"But the sister of the Thousand Autumn Palace?" Han Chuan smiled and crossed the threshold into the house.

When the eunuch on duty saw that it was Han Chuan, he immediately changed his face and smiled, and hunched his back to greet him, "Sister Han Chuan, how can you give up your way to our place!" ”

As he spoke, he brushed his sleeves and wiped the non-existent ash on the stool, and sneered, "How is Master Bai?" How are you doing? You don't know the name of the little one, do you? Sister, you just call me a bolt! ”

Small shrimp are afraid of crabs, crabs are afraid of big fish, and big fish are afraid of fishing nets.

Humble in front of people who are higher than yourself, and hyperactive in front of people who are inferior to yourself - although this is the truth everywhere, the performance in the palace is particularly victorious.

Han Chuan is brought out by the old boss of the first brand, and the kung fu in his hands is passed, and he has to be valued by Bai Douguang, and his appearance and body are top-notch in this court, and in the dining room, there is no problem with Han Chuan walking sideways.

Although Qinghuan is said to be the girl of the inner palace, she is on an errand beside the weak little prince, the Nine Emperors are only five years old this year, and this dynasty pays attention to a six-year-old settlement, the Nine Emperors have not yet stood firm, and the girls around them are not like a dish.

These people, looking at the past, who should be stammered, who should be arrogant, their hearts are like mirrors.

These people can't live without stuttering?

To be honest, I don't usually feel it, but now Han Chuan feels a little disgusting.

Han Chuan didn't look at the little eunuch, stood on the edge of the stove, turned his head and handed the food box in his hand to Qinghuan, "Don't delay the Nine Emperors to eat, this is the soup porridge I just boiled, if my sister can see it, go back to the Qianqiu Palace to get a small stove for hot heat, and serve the Nine Emperors." ”

Qinghuan took it with red eyes, blessed Han Chuan, and said heartily, "... It's the Qinghuan next to the Nine Emperors of Qianqiu Palace, and the girl's name is Han Chuan, right? I wrote it down, if you have something, let someone go to the Qianqiu Palace to find me, and I will write it down! ”

What's the grace?

But it's just another time, and you have to make yourself happy.

Qinghuan was in a hurry to return to the inner palace and hurriedly went out. Han Chuan was about to go back to the dining room to cook a new meal for A Cicada, but saw the little eunuch's face red and white beside him.

"It's normal for people to hold high and step on low. But if you think about it, how can there be 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi? Han Chuan straightened the hem of his clothes, "The Nine Emperor Princes are the masters of the master, and although they are not powerful now, they can still decide the life and death of you and me." ”

Han Chuan finished speaking and went out of the door, just turning the corner, but heard the little eunuch snort lightly, scolding her, "It's all cheap life, who to teach you a lesson!" ”

Han Chuan's feet did not stop, and he even walked faster and faster.

The inner dining room was re-lit, and the white mist rushed to the top of the wall.

There is also a white fog, and there is also a side room in the west courtyard of Qianqiu Palace.

Qinghuan took a casserole on the red clay stove and boiled it, took a silver needle to test the poison and served it to the Nine Emperor Princes, but saw a figure push open the door and lowered his voice, afraid of waking up the half-asleep Nine Emperor Princes, "Is Xiao Jiu better?" ”

Qinghuan hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Please the fourth prince, it was sent twice at noon, and the maid took the sign to the hospital to invite a doctor, doctor..."

Xu Yi nodded, sat down beside the Nine Emperor Princes behind his hands, touched his forehead, and the tip of his nose was full of the aroma wafting from the bowl of covered casserole on the table.

There is no kitchenette in the palace.

"Would you like to reopen the fire in the dining room?" Xu Yi's expression was faint.

Speaking of this stubble, Qinghuan burst out with anger, crackling like rolling beans, "The little eunuch on duty at night in the B number takes out the leftover buns in the morning and fools people!" Fortunately, a sister gave the boiled porridge to the maid, otherwise the Nine Emperor Princes would be hungry tonight and would have to nibble on cold buns!

