She hid in the carriage, and was holding the peach and nibbling on Zhenghuan, when suddenly the carriage curtain was lifted, and the fourth master got into the carriage.

"Ahh Mine mine, give it back to me! ”

Nian Yaoyue puffed out her cheeks like a hamster, reaching out to take back the peach, and finally... was forcibly fed by the fourth master again.

As for how to feed it, guess? You guess again~

"Master! Don't you know that peaches can't be eaten separately? Nian Yaoyue, who was full of food and drink, nestled in the arms of the fourth master, and her eyes were full of cunning.

"Why? Pears can't be divided, why can't peaches be divided? ”

Yin Zhen asked, suddenly his eyes flashed, and he pursed his lips in annoyance.

"Tut, isn't this peach the same as that broken sleeve? Let me ask you, if my resurrected body was a man, would he like me? ”

Nian Yaoyue reached out and grabbed the fourth master's braid in her hand and played.

"No ifs!" Yin Zhen's tone paused, and he suddenly wanted to pull back a game.

"As long as it's you, even if it's a puppy, you like it!" Yin Zhen smiled at the corner of his mouth and said indifferently.

"Hmph, that's pretty much it, isn't it!! Hey, I don't think you're scolding me! You're the puppy!! ”

Nian Yaoyue stretched out her fist and slammed the fourth master, he became more and more eloquent.

Where is the simple four-four in the past?

"Huh! Where do you bite? Nian Yaoyue said coquettishly.

…………

That night, the fourth master asked her to fulfill her promise and pulled her to study the lone book in bed all night.

She cried and shouted, and successfully unlocked many new knowledge (posture) (potential) that she had never heard of.

She was about to cry stupidly by herself, the fourth master is simply a big-tailed wolf who loves to eat turnips!

So the next day, Nian Yaoyue slept until noon before she was woken up hungry.

The fourth master has not come back yet, Nian Yaoyue ate five dishes and one soup alone, slowly ate the after-dinner snack, and continued to lie in bed with a yawn.

Sifu Jin Yixian went to the lion garden to copy the scriptures for the queen mother and prayed for blessings, and only came back half a month later.

When Nian Yaoyue saw Yixian's face full of spring breeze, she knew that Qi Yuanna must be fine.

In a blink of an eye, it was Qixi Festival, and on this day, the women in the house gathered together, Nian Yaoyue and Sifu Jin Yixian, sitting next to the fourth master on the left and right.

Because of his position, Li Fangfujin is naturally qualified to sit next to Nian Yaoyue.

The meal was still as heavy as in the upper grave, and Nian Yaoyue barely moved her chopsticks a few times.

Because everyone, including Sifu Jin Yixian, ate quietly and did not make any unpleasant sounds.

"Lord, long live the lord gave three imperial meals!" Su Peisheng walked in happily.

"Well, Fujin, divide the imperial meal given by Huang Ama."

Yinzhen got up and left the table.

Nian Yaoyue and everyone stood up and watched the fourth master leave, and then sat down to continue eating.

"Oh, I'm starving!"

Li Fangfujin on the side was still a little bird just now, but before the fourth master left, he straightened his waist, stretched out his chopsticks and sandwiched the squirrel mandarin fish in front of him with chopsticks.

Sifu Jin Yixian asked people to divide the dishes given by the Long Live Lord into several small plates, and arranged them on each table.

Long live the lord to give the food, that is, to eat the leftover imperial food of the long live lord and reward it to the princes and ministers.

Although these dishes have been eaten by the Long Live Lord, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty still regard it as a great honor to receive the dishes from the Long Live Lord.

This is the emperor's imperial meal! Nian Yaoyue swallowed her saliva and sandwiched a piece of eight-treasure duck meat.

In the past, Kangxi often gave vegetables to the fourth master, but the fourth master never moved the chopsticks and did not let her eat.

Just walked through the motions in the front yard, and asked Su Peisheng to go to the Sifu Jin Courtyard to distribute it.

The fourth master's cleanliness addiction was even disgusted by his own father.

