In the Xuanshu Palace, Liu Che was rarely distracted, and he thought of the night before when Gillian mysteriously said that he wanted to eat something special for dinner. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Thinking of Gillian's shrimp soup, her sashimi dipped in mustard, and her improved version of zongzi, the whole day was really full of anticipation.

What could it be?

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty? ”

Sang Hongyang's cry knocked him out of his distraction, and Liu Che motioned for him to continue, so Sang Hongyang continued to report to Liu Che on the specific expenses incurred in the construction of Shanglin Garden.

Sang Hongyang is also Liu Che's companion, but it was Liu Che's last year as the crown prince because he was proficient in mental arithmetic. He was born in the family of the richest man in Luoyang, and his natural sensitivity to numbers was revealed when he was babbling. When he is around the age of seven or eight, he can straighten out the family's expenditure account for a year without the help of any tools and just mental arithmetic, without the slightest mistake. Around the age of ten, he has already managed several branches, and his profits have increased greatly.

At the age of thirteen, his fame spread far and wide, and finally even the ruler of the empire, Emperor Jing, was alarmed. So, he specially entered the palace. And the fate of his life was also changed, he would no longer be in business like his father, he jumped from the insurmountable gap of Shinong industry and commerce.

Yu Shu Yu in business Sang Hongyang is undoubtedly a genius, Gillian once tested him when he was out of the palace, and he could get the answer almost instantaneously for the operation of one or twenty digits, fast and accurate, so that she was dumbfounded and speechless.

It's simply the strongest brain of the Han Dynasty, a natural humanoid computer.

Gillian easily used the chicken soup that Qin could make up to comfort herself, and her heart collapsed, he was only fourteen years old. Talent is really envied and can't be envied.

Sang Hongyang, a mathematical genius named Gillian Wang, is only sixteen years old this year, and he is still childish between his eyebrows, but he is already very capable of doing things.

He thought clearly, said the things to be played simply and clearly, and then calmed down and waited for Liu Che to speak.

Liu Che glanced at him appreciatively, affirmed his work, and then asked him, "How did you read the book in Shiqu Pavilion?" Like a queen, I allow you to take the book back and read it. ”

Xiang Xue can be called a beautiful thing at any time and in any era, and Yang Deyi, who is next to the queen, has also heard of Sang Hongyang reading books in the palace library. Yang Deyi, the first celebrity next to the queen, heard that he was widely involved in hundreds of schools, so he often came to ask humbly.

Sang Hongyang thanked him, and then respectfully retreated.

Liu Che glanced at the pot leak, and only after three moments. He pressed his temperament again and finished the fold handed over, and finally asked him to return to the Jiaofang Hall half an hour earlier than usual.

It wasn't until he had changed his clothes and drunk tea in the Jiaofang Hall that Liu Che said let's set the meal. Gillian couldn't hold back her laughter, not piercing the uncontrollable that he had been showing.

"Is this a hot pot?" Liu Che arrived at the dining table and pointed to the copper hot pot that was infinitely close to modern hot pot and a large number of small dishes with names on them. The warm pot is similar to stewed meat and fish, and most of the dishes are eaten in winter, so it is called a warm pot.

"Yes." Gillian responded to him, and then put vegetables and mushrooms into the already boiling soup pot, calling the wolfberry shrimp bone soup more flavorful. "Pretty much."

Hot pot originated from the folk and has begun to take shape in the Shang and Zhou dynasties. Western Zhou Dynasty sacrifice or celebration, to "strike the bell and line the tripod" and eat, everyone around the tripod to put the beef and mutton into the tripod to cook and eat, this is the earliest hot pot.

In the Han Dynasty, it was a little more improved than this, and smoke holes for charcoal fire and ventilation appeared. But it can be said that it is still very early to achieve the instant hot pot like in later generations.

Put a large spoonful of tahini first, then a little leek flowers. Add a little oyster sauce and chopped peanuts, and add a small spoonful of hot pot soup and stir well. The simple version of the hot pot dipping sauce was ready, she divided it into two, handed Liu Che a copy, and told him to dip and eat.

It is said to be simple, but even the oyster sauce was tossed by Gillian for two years. The oyster sauce is very delicious, but I don't know how to make it. In the end, I figured out how to boil the oysters to the desired viscosity with water, but the heat time was difficult to master.

Gillian, who consciously promoted the development of food, put a very thin piece of mutton with chopsticks in it, rolled it in it and sandwiched it out. After taking a bite, it was really tender and fragrant, and he gave Liu Che a chopsticks and tender mutton clip to him, and said: "Serve the food, this is also like burning meat, and it is interesting to eat it yourself." ”

Liu Che took a bite of mutton while it was hot, tender and fresh.

Well, it's quite different from a hot pot.

Pick up a thin piece of mutton that can make people look like a texture, stretch it into the boiling water and soak it until it changes color, dip it in the dipping saucer and bowl, and eat it in your mouth while it is hot. Tender and delicious slices of meat.

Such a thin slice of meat that can be cooked in one blanch, even the most proficient meat case in Shaofu can't do it. Liu Che thought about it a little, and knew that it should be taken to the freezer to freeze, and when it was about to be melted, the flying blades were formed.

Jiaojiao, if you use the heart used in these places to calligraphy Danqing, not to mention very good, it is enough to be called a talented woman.

He doesn't care about his posthumous name, but he desperately hopes that future generations will praise Jiaojiao through the ages.

