Chapter 147: Sour Oranges
“…… This is the Muxi Dew from the Frangipani Pavilion, and there are not a few bottles of it a year. ”
"Yes, you try my magnolia flower dew, it was made by the person in my room, she has a wooden temperament, but she has a little study of flowers and plants. ”
With the arrival of envoys from other countries, the rose dew, as one of the offerings, started from the concubines in the inner garden of the palace, and set off a "fragrance tide" from top to bottom.
The daughter has a good complexion, and they find that the fragrance is more stable and elegant than the fragrance mixed with balm like Lanze cream, and the fragrance can be used with rouge, makeup powder, and even hair oil added to the hair wipe, which is most suitable for summer use.
Originally, this kind of thing also had in the previous dynasty, firstly, it was a foreign product, there were fewer people who knew the way to make it, it was not easy to make, very few people burned money to use it, and secondly, the flower dew was passed into the former dynasty not long ago, the country changed hands, the Central Plains was in flames, and the small overseas countries took the opportunity to cut off the annual tribute, in recent years, the sailors on the side of Fuhai went to sea to practice, and the good waves relied on their strength to send me to a small country, and accidentally the waves were far away, and the diplomatic relations with the small country were re-established.
The fat powder shops in the capital have seen the business opportunity to develop flower dew, and the powerful family has secretly let their maids who are good at perfume concoction seize the time to concoct, and the recent winter banquet topics are all around flower dew.
The small gathering in the Eldest Princess's Mansion is no exception, no, there are two ladies on the table to show off.
The eldest princess looked at it strangely, she had three bottles of rose dew from the emperor, but she couldn't say it was exciting, and she didn't bother to mention it, looking at their proud and proud appearance, it should be fun to show off.
She also wanted to add to this game, and after the banquet, she summoned the manager: "You tell you to go down, and those who can bring out the flower dew will be rewarded." ”
When the news reached the lotus garden, the lotus garden was excited, and the palace maid who specialized in perfume naturally wanted to show her face in front of the eldest princess, in order to reward and have a good future, secretly collecting fallen flowers to try.
Job?
Push it to the other maids.
The maid in charge of the bird's nest divided her work among her three maids, and she went into the house to learn to work behind closed doors.
"It's so infuriating, we can do everything, we can't finish our own! Sango, are you just going to put up with it?" Hongzhu stomped his feet, and looked at it again.
As if nothing happened, the bird's nest swept the fallen leaves of the yard into piles, washed their hands and sat down in the original position of the housekeeper, selected the oranges in the basket at their feet, cut off the branches, and made a cross with a knife, uncovering the skin to reveal the orange-red flesh.
This kind of orange is called sour orange, the flesh is sour and bitter and difficult to eat, small animals are disgusted when they eat it, but its fruity aroma is long, and it smells strange and charming - it smells sweet and sour moderately, and it is placed in the dining room, and people who have no appetite will eat a few more bites of rice. It is also used to ward off flavors, such as in places where it has been smoked with wormwood, such as gongfang, etc.
The steward is responsible for selecting the good mandarin, pruning the branches and leaves, and placing it where it should go.
"Her life is much easier than mine, it's too late for me to envy, experience it now, it feels really good, I'll do my own thing later, oranges matter." Bird's Nest laughed and hummed a little song.
"You, you're hopeless!" Hongzhu was so angry with her that she ran away: "You love to do it yourself, I won't do it!"
The bird's nest smiled slightly, and the speed of the hand increased.
Until the fruit is served in the dining room, the mechanical repetitive action of the bird's nest suddenly changes, the orange peel is completely peeled, the white veins on the flesh are torn off, and the rabbit is carved out according to the fruit petals, and the extra peel and flesh are taken away by her.
Mochizuki is so good at making a good fragrance that she even adds a special sour orange dew to the rice for a guest who suffers from anorexia to eat, and the customer buys her sour orange dew, and it is said that his anorexia will not be cured long without medicine.
As a person close to Mochizuki, bird's nest naturally learned the craft of concocting perfume.
Bird's Nest is waiting for an opportunity to make its own fragrance enter the sight of the manager, so that it will not be robbed of credit, and it will not pull the hatred of the palace maids of the entire lotus garden, but I didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly.
She peeled the orange peel and laughed.
The first thing that noticed the change in the smell of the dining room was the sixth prince who came to visit, and he rounded his stomach without paying attention: "Auntie, the sour oranges in your dining room smell much better than those in your nephew's house, and this sweet and sour taste makes people can't help but eat a few more bowls." ”
"Foolish, not all the same sour oranges. ”
The eldest princess laughed and scolded, and was praised by her nephew for her fruity smell and was very happy.
The six princes rubbed their hands together, and they had to inch in:
"Can my nephew be cheeky and ask a few sour oranges to go back? Recently, Changxin has been very happy, eating as much as she vomits, and the whole person is a lot haggard, and my nephew is worried that if this continues, she and my unborn child will be in danger. ”
The eldest princess is one round older than the sixth princess Sun Changxin, but the relationship is very good, when she learned that Changxin was pregnant, she brought the sixth prince over and counted her down, she was young, and giving birth to a child was like passing through the ghost gate, why was he so anxious, not waiting for a year or two to let Changxin's body and bones grow open, and then prepare for pregnancy.
Now when I heard it, I was anxious: "What did the imperial doctor say? I'll go over tomorrow to take a look!"
Sixth Prince: "The imperial doctor said that this is a normal phenomenon and prescribed three doses of fetal medicine, but in the final analysis, Changxin still has to eat." ”
"You, you, Changxin is like this now, you still come out to eat with a round belly. ”
The sixth prince was aggrieved, and it was not this one who called him.
"You say my sour orange smells good, then you can take it back and put it on the dinner table to see if Changxin can eat it at night." ”
As she spoke, the eldest princess ordered someone to take out the sour oranges that were placed in an inconspicuous position.
The two of them sighed at the same time, the peel of the sour orange was peeled off and carved into a pattern of curly grass and flowers, and the petals were made into a cute little rabbit, which became a small landscape, and the person in charge of the fruit was attentive.
The eldest princess smiled: "It's just right, if you bring it back, I think Changxin will like it too." ”
The sixth prince approached and sniffed, the orange juice was full of fruit petals, and he couldn't help but want to stretch out his paws and touch a piece to taste, the eldest princess was full of anticipation, but unfortunately at the last moment he remembered that the sour orange smelled of appetite, but it tasted sour, bitter and astringent.
The eldest princess lowered her eyes regretfully, and she couldn't see her nephew's stupid expression, but it was a pity.
The sixth prince took the sour oranges in the dining room and went back to try the effect.
The chief manager asked people to make up for the fruits in the hall, and the palace maid rushed in, and the eldest princess swept away all the interest, all of them on the plate were not peeled, and there were even sour oranges that were not in good condition, which was too far from the batch given to the sixth prince.
The chief steward observed the words and looks, and the steward in charge of the fruit was summoned under the corridor to ask who was in charge of the fruit furnishings in the dining room, and the steward maid was called to question and pushed the pot to the bird's nest.
Tonight, the Lotus Garden is destined to have a sleepless night.