Chapter 230: A Different Osmanthus Cake
Wanqing returned to the Queen Mother and saw that the Queen Mother slowly let the girl open the plates. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"The Queen Mother ......" saw that the plate opened by the girl next to her was brought by Zhao Zhong, I don't know what Zhao Zhong did when he entered the palace and went to the Queen Mother's side of the pastry. Seeing that the Queen Mother glanced at the pastries, although her face was light, she still reached out to take the pastries on the plate he served.
Wanqing followed inside, shouting loudly. As soon as she shouted, the Queen Mother's action of pinching the pastries was interrupted.
"Qing'er, didn't you go out with Chen'er to leave the palace? Why did you come here again, but something pulled down? It's also ......."
The Queen Mother raised her eyes to see Wanqing entering, with a kind smile on her face, and asked her back with a light smile, and consciously asked and guessed that she was back again.
"I, I just came to think of yesterday's medicine, the Queen Mother, your old man should be very bitter to drink, I thought about it and prepared to add a medicine, which can not only relieve the bitterness but also be more beneficial to your body......"
The queen mother's inquiry, looking at the kind smile on the old man's face, smiled lightly and said to her.
"Oh, bring me the prescription, you can add it."
The Queen Mother heard her say this, and she only gave the needle for two days, more than an hour a day, and the whole person was much more relaxed, and she had a good night's sleep last night. Thinking about her old problem, the doctor didn't take a good look at it for a long time, but she could easily let herself sleep peacefully.
At that time, I quickly asked the girl around me to bring the prescription.
"Okay, in the future, according to the medicine on this prescription, eating it will not only make the Queen Mother eat and sleep well, and the headache will get better and better, but also make the Queen Mother feel refreshed and beautiful. This pastry is exquisite. ”
After simply modifying the two flavors of medicine, Wanqing handed the prescription to the girl next to the old man and explained to the girl. Seeing that the girl nodded and put away the prescription, she chuckled and looked at the pastries on the table on the side.
"Yes, these pastries look exquisite, but no matter how delicate they are, everyone will get tired of eating them every day. This osmanthus cake was the favorite to make for the mourning family when Princess Ning was still alive, but although I asked the imperial dining room to make it all these years, I have never been able to make the taste of her cooking. But you can make do with it, come, girl, try a piece, and see how the cook is doing today? “
Wanqing asked, and the Queen Mother followed to look at the pastry in front of her. Said with a tired look, said and looked at the osmanthus cake on the plate that Zhao Zhong was carrying, his eyes were full of nostalgia, and he picked up a piece first and handed it to Wanqing, and he also pinched a piece of it.
"Good ......"
Seeing that the Queen Mother had such deep feelings for her mother, although she didn't know why her mother died. But the old man's eyes were full of nostalgia, and Wanqing was still indescribably moved in her heart. Hearing her say this, although she doubted that there was something in the pastry, she took it.
Seeing that the Queen Mother ate first, she also took a bite herself. I found that it was not poisoned, so I let out a sigh of relief.
"It's delicious, melts in your mouth and has a lingering aroma. It was the first time Qing'er had eaten such a delicious osmanthus cake. It doesn't feel poisonous, Wanqing is eating the pastries in her hand while commenting on the Queen Mother.
Seeing that the old man took a bite here, his expression was a little weird, he paused and lowered his head to eat, and the tears welled up in his eyes, and Wan Qing looked at her in a panic and asked about the change in the queen mother's expression.
"Queen Mother, what's wrong with your old man?"
"Mourning family, mourning family is too unexpected. Sixteen years, this pastry to the mourning family feels so special, just like the Hui Concubine made for the mourning family back then, I remember that Hui Fei made it for the mourning family back then, and the emperor also followed her to learn to do it with the mourning family. But since Concubine Hui left, the emperor has never done it in person for the mourning family. This pastry feels too similar, too similar. It's a pity that although the pastries are there, the people who care about the mourning family are far away from the mourning family one by one. ”
Wanqing asked urgently, and the Queen Mother took another bite. His eyes were full of excitement and more relief, his eyes were still full of tears, and he had a pastry in his mouth, but his voice was choked, saying that thinking of this, the old man smiled dryly, lowered his head and swallowed the pastry and ate it again.
"The rest, the mourning family doesn't want it, wrap it up and let the Qing girl take it back to taste it. Who is the chef who makes pastries today, you go to find out to the mourning family, and the mourning family wants to find the cook to reward him heavily. ”
With this familiar taste of osmanthus cake, the Queen Mother rarely ate three pieces in a row. looked at the few pieces in the box in front of him, and others, but looked at the girl next to him to explain. Seeing that the girl wrapped up all the pastries except for the osmanthus cake and put them in a box in front of Wanqing, thinking about the familiar taste that she had not eaten for more than ten years, the Queen Mother Fengyan was happy, and she commanded the girl next to her at that time.
The big girl listened to the command, and then respectfully answered, and turned around and went out to the imperial dining room to find the chef who made the pastries today.
"The minister has seen the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother is an old man."
Soon the girl came to a middle-aged man who was fat and dressed as a cook, and the man knelt down to greet the Queen Mother when he entered the door.
"Get up, you made this osmanthus cake today?" Looking at the osmanthus cake that was still a few pieces left in front of him, the queen asked the man with a light smile.
"I, this pastry, the Queen Mother's pastry has always been the minister's responsibility, but the pattern on this osmanthus cake doesn't seem to be the minister's......" The Queen Mother asked, the person followed and looked at the osmanthus cake in front of her, this osmanthus cake is known to everyone who is familiar with the Queen Mother's preferences, but her favorite.
Looking at the eight pieces of osmanthus cake in front of him, thinking of the queen mother's rare appetite, the man looked suspicious, and when he saw that the pattern on the osmanthus cake was not carved by himself, although he was surprised, he said respectfully.
"You didn't do it? But this is obviously brought by those people, could it be replaced by someone in the palace? You, now go and make the same pastry as Hongu......"
This person's words, the Queen Mother looked suspicious. Although he was surprised that he was obviously trying to reward him, he replied like this, but he still looked at him and explained.
"The Queen Mother may have done it herself by this master, forget it. The person has passed away, and I hope that the Queen Mother, your old man, can see it better. His Royal Highness King Ning was still waiting for Qing'er outside, and Qing'er didn't bother the Queen Mother. ”
The dramatic change in front of him is suspicious. But he consciously thought that this pastry might be made by Zhao Zhong, I don't know how he would bring a share of the pastry that the Queen Mother said would be made by Concubine Hui and the current emperor.
But this kind of coincidence, Wanqing is even more convinced, this Zhao Zhong seems to have a very difficult relationship with his mother Concubine Hui, otherwise how would he know the taste of the pastry that the Queen Mother wants, but who is the person who makes the pastry, and what kind of relationship does it have with his mother.
After making sure that the Queen Mother was fine, she still smiled lightly and interceded for the cook, and pleaded with the Queen Mother with a faint smile.
"It's okay, Qing girl, if you have time to enter the palace with Chen'er. The mourning family sees that you are a well-behaved and lovely girl, and she sincerely likes it. ”
Wanqing like this, the queen mother nodded lightly, said that she did not hide the love for her in her eyes, smiled at her and nodded, just watched her carry those pastries and turned away. (To be continued.) )