What do you want to eat? This is a difficult thing, people who say casual often say casual, but when it is served, they pick everything, and everything is not delicious. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Che smiled and looked at her speechlessly.

But he didn't easily throw this abrasive problem to Taiguan Ling to bother, but racked his brains to discuss it with Gillian.

"How about a clam steamed egg? The steamed eggs are tender and delicate, and the clams are delicious—"

Gillian wanted to shake her head, but she felt a little appetizing when he said it, so she nodded.

Liu Che continued with a smile: "Red dates and wolfberry steamed chicken is not bad, right?" The soup is sweet and the meat is tender. Especially these red dates and wolfberries, red dates nourish the spleen and invigorate qi, nourish blood and calm the nerves; Goji berries nourish the liver and lungs, beautify the skin, and moisturize the skin. ”

Speaking of this last sentence, he also deliberately looked at Gillian's face. Then he looked at her skin that was getting fairer and smoother after she was pregnant, and said in a lengthened tone, "Hmm...... It's not bad to have the icing on the cake......"

The people in the palace were all amused by such a majesty, let alone Gillian? She smiled and nodded and said that she wanted this too, and said that this medical book had not been read in vain recently.

The laughter spread out, causing Chun Tuo's heart to itch outside, but he didn't dare to look inside. I just thought of the cold days that His Majesty had spent in the Queen's absence. Listening to the hearty laughter of His Majesty in the middle, my heart was hot with relief.

Your Majesty, he grew up with him since he was a child.

He was sad, and Chuntuo was even more uncomfortable than him.

Even if he usually has some calculations in his heart, but in the end, the only person in the world who can be called close to him is His Majesty.

His Majesty is both his Lord and His Heaven.

And for Liu Che, Chuntuo seems to be just a slave he can easily replace. He is the Son of Heaven, how can he lack someone to call? But Gillian knew that in his previous life, Chuntuo followed Liu Che until the last moment of his life, and he was still deeply trusted by him. Liu Che can only rest assured when he hands over many things, such as moving Gillian to be buried with him.

How rare is this for the emperor who is getting higher and higher, more and more lonely, and everyone is beginning to be suspicious?

After Liu Che's death, Chun Tuo was martyred.

The feelings in this middle are difficult for outsiders to understand.

Later generations analyzed that this was because Huangmen was a rootless person, floating in this world like duckweed, and they could only rely on the emperor wholeheartedly. For the emperor, the Yellow Gate is the person who serves by his side day and night, and the emperor's heart is the first, so he can naturally gain the emperor's trust.

But what exactly is going on, it's not something that can be said in one or two sentences.

In the palace, Gillian asked for fried sea bass, fried shrimp with lettuce, stewed black chicken with cordyceps and deer antlers, steamed abalone, stewed bird's nest with pear lily, and dried scallop and tofu soup in Liu Che's description of the color and fragrance.

If it weren't for Gillian who had woken up and ordered a lot, interrupting Liu Che's gushing introduction, I'm afraid he would have been able to keep talking.

Because the imperial cuisine basically represents the highest level of Chinese cooking, it will always be gilded with a layer of mysterious light in the eyes of later generations.

In fact, it is. First of all, the palace imperial cuisine is strict in the selection of ingredients, and secondly, the kitchen skills of the palace kitchen are superb and exquisite. Most of the dishes created in this way have become famous dishes for later generations.

Although the emperor's meal is not as good as the emperor's banquet and the ministers, Zhong Ming eats at a grand scale. It is necessary to have thousands of real dishes and ten thousand bells of wine. Orchestral bells and drums, wonderful sounds in unison, nine skills and eight hundreds, singing and dancing together.

But for the Son of Heaven's imperial diet is also a polite system, each meal must have six grains, six clear, six livestock, eight treasures, one hundred and twenty precious dishes, almost can be said to be the taste of the world.

In terms of meals alone, the Han Palace spends as much as 20,000 yuan a year.

What is this concept?

It is equivalent to the entire family property of 20,000 families with more than enough food and clothing in the Han Dynasty!

