Seeing that Qixi's voice was fierce, Yanzhi calmed down a little, but still had that lazy look on his face.
She raised a hand, lazily beat her shoulder, and said with a wave of eyes: "Since Sister Qixi won't let me go, then I won't go."
Qixi pursed her lips and ordered forcefully: "Go back to your room now!".
Rouge curled her lips, turned around and walked towards the penthouse where the palace maid was resting.
Qixi stared at her back, and saw that she had a slender waist, and could actually look graceful even in the ordinary clothes of a palace maid. She also moved like a willow swaying in the weak wind, and she was so graceful that she didn't look like a palace maid, but more like a palace maid.
Yes... she looks like the red card girl invited by Qin Lou and Chu Pavilion!
She faced Yanzhi's back and spat hard. She knew in her heart: This is definitely... someone is definitely jealous of Ji Ling's favor, so he went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and sent such a living treasure to trouble his master!
How difficult it is for the master.
She still remembered that this winter, her master was leaning on the bedside sickly, and she was wiping her tears while giving him medicine.
At that time, the master was already semi-conscious, sometimes awake and sometimes confused.
Every time she fed him a mouthful, she would wipe the concoction from the corner of her master's mouth. Everyone was saying behind her back that Ji Changzai in the west courtyard might not have many days left.
Later, the master fell into a coma for more than ten days, but miraculously he recovered. He could eat and sleep, and his body recovered.
Then, by some strange combination of circumstances, he showed his face in front of the emperor, and then he had the opportunity to turn over his name and sleep with him.
God bless!
Thinking about all that has happened along the way, Qixi has to raise her sleeves to wipe her tears.
The master has finally come out of his shell. Seeing that the good days are still to come, she must protect her master and never let this foxy kid cause any trouble!
Qixi clenched her fists in her sleeves, then let them go. She forced herself to calm down, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.
The small kitchen is the penthouse to the east of the entrance. Although it is a penthouse, it has a bright and clean window. There are all pots, bowls and pans on the stove, all arranged neatly.
Xiao Dazi was taking the new little eunuch, and the two of them were busy in the small kitchen. There were beads of sweat on Xiao Dazi's forehead, and they were big and crystal clear, and they were about to drip down.
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Qixi frowned, took out a coarse cloth handkerchief from her arms, threw it on Xiao Dazi's face and said: "Wipe your sweat, be careful not to fall into the master's food."
She always spoke in a gentle and approachable manner, but Xiao Dazi rarely saw her like this and felt something was wrong.
He grabbed the handkerchief and wiped it shamelessly, then came forward and said with a smile: "Sister Qixi! Who dares to annoy our sister Qixi? I will be the first to let him go!".
Qixi glanced at the new little eunuch and saw that he was bending over, holding a gourd and ladle to draw water from the water tank, and silently listening to the conversation between the two.
Qixi forced out a smile and said to Xiao Dazi: "Who made trouble with me? It's not you! The pastries that the master asked for have not been delivered for a long time, so he sent me over to have a look." After she finished speaking, she said to him.
He looked at the stove, made an impatient expression and said, "Is it ready?"
Xiao Dazi said in a loud voice: "Okay, okay! Sister is driving me to death!", and saw him taking out a plate of red bean cake from the thermos box with mulberries mixed in.
The color of the juice is purple-red, gradually getting darker from top to bottom, just like the layers of the forest are dyed.
The porcelain plate is light pink, with a delicate porcelain body and a shiny glaze. In the middle is a large hand-painted pattern of lotus leaves. There are bunches of lotus leaves and a green lotus slanting out of the water below.
The lotus leaf is made of azure glaze, which is lifelike and lifelike. It suddenly looks as if there is a tiny lotus leaf placed on the plate. The red bean cake is placed on top as if it is being held up by a lotus leaf.
Xiao Dazi put the red bean cake into the tray, handed it to Qixi with both hands, and said with a smile: "Sister, you've got it!".
In the main room.
Qixi walked in quickly with a tray, placed the tray on the long table aside, then gently placed the plate on the table, and announced the name of the dish: "One-pin red bean cake."
Ji Ling was giving Yin a piece of hot pot rice cake. When she heard Qixi's voice was slightly strange, she raised her head and glanced at her. She saw that Qixi's face turned pale. When she saw her master looking at her, she forced out a stiff smile and then lowered her head.
, picked up the chopsticks and silently continued to wrap the roast duck roll for Ji Ling.
Ji Ling touched his belly, waved his hand and said to Qixi: "It's almost done, don't wrap it up." Then he gave Yin several slices of mutton covered in sesame sauce and put them on the plate in front of him.
Yin just eats.
Su Peisheng had already consciously stepped aside and left the job of preparing meals directly to Mr. Jigui.
Generally, when the emperor dines with the empress or his concubines, the emperor sits on top and the concubines sit opposite the emperor.
But today, as soon as the emperor sat down, he patted the chair next to him and asked Mr. Ji to sit on the left hand side.
Moreover, Ji Guiren likes to bring food to the emperor, and the emperor also likes Ji Guiren... He likes the food Ji Guiren brings to him.
Basically, whatever Jigui puts in his mouth, he will eat it.
Su Peisheng thought so at first, but then he gradually realized the truth: it wasn't that the emperor gave Ji Guiren face, but that the emperor himself liked to eat Ji Guiren's food, but he couldn't tell the truth.
The rule passed down from our ancestors is to eat no more than three meals.
Facing a table full of delicacies, no matter which dish Yin likes to eat, no more than three bites of a single dish are allowed.
No matter how many bites of a dish Yin took, Su Peisheng felt like a mirror. If Yin took three bites of a certain dish, Su Peisheng would immediately take that dish away. Then, for ten days and a half,
, this dish will never appear on the dinner table.
But it's different when Jigui people serve food to the emperor.
That was not what the emperor wanted to eat! It was the concubines who took the initiative to serve the emperor food in order to please the emperor. The emperor saw that the concubine was his favorite, so he gave her face and ate the food "reluctantly".
After Ji Ling finished picking up the mutton for Yin, she began to rinse the bamboo shoots again. Seeing the bamboo shoots gradually softening in the spicy red soup, she skillfully picked them up with chopsticks, rolled a layer of sweet sauce, and put them on the plate in front of Yin.
She enjoyed it endlessly.
Before time travel, every time Ji Ling went out to eat hot pot with a few of her best friends, she liked to use serving chopsticks to cook the food for everyone.
She watched the ingredients slowly become cooked in the hot pot, and then divided them into different tastes for each of her friends, which gave her a special sense of accomplishment in taking care of others.
After finishing the meal, the servants removed the hot pots from the table one after another, and then the desserts were served.
Yin was wiping his mouth with a hot towel. When he saw that the white porcelain cup was red and white, it looked really beautiful, so he asked, "What is this?" Ji Ling personally put a cup in front of Yin, and added
He picked up a small silver spoon and said, "Back to the emperor, this is milk made from chopped fruit in my little kitchen."