Chapter 487: Crystal Lotus Cake

It has been several days since he came to the island, and the blockage of information has made Ning Huaiyuan not fully grasp the information of Dayi, and now the sudden situation has caused all this to not develop as before.

Unknown seabirds hover above, and spring seems to come earlier than in the capital.

"Master, it's too cold outside, let's go in early." With the sound came a cloak, draped over himself.

Needless to say, it's a poisonous crow.

"It is said that climbing high and looking at the sea, the heart is vast, and the cumbersome things are swept away, compared to this vast scenery, all kinds of mortal dust are nothing, but ......"

The sassy sea breeze was blowing, his clothes were rattling, and even his long hair could not fall steadily, and in just a few days, his long hair had become gray, and the folds on his face were suddenly born, and there was no trace of the elegance of the past.

"If the master wants to do something, let's accompany the master, anyway, I should have been gone a few years ago." After so many years of stealing life, what about a vigorous one?

Ning Huaiyuan turned his head and looked at the silver-faced poisonous crow, his eyes were darkened with an unknown gray: "If I'm okay, it's okay to leave here, but if they are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust." ”

"Everything is subject to the master's arrangement, since this is the case, the subordinates also told the master a good news, I originally thought it would not be needed, but it is estimated that it will be useful in the future."

The poisonous crow's eyes were stained with unknown darkness, and he looked in the direction of the capital: "On the way here, I passed a ruined temple and saw two women......

"In this way, it's interesting, and they can use it when they return to Beijing, I'm afraid even they won't think of it, right?" A person like Ning Huaiyuan is naturally better than a broken jade, not a complete tile.

The blue sea reflects the blue sky, and the occasional school of fish swims by, and everything is beautiful, but a conspiracy is beginning to brew here, and it is about to begin, unfolding in the land of Dayi.

The quiet and beautiful capital, the palace side by side with the world, Yan Wushuang looked at the new lotus root in the kitchen, and thought of a delicious snack, and couldn't bear it.

At this time, the lotus root is actually not the best, but it is okay to have it, and it is not the time to go on the market, so I don't force it so much.

"When the evening comes, Lin'er is leaving, and today's dinner is prepared in advance, which can be regarded as lively."

"Yes, ma'am." Under the guidance of Yan Wushuang, everyone in the kitchen began their work in an orderly manner.

Since there is lotus root, let's make a simple snack to satisfy their cravings.

The crystal lotus root has this appearance because the final appearance is transparent.

Listening to Jin Gui, in fact, it is not difficult to do it at all.

Cut the lard into cubes, add sugar and salt, marinate and set aside, peel and chop the lotus root into a lotus root. Add the flour and knead well to divide the dough into small balls.

After the lard is marinated, add osmanthus sugar and mix well, wrap it in the dough that has been divided before, and arrange it into a cake shape, thinner, about less than an inch, and fry it until it is golden on both sides.

The freshly made lotus root cake is golden on both sides, but the middle is silvery-white and transparent, which is beautiful and sweet.

Yan Wushuang picked up a piece and tasted it, it was crispy on the outside, but it was soft and glutinous on the inside, not sweet and greasy, just right.

"Send these to the side hall and tell Lin'er to eat less, I haven't forgotten the toothache he used to prefer sweets."

This is a proper black history.

Hiding their smiles, they put the crystal lotus slices on a plate, put them in a beautiful shape, and put them in the food box, so as to ensure that the heat does not dissipate too quickly.

"Madame, don't worry, the slave and maid must be in place."

With this satisfying craving, it is too late for others to slow down.

Yan Wushuang and the imperial chef determined the menu, and finally decided to go to the grilled fish hot pot, there is no taboo, eat it like this, it is suitable for the taste.

fried some lotus root cakes again, and asked the maids to send them to the Wei Mansion and the Shengwang Mansion, and Xiao'er could also eat them.

Only then did he go back to the side hall.

When passing by the bamboo garden on the way, I found Wen Ke who was waiting not far away, and Yan Wushuang's pace slowed down.

"Let the kitchen have some pastries and send them to Miss Wen's yard." The maid retreated, and Yan Wushuang didn't mean to say hello at all, since she didn't see herself, how could she ask shamelessly.

And Wen Ke, who originally wanted Yan Wushuang to inquire, watched a group of people huddle around Yan Wushuang and leave out of the corner of his eye, gritted his teeth and threw the flowers in his hand on the ground, stepped on a few feet hatefully, and then left in discouragement.

Listening to the words of the maid who followed up, the smile on the corner of Yan Wu's mouth deepened: "Let people keep an eye on it, don't give all those flowers to Huo Huo." ”

Rose candy hasn't had time to make it yet, and if you spoil all the flowers, you won't be able to spare it.

"Sister, this one you made is so delicious, I have also eaten lotus root slices made by the imperial chef before, why is it not this taste?"

As soon as Yan Wushuang entered, a figure swirled in front of him, it was the saint who was still holding a lotus root slice, and there was no grace at all, which was really a headache.