Nian Yaoyue was still eating imperial food for the first time, and she was a little excited to slowly taste the eight-treasure duck meat in her mouth.

Not... How does it feel weird! It's not as good as the cook in the house.

Not... She wanted to vomit, but she always felt that the duck meat had a stale taste! No wonder the fourth master didn't let her eat it! Woooooo

This is a royal meal!

Even if the maggots have long hair, they must be swallowed with tears, otherwise it will be a great sin of disrespect.

Nian Yaoyue swallowed the imperial meal with tears in her eyes, and then poured several sips of flower tea, but she always felt that there was still a rancid taste in her mouth.

No wonder the fourth master never gave her imperial food, it was too unpalatable.

When I returned to the courtyard in a depressed mood, I smelled a seductive aroma of vegetables.

She saw the fourth master walking out of the small kitchen with his sleeves rolled up, and he was still holding a plate of cold elbow slices and garlic pork ribs in his hand.

are all dishes she likes to eat, Nian Yaoyue snorted and obediently followed behind the four masters.

"The imperial meal is delicious?" Yin Zhen looked at Nian's depressed face, and knew that she had eaten the imperial meal.

"It's not tasty... Long live the Lord eats this kind of meal every day, how can the dragon body stand it~"

Nian Yaoyue was almost about to cry, is this tasteless and disgusting thing really a royal meal?

What about the delicious food? Fairy tales are really deceitful!

"Yo, Lord Nian, where can the imperial food in this palace be top of the famous chef in our palace, the imperial food in the palace can only let the dishes wait for people, but not for the dishes."

Su Peisheng began to talk about the rules of the imperial diet.

According to the rules of the ancestors, there are only two "breakfasts" and "dinners" in the palace that can be called meals a day.

In order not to make Banzai wait for the dishes, the chefs of the Imperial Dining Room will prepare all the meals in advance in the morning.

Then put it on the stove to heat it up, but what's so good about the food that has been stewed for a long time?

Because leaving it for a long time will only make the dishes difficult to swallow, and secondly, most dishes will greatly reduce their own nutrients and taste after being kept warm for a long time.

Therefore, many imperial dishes look good, but the real taste is not complimentary.

When cooking for the emperor, the most important thing is rules and safety, and taste is not the most important.

The person who cooked for the emperor was not a master chef carefully selected from all over the country at all, but a "cook" who was a servant of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and his ancestors had been working in the imperial dining room of the palace.

Somewhat similar to the Ming Dynasty's medical household system, most of the imperial kitchens are banner people, and these banner people are also hereditary, Lao Tzu is the imperial kitchen, and his sons and grandsons will also enter the palace to cook for the emperor.

It doesn't matter if you can cook, this is a hereditary iron rice bowl.

Although they also have some special skills, they are not necessarily clever compared to the chefs in the north and south outside the palace.

For safety reasons, master chefs outside the palace rarely have the opportunity to cook for the emperor.

The menus cooked by the imperial chefs are also based on the fixed menus that have been passed down from generation to generation in the palace.

Because these menus have been tested over generations, they are the most secure in terms of taste and safety, and one distinguishing feature is that they are old and unchanged.

Because the purpose of the imperial chefs is not to seek merit but to seek no fault, they rarely try to develop new flavors, new dishes and new ingredients.

So as not to get into trouble because the taste is not to the emperor's liking or makes the emperor feel uncomfortable.

The emperor's imperial meal has to go through a long and tedious process from cooking to serving.

Usually it is made by the outer dining room, and sent to the inner dining room with a pick-up box, and then from the inner dining room to the place designated by the emperor to pass the meal.

The inner dining room is equipped with a special "charcoal box", which is a piece of iron plate on top, and below the iron plate is red-hot charcoal, and the prepared dishes need to be placed on the hot iron plate and covered with a lid before being sent to the emperor.

No matter how delicious the meal is, it will be baked in the charcoal box for a long time after it is out of the pot, and it will lose its deliciousness when it is served in front of the emperor.