Judging by his expression, it should have turned to a slightly yellow "point yellow" place.

"Where to buy it, tell me honestly."

"Ben, roadside bookstall."

"Roadside bookstalls, who dares to sell such dirty and troublesome books downstream, you shouldn't have written it yourself."

"I want to write it myself, I'll write a hundred people chasing his wife, how can eight be enough."

When Luo Fuxue said this, he was already at the end of his life.

"Looks like you're."

His eyes were distracted, it was a terrifying look that ate people and skinned them.

Luo Fuxue's eyes were quick, and she saw the opportunity to rush to the door with a book.

But when he was a stone's throw away from the gate, he grabbed him by the neck and pulled him back: "Ben Taizu is one, feed you enough." ”

"Yin Meng, calm down, calm down, calm down."

was carried to the bed, Luo Fuxue whined and lamented, why bother, what kind of mouthful, in the end he made himself miserable.

"Yin Meng, Rui Yin Meng is here."

King Rui came like a thunderstorm on a dry day, like a big furnace in winter, like a small wooden boat in the ocean, like Luo Fuxue's parents.

She was rescued.

"Before the night, give all these books to Ben Taizu to repair and clean, and then let Ben Taizu know that you look at these messes, and take care of your flesh and skin."

Yin Meng put down this sentence and said goodbye with Yin Meng.

Luo Fuxue was so frightened that she didn't die.

Actually, she doesn't like to see any eight husbands chasing his wife, and the few illustrations in it are somewhat vulgar, but she seems to be used to debating with Yin Meng, as if she doesn't want to admit defeat when she is killed in front of him, and Yiyue who is a little bit of a mouth can feel comfortable, of course, the end is usually miserable, so why should she bother.

Thinking of Yin Meng's changed face after turning two pages just now, Luo Fuxue couldn't help laughing.

Next time, you should put a few books about men and men in love, and see what kind of expression he will have when the time comes.

Now, let's fix these up.

It's not all because of Yin Meng's coercion, the New Year will be celebrated in a few days, with the attitude of the emperor before, the people who come to the Qin Palace's New Year will come one after another, Luo Fuxue, as the head of the house, is to work hard to summon those foreign women and children.

The adults are okay to say, they are polite after all, but the children can't stand it, and if someone looks at it at that time, Luo Fuxue is afraid that she will bear the tragic crime of persecuting the hearts of young children.

Or put it away, and then buy some children's favorite picture books, when the time comes, the bear child will have a basket, and she will not be unable to take care of herself.

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The last guest of the Qin Palace's mansion was King Rui.

After King Rui came, all the houses were also busy celebrating the New Year, and they rarely moved around each other.

The court is closed, and all officials have entered the longest rest time of the year, which can last until the fifteenth day of the first month.

There have also been exceptions in history, when Yin Meng's grandfather, Taizu Tianzi, who had already returned to the west, was alive, there was a murder in the third palace, so the fourth thought opened the court.

Of course, at the beginning of Taizu's ascension to the throne, it was basically unstable, and there was no shortage of young people who were ready to move.

Now it is calm and calm, there is peace and tranquility inside and outside the palace, that is, the sons of the Son of Heaven are in darkness, and they will not let the Son of Heaven find out half a point on the bright side.

All of them made the spirit of brotherhood, friendship and brotherhood, and although the courtiers were all in line in the early darkness, they all made a peaceful attitude.

These, as far as Luo Fuxue in front of him is concerned, have nothing to do with half a dime.

For her, the Chinese New Year is fresh, countless freshness.

On the morning of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the palace sent an inscription written by the emperor himself.

This is the courtesy of the past years, every year during the New Year, the Son of Heaven personally writes the word "Fu" in the inner court.

The first one written is generally hung in the main hall of the Taihe Palace, and a few others are posted all over the palace.

More of them are rewarded to the civil and military favored ministers and the Yin Meng of various prefectures, which are used to envelop the feelings of the monarch and the ministers.

This son of heaven also has a lot of emphasis on giving words, such as how many words are given and the silk cloth used to give words.

Qin Wangfu was terrible last year, not a word of blessing was allowed, and Yin Meng was also deprived of the opportunity to enter the palace for the New Year's banquet.

The emperor is constantly gracious, a while ago he punished Wu Taiyi for favoring the Qin Palace, and now this gift blessing word is also the most face-saving gift to the Qin Palace, not more than the Qianwang Mansion Rui Wangfu, but it is several more than the Jin Palace's Xuanwang Mansion and so on.

The silk cloth used is also the background color of dansha, and the golden cloud dragon pattern is also painted on it, highlighting the nobility of the royal status.

Steward Liu was overjoyed, maybe last year's New Year was too dark, and the grace of the Son of Heaven made his friends frightened and happy.

More than a dozen pairs of words, just at the mercy of the gate on the two doors, two were pasted.

The gate of Tianxin Tower was naturally also pasted, and there was also Yufeng Courtyard.

And the reception hall, naturally, is to show off, this place where there are many people, Steward Liu is full of the four walls of the living room, and he feels satisfied.

The rest were also posted in conspicuous places everywhere.

Yin Meng felt that it was too ostentatious, but Luo Fuxue felt that it was very good.

The grace you have earned from being sick and half-dead must be hidden and covered so that no one can know.

In the Chinese New Year's Eve, early in the morning, the Qin Wangfu was continuously intoxicated with joy because of the words given by the Son of Heaven.

Luo Fuxue didn't have to be idle, as the head of the house, Yin Meng put aside the shopkeeper and handed everything over to her.

The vegetarian dumplings made by the master are a must-have for the New Year.