According to this rough estimate, the Han Palace needs to use thousands of stone of rice every day, plus at least more than 100,000 catties of various meats and nearly 2,000 stone of alcohol. In this way, 20,000 yuan can be spent in a year.

Gillian didn't think there was anything about it before, but after she left the palace, she stayed in a family with Xue Wu and Zhu Ge.

She still remembers the kindness of the old lady and his wife, who were so poor that they could not eat porridge themselves, but served steamed fish, porridge and pickles to strangers they met in Pingshui.

The kindness of the people made her weep.

The poverty of the people made her ashamed.

She used all the food and clothing from the people, how could she squander it wantonly?

Therefore, after returning to the palace, she had the intention to drastically reform the harem expenses. But after Guan Tao knew, he repeatedly told her that this was a confused account, and she couldn't easily calculate it. If you don't have complete certainty, you can't start easily.

Gillian Si and the Renyin Palace changes of later generations have to admit that what Guan Tao said is reasonable. Once these palace people who serve them day and night are forced to be urgent, how can they not do anything to rebel and kill the master?

Although she can only draw it slowly, Gillian refuses to ask for food according to the etiquette system. Of the more than 100 products that were put on the table, there were only three or five of them that moved the chopsticks normally, and the rest were all served with all the tails. Day after day, what a waste?

Therefore, whenever she eats, Gillian tries to abandon the regulations and order her own food. If you can't use it up, you will give it to the palace people who are waiting.

Liu Che has never been picky about food and clothing, not to mention Gillian's request? Naturally, how to say how good.

In this way, the emperor's dietary expenses alone saved almost 10 million dollars in the year-end report.

It's a drop in the bucket, but it's better than doing nothing.

As for the thrifty reputation of the emperor and queen brought by this, it was an unexpected gain.

Once in time, Liu Che found that Gillian didn't seem to like others to compliment her with this, and after a long time, Gillian got the reputation of being true and pure again.

In fact, she just thinks that for her, who eats and drinks more than most people, thrift is very much like a mockery.

Thinking about Guantao's words, during dinner, Gillian tried her best to restrain herself from using only one bowl of rice, and half a bowl of soup, so she put down the dishes and chopsticks.

Liu Che glanced at her strangely, and then remembered that when Gillian went back to Huaiyu's childhood, she refused to eat Shaofu's two additional meals for fear of gaining weight.

Now that she is pregnant, she has gained a lot of weight, but Liu Che thinks it is good to have some meat.

Gillian: This is because I want to keep my body shape again?

He was a little funny in his heart, Jiaojiao was twenty-eight years old, and his innocence of heart had never changed.

Is that what it is? Instead, she kept the years.

Liu Che couldn't help but laugh and finished his meal, and when he entered the side hall to play leaf play with Gillian, he ordered Haitang to bring in a few plates of dim sum.

Gillian played while eating the dim sum at hand.

He saw that there was almost her usual amount of food, and then he relieved his heart and made his eyes look so that someone could take it down.

Eat too much at night and don't digest it anymore.

When Gillian yelled sleepy, watched her lie on the couch after washing, and the palace people all withdrew. He sat on the edge of the couch for two quarters of an hour, as was customary, waiting for her to fall asleep.

After Liu Che's breathing gradually calmed down, he looked at her ruddy and shiny face, leaned over and kissed her lightly on the forehead. muttered: "Silly Jiaojiao, how can you think about not being full?" Don't be afraid to gain weight. ”

Gillian was still full of sweetness when he came over to kiss her. After he said this, she stiffened all of a sudden, and she didn't dare to come out.

Didn't he notice that she was just closing her eyes and not asleep yet? Why are you complaining about her in her ear?

What else does it mean not to be afraid of gaining weight?

She really didn't do it this time, she was afraid that her belly would be too big and it would be difficult to give birth at that time.

This idiot! I'm!

Gillian held her breath and waited for him to go out and hear the sound of the door. Only then did he roll in the quilt, kicking and tossing for a while, and finally fell asleep in the endless sleep.

(To be continued.) )