When Liang Yi'an returned to the Qingyuan Palace, there was still a small bud on his robe that had been knocked down by Liang Shuyan from outside the Infant Court Hall of Zixiao Palace.

Although the complexion is not good-looking, it is much more vivid than before.

"Your Majesty," Cai Changan was waiting at the gate of the palace early, and hurried up to greet him when he saw the figure of King Cao, "You are back." ”

Liang Yi'an bowed his head, patted his robe quite displeased, knocked the first bud to the ground, and entered the dormitory.

"His Royal Highness the county lord in the garden today wrapped the wontons, saying that you like it, let the slave bring some back, and freeze them with ice." Cai Changan saw that the master was in a bad mood, so he moved the name of the county lord of Shaohua to comfort him, "How is your dinner in Zixiao Palace?" Do you want the slave to prepare some more supper? ”

Sure enough, as soon as Liang Yi'an heard about the wontons, his face immediately eased a lot, "How many are there?" It's all cooked, and if it's too much, you and this king will eat it together. He sat down in front of the desk, took out a small porcelain vase and a wooden box from his arms, and handed them to Cai Changan, "By the way, I will help me take these two things to the small garden." ”

Cai Changan smiled and respectfully withdrew.

Liang Yi'an picked up the book he had seen earlier in his hand, and Gu Zi continued to read where he had read last time.

After only looking at five or six photos, Cai Changan came back with a food box.

He cleaned up the table for King Cao, and put the book that King Cao was reading on the side case to prevent the soup from spilling.

"You're fast."

Liang Yi'an took advantage of Cai Chang'an's cleaning up to adjust his sitting posture, and saw Cai Chang'an take out several bowls of wontons from the food box.

"Fortunately, the slave maid entrusted His Majesty's blessing and went to the small garden again." Cai Changan said with a smile while placing the dishes, chopsticks and dishes, "His Royal Highness the county lord said that you like to eat fried wontons dipped in rice vinegar, but you took a bottle of small ingredients for the slave maid, saying that the boiled wontons are drained and mixed with this small ingredient to eat, so fresh that you don't let go of the slap." ”

He put the plates with fried wontons and cold wontons, and carefully took out a bowl of soup wontons, and also put them in front of King Cao, "This is the soup base that the slave maid ate in the small garden tonight, ask Xiang Niang to ask for some, you want to like it and try it." ”

The plate of dry-fried wontons and the bowl of soup wontons were still steaming.

Liang Yi'an frowned, and his eyes fell on Cai Changan's hand that was still taking the dry dish dipping sauce outside.

He arched his hands, the back of his hand was white, and the palm was faintly downward, and there was a red mark near his wrist.

Liang Yi'an leaned over the desk and lifted the food box beside him, there was an iron plate under the second layer, and on the plate was a slightly smaller, hot stone plate, and the main bowl of soup wontons and fried wontons were taken out from this stone plate.

His eyes swept away, and he withdrew his gaze.

"If you say you can eat together, why are you just a pair of dishes and chopsticks." Liang Yi'an put the chopsticks and empty bowl in front of him on the side of the desk, and scooped several wontons and most of the soup into the empty bowl with a spoon containing soup wontons, and muttered while scooping, "This wonton doesn't look like a person wrapping it." ”

"The king's eyes," Cai Changan always bowed, holding a silver needle in his hand to test the poison in front of the monarch, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, as if he was thinking about something happy, "At night, it is the wonton that everyone in the garden makes together." ”

If you're here, you'll find it interesting.

Liang Yi'an bowed, didn't care about the rules, took a spoon and plucked the edge in the soup wonton, and scooped out a medium-sized, like a well-fitting wonton, "This is Long'er's bag, what about the rest?" ”

"Oh, this little one, it's King Ping's." Cai Changan pointed at the wontons in the soup bowl, "This fat and trapped, it's Xue Gongzi's." The county lord said that this is called Prime Minister Wonton. ”

Si Zheng's wontons are like a villain in a middle coat, and the hem of the clothes is so long that it drags the floor.

Xue An's Prime Minister Wonton can indeed hold up a small boat in comparison.

"This is Xiang Niang's."

The nurse wants to see the child, there is not a lot of wrapping, but the appearance is very easy to identify, although the size of her wontons is moderate, but it is not the same as Jiang Linglong's wrapping method, some are long, and the place where the folding and gluing is separated from the filling part of the wonton is separated by some distance, like a person wearing a smock or a hood, wrapped well but not close.

It looks special, but it's also good-looking.

After Cai Changan introduced them one by one, he stopped and waited aside.

Liang Yi'an simply touched the soup bowl in front of him, stared at these wontons for a while, scooped out a grain from it that was different from others, and put it into his mouth.

Cai Chang'an's ears were red, but he recovered quickly, as if nothing had happened.

The wonton was wrapped by him, and it was very similar to the county lord's, but the angle of folding and gluing was different, and the two corners of the wonton skin would grow obliquely, like a person's clothes turning over when walking.

"Long'er's trap is the same as before." Liang Yi'an swallowed it, and directly took the fried wontons with his hands, and the bottom of the wontons was upside down, and they were fried until they were golden and crispy, and they were fragrant.

"Your Majesty, you use chopsticks to ......"

Before Cai Changan finished speaking, he saw King Cao pinching a wonton dipped in rice vinegar and putting it in his mouth.

He had never seen a master who would squint his eyes because of the food.

Liang Yi'an opened his eyes from the happiness of fried wontons, and saw that the chopsticks in front of Cai Changan on the side of the case didn't even move, and pointed to the table of wontons and said to him, "Eat quickly." ”

After speaking, he wiped his hands on the silk handkerchief.

Can his master be so informal?

Cai Changan was stunned, and saw that King Cao wanted to take a spoon to scoop the cold wontons on another plate. The wontons are covered with the sauce of the county lord, which looks very thick and has a sesame aroma.

King Cao even ate three wontons with different recipes, all of which he packed.

Cai Changan was suddenly a little at a loss. Because he didn't say that he also wrapped wontons when he introduced it, it seems that he was exposed by King Cao, which is also a bully.

Selfish in the face of the king.

He was afraid that if he said it, he would sweep away the king's prosperity.

I am also afraid that King Cao will see the small expectations in my heart.

In short, the heart is very empty.

However, Liang Yi'an didn't seem to notice it, and only after tasting the taste did he begin to return to his favorite fried wontons, and eat them with the county lord's bag.

"Ah, yes," Cai Changan remembered that there was still something to do, and took out the medicine bottle from his arms, "The county lord said that this medicine is a sacred relic of Gu Han, and it has the power to bring the dead back to life, so let the slave and maid hand it over to the king." ”

"She confiscated?"

Cai Changan shook his head, "No." ”

“…… They're a good couple. Liang Yi'an moved quickly when he ate, but he was very chic in eating, he left half a plate of dry-fried wontons for Cai Changan, pushed it under his nose, and then said stupidly, "Singing and harmonizing, they all come for the sake of me, and dare to love me to exchange a Zixiao Palace for a bottle of life-saving medicine." ”

"What's wrong with Zixiao Palace?" Cai Changan didn't ask directly, why Zixiao Palace changed hands.