I'm choosing between joy and shyness, and I find that this guy is still wearing pants underneath!

If he is sick, are you still afraid that she will correct him on the spot?

Apparently her gibberish made the man temporarily lose interest in her, he put on his clothes and left the bathroom.

She breathed a long sigh of relief.

Some things seem to be done as soon as possible!

The next day, she took He Xin and Fei Baoer out of the palace.

"Lao He, did you bring rice?"

"Bring it!" He Xinying said: "Gong, Gongzi, I wanted to ask last time, where did you get this rice?" ”

"I naturally have channels!"

He Xin's eyes rolled a few times, and he asked tentatively: "Is it the channel left by the emperor?" ”

The hundred-legged insect is still dead but not stiff, she was once the most favored princess, He Xin naturally thought that Emperor Qingai left her some manpower and material resources.

She did not admit or deny it, but continued to ask: "Is the news clear?" ”

"Well, Wei Yan, the young master of the Wei family, the biggest rice merchant in Da Chu, will have a meal at Qianzhenfang today!"

After arriving at Qianzhen Pavilion, they were directly introduced to the one-room begonias that had been booked a long time ago, and opposite was a self-contained Tianzihao box full of peonies.

The door of the box was closed, but there was a faint stream of voices.

Immediately, a neatly dressed servant came in and handed over a menu made of bamboo slips: "What do you want to order?" ”

She looked at a few expensive items and ordered them, and specially called them to serve the most delicious rice porridge in the store.

When it was served, she only tasted it and pushed it away, frowning: "You don't have any better porridge?" ”

The little guy had a good attitude: "I'm sorry for the customer, this is already the best porridge in the store!" ”

"Then I will provide the raw materials and methods, you help me process it, and I will pay you five times the price of this bowl of porridge!"

The little guy hesitated: "She can't be the master, she will go and talk to their boss!" ”

Soon a chubby, white-faced, beardless middle-aged man came in with a man who looked like a chef, and he was very respectful: "I heard that your guests want us to process it on our behalf, this is our chef in charge of rice porridge, tell him!" ”

Otherwise, how to say that this Qianzhen Pavilion is the first restaurant in the city, this attitude is leveraged.

She motioned for Lao He to hand over the bag of rice.

The cook took it, his eyes were straight, and he carefully grabbed a handful: "Are you Gongmi?" ”

She shook her head: "No, how can Gongmi be an ordinary person, I'm just in good condition!" ”

For a chef, it is exciting to come across good raw materials, and his eyes become burning: "What do you want me to do?" ”

"Three parts of rice, ten parts of water pot boiled until crispy, add one part of the shrimp that has been ground into the paste, one part of the chicken thighs that have been ground into the paste, and then serve it warmly on a small stove! All I need is a small pot, and the rest of the rice will be delivered to you! ”

The cook nodded again and again and went down to prepare.

He Xin and Fei Bao'er were very puzzled: "Son, if you want to drink porridge, they can also boil it for you in the house!" ”

She smiled but didn't say anything.

After about half an hour, the little stove was served!

The chef also thoughtfully prepared a small plate of fresh chopped green onions and a small plate of salt.

He rubbed his hands, but he was very nervous: "Childe, take a look!" ”

She lifted the lid, the porridge in the small casserole was still steaming, and a pungent smell greeted her, and she heard the sound of Bao'er swallowing saliva.

"You're doing a great job!"

She unloaded the fire from the stove a little, took the spoon and stirred it slowly, and as she moved, the fragrance gradually wafted out, and before long, the whole third floor was filled with this tempting smell.

The door to the van is open!

A young man in a white fox fur with a jade face walked out slowly, he had an unusually straight nose, just like the perfect one who had plastic surgery in Korea!

Traveling to this ancient time, she found that there were so many men with good looks!

This man looks quite like her male god Hu Moumou!

His gaze met her from afar, and she smiled politely and began to pour porridge into the bowl!

"This son, Wei bothered, I hit it off at first sight, I don't know if I have the honor to invite my son to this meal and have a drink with my son at the same table?"

Tsk, this foodie has taken the bait!

For a bowl of porridge, to invite her to this meal, the hand is really big enough!

Qiao Yu smiled and nodded, and intimately asked Bao'er to fill him a bowl.

Seeing that he was still unsatisfied after eating a bowl, she asked Bao'er to serve again.

Wei Yan waved his hand and refused: "Such an extreme delicacy, a bowl is enough, and there is room for endless aftertaste!" ”

She nodded: "What Wei Gongzi said is reasonable, but it's too much!" ”

She also put down the bowl and said to Bao'er, who was staring at her: "We can't waste it, Bao'er, you and Lao He can drink this porridge!" ”

Wei Yan poured her a small glass of green ant wine: "I heard that Qiao Gongzi provided the ingredients and recipes by himself to make such a delicious rice porridge?" ”

"Not exactly, I only provided one rice as a raw material!"

Wei Yan's drinking hand paused: "I don't know what kind of rice it is?" ”

She opened the pouch handed by He Xin and poured the rice on the table.

The round rice grains were shining and flowing, Wei Yan grabbed a few grains and put them on the tip of his nose to smell them, threw them into his mouth and chewed a few bites, his eyes lit up!

"Is this Gongmi?"

"No, I'm a flat-headed people, how can I be qualified to get tribute rice!"

Wei Yan pressed his urgency: "This kind of rice is extremely rare, dare to ask Gongzi if he can give me evenly?" I'm a food lover! ”

Qiao Yu continued to smile: "How much do you want?" ”

Wei Yan looked at her quietly, listening to this tone, it seems that she has a lot of such rice in her hands!

He asked, "How many do you have?" To tell you the truth, I am the young owner of Wei's rice shop, please make a price! ”

Qiao Yu pretended to hesitate: "There are always ten stones every month, if you really want it, I can give you ten taels of silver and one stone!" ”

"Ten taels?" Wei Yan repeated, this price is too high!

Qiao Yu insisted: "En! It's boring to sell too low, so I might as well keep it as a gift! ”

The situation is unstable, and the price of rice has also been rising.

The price of polished rice has doubled in the city, and ordinary people can no longer afford to eat it, so this level of rice is even more difficult to find.

Wei Yan seemed to be reminded by her words, and immediately clapped: "Then ten taels!" It's all like this, right? Qiao Gongzi can't supply to other companies anymore! ”