which seemed to annoy Bixue. Bixue raised her sleeves and pointed at his head repeatedly.
After a few false strikes, he turned to look at Little Yoko with a smile on his face.
Xiao Yoko also turned to look at Bixue. When the two looked at each other, there was a rare smile on the corner of Xiao Yoko's mouth.
Bixue blushed and lowered her head.
When Xiao Fenzi saw Bixue's expression, her heart felt cramped.
He clenched his fists slightly and gritted his teeth bitterly.
He didn't want to, and didn't dare to read any more.
Xiao Fenzi walked outside to the yard, calmed herself down, took a few deep breaths, and tried to stop herself from thinking about these things.
He walked around, glanced at the three new maids, and waved.
The three people knew that Xiao Fenzi was the most powerful old man in front of their master, so they immediately hurried over in fear and fear.
Xiao Fenzi groped around in her arms, slowly took out the pastry, opened the veil like a magic trick, and handed it to them.
The eyes of the little palace maids suddenly lit up, just like the puppies who saw something delicious.
Xiao Fenzi nodded and said, "Eat it! Remember to leave two pieces."
The little palace girls were afraid that people would see them, so they immediately stuffed the cakes in their hands into their mouths.
Among them, there was a girl named Yiquan with the smallest face. She swallowed it too quickly and almost choked.
Xiao Fenzi found it funny just looking at it.
As he looked at this scene, he suddenly thought of the past - when the concubine Chen was still the sick and wilting Ji Chang, he, Xiao Dazi, Qixi, and Bixue accompanied their master on the west side of Jingyang Palace.
In the courtyard.
When the master is in despair, the life of the slave will naturally become difficult.
There was no decent meal in the dining room. Qixi was the maid in charge, so she was able to maintain her stability, but Bixue was often so anxious that she couldn't help but sigh, and she even cried once because of this.
But occasionally there are times when I'm lucky - it happens to be a festival in the palace, and I can get some good pastries from the kitchen.
Ji was always sick and could not eat much, so he often gave the remaining cakes to his slaves.
At that time, Bixue was devouring cakes, looking so funny and pitiful.
Xiao Fenzi forced herself to pull her thoughts away from the past.
His eyes fell on the handkerchief in his hand. As expected, the maids obeyed and left two pieces of cake untouched.
Xiao Fenzi turned around and went to the dining room.
Two handy eunuchs were preparing supper for the evening.
The two of them were sitting on two small stools, facing each other. They were busy with their hands and their mouths. They were chatting happily, and they turned around and saw Xiao Fenzi.
When he came, he quickly wiped his hands on his clothes, nodded and stood up.
Xiao Fenzi stretched out her hand and handed the two pastries to them.
The two eunuchs were stunned and took it carefully. They held the cakes in their hands, immediately smiled and thanked Xiao Fenzi repeatedly - they were hungry, after all, all the eunuchs did was
No physical work can be as relaxing as the maids and sisters in the house!
Xiao Fenzi threw the handkerchief on the table in the dining room and didn't want to take it away - the handkerchief was stained slightly with oil from pastries, so it was very troublesome to wash it. Let's talk about it in a few days.
He walked out with his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly and looked at the faint silver hook on the sky, and then remembered what Supervisor Su said to him that day.