"The Nine Emperors are only five years old! I was already hot, but if I ate the choked buns, my stomach would not be restrained, and the symptoms would definitely worsen! Over and over again! The Nine Emperor Son's body was already weak, and being tortured like this was not the fulfillment of the wish of the person who started the child! ”

Xu Yi's eyelids lifted.

Qinghuan immediately shrunk into a ball, obedient like a quail.

Xu Yi turned his head, reached out to lift the lid of the casserole, and when he lifted it, the smell of nothingness instantly became clear, it was obviously clear porridge, but it exuded a clear and strong fragrance, the shallots became not as bright as when they first came out of the pot because of returning to the pot, and the smell of mushrooms and minced pork full of fat gradually weakened with the long time of simmering.

A trace of pity flashed in Xu Yi's heart.

If it is eaten just out of the pot, it must be better than the craftsmanship of many top masters.

Qinghuan was also obedient, and saw that the big girl Lan Ting behind Xu Yi was still carrying a bamboo basket that had just gotten out of school, and hurriedly helped Xu Yi scoop a bowl first, "The fourth prince, you eat first, the nine princes have no appetite and can't eat young and old, this casserole is big, you eat the bowl mat to cushion your stomach first, and I will go to the inner dining room to pick up food later." ”

Xu Yi took the bowl and took a bite.

His eyes lit up instantly.

Rare taste.

The dishes in the palace are too crafty.

It is like a flower that has been imprisoned by a craftsman and carved according to the mold.

This bowl of porridge is very good.

It's casual.

The meat foam is not rotten enough and not fine enough, but it can taste the taste of the meat itself. Mushrooms are not the best types such as matsutake mushrooms and chicken fir mushrooms, but they are just white mushrooms, which can be seen everywhere and can be obtained at will, but they fully absorb the flavor of egg liquid and meat under the hob, and break out in a pot of ingredients.

Xu Yi has no requirements for eating, it is non-toxic and satisfying.

Today's small bowl of porridge made him experience the joy of eating.

Xu Yi put down the bowl and smiled, Song Shi Dongpo put a pen to cook meat, Xiangguo Liu Wending Gong devoted himself to wine, and the desire of the mouth and stomach was indeed like a sharp sword and honey sword.

Xu Yi thought about it, and took off the ring from his waist, it was a gourd-style white jade, and there was a hint of water green floating at the mouth of the gourd, hiding a good water head and glutinous.

"Ming'er will reward this thing." Xu Yi's expression was always very light, and he instructed Qinghuan, "Don't mention me, just say that it was rewarded by the Nine Emperor Princes." Take this thing and go to the housekeeper of the inner dining room, and give this reward to the person who boils the porridge, and reward the steamed bun with thirty strokes. ”

Qinghuan is grateful.

The Four Princes are always willing to stand up for the Nine Princes!

As long as someone is willing to stand up for the Nine Emperor Princes!

Qinghuan looked at the Nine Emperor Princes, his face flushed slightly.

The Fourth Prince is fourteen this year, right?

The palace people have a saying that the eldest son of the emperor loves to drink and read, and he has the most humble temperament; The second prince is the most expensive; The five princes, Qu Guifei, are the most arrogant of the favorite concubines; The eighth prince has the best temperament; The Nine Emperors are the most pitiful;

Whereas.... The four princes are the most handsome.

The Jun of the Four Princes is a bit like the gust of wind that drifts through the bamboo forest in summer.

Quiet and silent, but clear and sweet.

Qinghuan buried her head, the gourd jade pendant in her hand, and the burning on her face made her heart itch.

As soon as he entered the East Courtyard, Xu Yi leaned over and whispered to Lan Ting, "Tomorrow, you go to Concubine Shun Niangniang to ask for a favor and ask her to help you find two honest and skilled palace people in the dining room to train you." ”

I don't know who I'm explaining to, "Xiao Ba and Xiao Jiu are both at the age of growing their bodies, although Qianqiu Palace can't have a small kitchen, they can make their own food that can't be burned by fire, and they can also make up for their bodies." ”