I don't know who I learned it from, I think of it, Lin'er grew up under the knees of the first queen, and she is the biological son of Concubine De, the youngest son of the saint, which one is not pulled out and everyone praises, how did they come together, that's it?

"When you go back, I'll write you a recipe and ask someone to send it to the imperial chef, and you'll know how to do it after you see it, and then you can eat it often."

The saint can't go out of the palace often, and he doesn't want to enter the palace often, even if Zhan Ge often enters the palace to send pastries, but some pastries are still delicious when they are first made, and when they are cold, they lose that taste.

"Well, isn't it?" Although the saint was embarrassed, the cheers in his eyes couldn't be hidden, which really made Yan Wushuang helpless, why is it so cute?

"Let's go eat it, I also made a little pumpkin pie, and then we will eat grilled fish hot pot, there are newly made noodles and wide noodles, which are very delicious when cooked in hot pot, if it is delicious, I will bring you some when I go back."

Although there is no shortage of things in the palace, it does not mean that there is everything, and there is only one master, and the saint is also quite picky, so Yan Wushuang wants to get some for him if he has anything.

"Okay, it must be delicious, sister, don't worry, you can also taste one, and if you don't eat it, it'll be over." Gave Yan Wushuang a lotus root slice, and the saint continued to tease the child, the two little ones in the family, at a young age, knew that the thighs should be picked up and hugged, and there was a future.

The two children were divided, and when the parents were happy, the children were happy, and the elders were happy, and everyone was happy.

"Ah Go, Ah Dai estimates that the time is almost up, it is more than May, but it is possible before and after, have you gone to the Wei State Mansion to ask?"

Yan Wushuang came to Zhan Ge, who was sitting in the corner, and watched Zhan Ge eat a plate of lotus root slices alone, and immediately felt envious.

Zhan Ge lazily moved his body and gave Yan Wushuang half of the vacant position: "Do you think, is it appropriate for me to ask this?" ”

"That's right, I guess it's wrong. I'll ask another day. "It's really not quite right.

"There's something I want to talk to you about and see if it's okay?" Yan Wushuang has been thinking about this for a long time.

The maid filled the teacup, and Zhan Ge handed it to Yan Wushuang's lips, letting Yan Wushuang take two sips, and then slowly sipped lightly: "What's the matter?" ”

"I want to invite the girl from the Xie family to come to the mansion and teach her court etiquette, so that it will be convenient in the future, but if you only invite one, it will be a little unreasonable, should you invite a few more?"

This is a bit of a bad choice, there are a lot of girls around this age, I invited this, I forgot that, and when the time comes, people come to the house every day, but it's not very good-looking.

Zhan Ge lowered his eyes slightly and pondered: "It's okay, as long as the identity is equivalent, and the rest of the refusals are." ”

"You said, then I'll do it, if someone asks you......"

"Madame's order, I have to obey. The lady of the family is in charge, naturally I can't overcome, if I live in the study at that time, no one can solve my problems. ”

When he said this, Zhan Ge put his long arm on Yan Wushuang's shoulder, approached Yan Wushuang, and his breath seemed to hit Yan Wushuang's face, ambiguously like an inexplicable bubble in the air.

Sheng Shang originally had something to say, but as soon as he turned his head, he saw this scene, swallowed helplessly, and turned his head to look at Xi'er, who was delicate like a jade doll.

"It's not easy for you, either." There was also a guy next to him who suddenly arched his ass, no, two fluffy, and the saint glanced at it helplessly.

"It's not easy for you, but you two are a couple, and Xi'er is still pitiful."

As for Aunt Cuixiang who was coaxing the dance next to her, she was very optimistic about the affection of Yanwu and Zhan Ge, it had been several years, and it was a good thing to be able to have such warmth, which means that she is very affectionate.

"It's the time when the seasons change, Your Majesty should pay attention to your body."

"Auntie, rest assured, the imperial doctor will take the pulse once every half a month, it's good, aunt can stay here with peace of mind in the future, it's much better than in the palace."

When it came to the last sentence, the saint was a little stunned, the palace was too depressed, and the endless criticisms were all men, and there were few women, although he was not lustful, but it was always a good thing to appreciate beauty.

When will we be able to get married?

The saint has become more and more stable in front of outsiders, but he is still too childish in private, and everything is written on his face.

"Your Majesty relaxes, the harem is quieter, Your Majesty is more comfortable, and Madame also told the slave maid that in a few years, Your Majesty will be able to fulfill all your wishes."

I remember that at the age of the first emperor, he had already married the queen, even though the relationship was good at that time, but it didn't take long for the concubine to enter the palace, fortunately, the queen mother had given birth to her eldest son.

However, everything in the harem is because there are too many women, and if His Majesty's harem has fewer women, then he can also be healthy.

"That's what my aunt said." Holding the chubby baby, the saint fell on the couch, was buried by two cats, married a wife and had children, what a happy thing.