He was thinking about things, but the movements of his hands were not slow. The hot pot gradually made him sweat on his forehead. This particular hot pot is good to eat a little hotter now. After a while, he and Gillian ate all the tender cattle and sheep cut on the table.

After rinsing his mouth, when he was writing in the study as usual, Liu Che saw the sketch of the hot pot that Gillian turned out again yesterday. He thought of the pot they used, and couldn't help laughing: "Jiaojiao, in addition to the fine and gorgeous points they make, you can still paint them." ”

Why is it so awkward when it comes to his mouth?

Gillian pursed her lips and ignored him, hanging her wrist and continuing to write.

Well, after persisting for a long time, watching your writing get better and better, it will still give people a sense of accomplishment.

Before she finished writing, Liu Che abruptly picked her up from behind and put her on the desk. Her pen swept across his chest, leaving a stroke of varying severity. He smiled, and gently removed the pen from her hand and put it down.

A gentle kiss fell on her forehead, and gradually turned into a storm of enthusiasm as it reached her lips and neck to her chest. Gillian told him to kiss a little dazed, didn't he study hard?

She pursed her lips again to express her dissatisfaction, and Liu Che chuckled. I don't know that she is so coquettish and tantrum, does she want to coax him the most?

Little by little, he unbuttoned her clothes, patiently. However, when the two of them met sincerely, he seemed to make the little mutton irritable, and fiddled with her frantically.

By the time this cloud and rain ended, Gillian felt that her waist was about to break. She leaned on him and refused to get up, and asked him to carry him down.

"Huh?" He coaxed two sentences, but Gillian still didn't follow. His voice became hoarse, and Gillian took a breath of cold air and quickly slipped down.

She knew him too well, and he was a precursor to emotion.

Liu Che looked at her, curled the corners of his mouth and found his own cloak for her to wrap her. Then I had to wash it with water, and after this toss, I didn't have to write the words, and Gillian washed it and directly removed her hair and jewelry, wiped the fragrant pancreas, and prepared to sleep.

However, when she arrived on the couch, she soon knew that it was just a prelude to the storm, and Liu Che had no intention of letting her go like this. He put his arms around her and kissed her in the earlobe, so that she couldn't help but plead deeply.

"Itchy...... Tickle...... Ah...... You let me go......" Gillian begged him again and was a little angry, but he didn't expect him to see it as an encouragement. He turned his target to her chest with a wicked smile, she was panting, uncomfortable and itchy, and tried to resist, but he grabbed it easily with one hand with one hand.

So, it was another storm. By the end of the day, she didn't even have the strength to lose her temper like before, so she could only stare at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

He laughed, pinched her face, and teased her, "It seems that there are not only horses like lions, but also queens like tigers." "I put on my middle coat when I stayed, called the water in, and took Gillian down to wash after washing myself.

Gillian blushed with shame, covered her face and refused to look at her the whole time, and when she finally survived this link of refreshing her shame, she was sent back to the couch. She slipped into the covers like a liberated man, covering herself from head to toe.

What's there to be shy about?

It's been five years since she was married, but she is still as shy and delicate as a girl who has not been married, she is like a cloud on the horizon, when she goes to see it, she is still the same as before.

People's hearts are fickle, only Jiaojiao is still like when she was a child.

He called her Sister Gillian when he was a child, but I don't know when it started, he refused to call her. He also forgot when it was, and even now in the palace, everyone forgot that His Majesty was younger than the Empress.

Jiaojiao, listening to the name, you should be spoiled and hurt.

How can I still call you sister?

Moreover, how can you look like a sister?

Thinking of Gillian, who has admired him since childhood, Liu Che felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction and responsibility rise in his heart. This is the Gillian who needs his protection and needs his love at all times, and it is the Gillian he fell in love with at first sight since he was a child.

He tucked her up and imprinted another kiss on her sideburns. Whispered, "Sleep." ”

Liu Che still got up at five o'clock, and he walked lightly to the side hall and asked the servants to lighten up. Gillian slept late yesterday, don't make a noise for her. When she left after breakfast, she specially instructed Begonia not to call her, nor to call the snow lion into the temple.

No one bothered, and Gillian naturally slept until nine o'clock. She was startled when she saw the pot leaking, that is, she didn't need to ask for peace, how could she sleep until this time in the palace.

She complained about Begonia while getting dressed, "Why don't you call me?" It's too unpleasant to get up at this hour. ”

Haitang, who always thought that Gillian was not motivated, smiled instead, and said while serving her to wash her face: "Niangniang, it is Your Majesty who loves you and refuses to wake you up." So, okay. ”

Hurt? It was as if she were his daughter.

Gillian didn't speak, but her heart became sweet.

As soon as she went out, the snow lion was as happy as if she had been reunited after a long absence. Yulan said beside her: "Niangniang, Your Majesty also told the snow lion not to enter, it is in a hurry outside." Xiao Dongzi coaxed it to sweat profusely, and just went to get honey water for it. ”

The snow lion's watery eyes were sobbing, as if asking her why it was so late today.

Oops, how can you be so coquettish, hold a coquettish and pitiful contest, absolutely first. This is pitiful, this is wronged. Gillian touched it and took the **** in Xiao Dongzi's hand.

The sweet snow lion suddenly changed his face like in Peking Opera, and immediately abandoned the master's touch and happily drank **** one bite at a time. (To be continued.) )