Dumplings are generally made in Chinese New Year's Eve, keeping the year to the idea of one, the first bite to eat, and it must be vegetarian dumplings.

Luo Fuxue's cooking skills in her previous life were not good or bad, and she could deal with her own food.

In this life, he inherited the seal of his predecessor, Luo Fuxue in the seal was often called by the servants because he was not favored in the Yan family, and he spent a lot of time helping in the kitchen, and he cooked porridge, so this cooking skill is okay.

Before Sun Peiyi asked her to help Sun Rufeng cook a few side dishes to pass the exam, she also knew that she was good at cooking, so she came to beg her.

Luo Fuxue was pulled around by Steward Liu in the morning to paste the word Fu, and stayed in the kitchen in the afternoon.

The kitchen was hot and full of festive air.

The head chef helped Luo Fuxue put away all the dishes needed for the vegetarian dumplings for her to choose.

Fresh winter bamboo shoots, soaked shiitake mushrooms, peeled water chestnuts, washed cabbage stalks, and 17 or 8 kinds of vegetables.

Xiao Yue looked dizzy: "Miss, what are we going to do with this vegetarian dumpling, will you make it?" ”

"Yes, it's just dumplings, even if it doesn't have the previous sixteen or seventeen years of seals, this thing can't be difficult for your young lady and me, when we are in the queue, we often make dumplings."

"Queue?"

"Hehe, in dreams, in dreams, often packed."

The corners of Xiao Yue's mouth twitched: "Hehe, the slave maid is in a dream, and she often flies." ”

"You can climb the roof and fly down one now, and if you can't keep it, you can fly."

Xiao Yue naturally knew that Luo Fuxue was making fun of her again, and flipped through the winter bamboo shoots: "The slave maid loves to eat bamboo shoots, and make a fried rice cake with pickled bamboo shoots, which tastes very good." ”

Seeing Xiao Yue drooling while talking, Luo Fuxue put down the work in her hand: "In the morning, as I was busy, I hurriedly took two bites for lunch, I'm hungry, Miss will fry a rice cake for you." ”

"No, no, no, let's hurry up and make dumplings, although we are hungry, there are a lot of scraps in the kitchen to eat, and the slaves and maids can fill their stomachs at will."

"On the last day of the year, why are you so casual, come over and help me cut rice cakes, remember to cut them into finger strips, I don't want slices."

Xiao Yue was moved in her heart: "Miss, do you really want to make fried rice cakes for slaves?" ”

"Yes, I'll make you a particularly delicious fried rice cake, put away your saliva first, it's a shame."

Xiao Yue sucked her saliva and smiled.

Luo Fuxue couldn't stand her stupidity, so she sent her a little work: "Go find pickles, ask for pickles pickled in radish vegetables, beef, garlic leaves, and dried tofu." ”

"All right, miss."

Luo Fuxue waited for the ingredients to be neatly stacked in front of her, picked up the kitchen knife and began to cut shredded bamboo shoots, beef and dried tofu.

Xiao Yue stood in front of her, looking at her familiar knife work, with a look of admiration: "Miss, you really look like that." ”

"Huh."

cut women's dishes, cut more rice cakes, Luo Fuxue also wanted to eat a plate greedily, so the dishes were also very rich.

Sitting on the pot with oil, the oil temperature gradually increased, she moved and poured the shredded beef into it, stir-fried it slightly, the shredded meat changed color, and she took it out and put it on the plate.

"Miss, this is fine, will the beef be too raw."

"It's going to be fried together all of a sudden, the raw beef is easy to get old if it's early, and it's embarrassing to be stained with blood everywhere if it's late, so it's half-cooked and set aside, understand?"

"It's a great feeling."

Xiao Yue had little stars in her eyes, and she revered Luo Fuxue even more.

Luo Fuxue restarted the oil pot, put a little oil, and stir-fried the winter bamboo shoots, if the winter bamboo shoots are not done well, they are easy to astringent, Luo Fuxue soaked them in rice wine early, and now they are stir-fried, and the wine is fragrant and charming.

There were a lot of "spectators" on the side, and the hostess didn't want to take a warm look at the first time cooking.

Luo Fuxue is obviously in the limelight today, although it is just an easy fried rice cake with shredded snow cabbage and bamboo shoots, but what she fried is unique.

A large plate of hot baking came out of the pan, and he was swallowing his saliva.

The sour aroma of the cabbage is appetizing, and with the fresh aroma of beef and the aroma of garlic leaves, I think it is the most delicious when you look at it.

Luo Fuxue also put a little sugar and a small spoon of boiled beef bone broth before starting the pot.

Both of these are called the whole plate of fried rice cakes to enhance the freshness and add a lot of color.

Xiao Yue licked her lips, sucked her saliva, and was about to move: "Miss, can the slave and maid eat?" ”

"Yes, bring a small bowl, you have a big meal at night, friends share this point, don't eat too much, just fill your stomach, it's all laborious."

"Thank you Fuxue."

Everyone turned around to find the dishes and chopsticks, and Luo Fuxue's favorability in their hearts, because of a plate of rice cakes, had reached the peak of more than one level.

If it is said that friends are both excluded and afraid of this Fuxue, then now, a plate of fried rice cakes has won everyone's hearts.

Xiao Yue had a heart, filled a bowl in advance and put it in the corner, and filled a small bowl for Luo Fuxue.

Luo Fuxue herself is actually greedy, in the end she is Fuxue, the mother of the family, so she has to stand up.

Since Xiaoyue sent it up, she fried it herself, and she didn't have to eat a few pieces.