When Song Zhan was pulled to Ruyi Building by Yang Zhimin, Tong Qingyan happened to be about to leave, so she bumped into it.

Yang Zhimin's gaze wandered between the two, and finally he snorted unhappily and walked into the private room first.

Tong Qingyan was stared at inexplicably, touched her nose and looked at Song Zhan with a puzzled expression.

"Did this thing take the wrong medicine?"

Song Zhan was dragged out of the camp in the suburbs of Beijing by Yang Zhimin today, and he was dusty all the way, and he was sweating in the camp in the suburbs of Beijing before, and he only felt uncomfortable when he stopped at this moment.

Song Zhan consciously avoided Tong Qingyan, and had already instructed Su Yu to arrange hot water and clean clothes.

Tong Qingyan looked at Song Zhan's expression and couldn't help but take two steps forward.

"What's wrong with you? Don't look very good, sick? ”

The last question was addressed to Feiyan, and Feiyan also cast an ignorant expression, I didn't hear that His Royal Highness the Prince was sick.

"The smell on my body is not good, I'll go wash up first, you go in first and wait for me, soon."

After speaking, she turned around and left, Tong Qingyan looked in the direction of Yang Zhimin, who had already entered the private room, and then looked at the direction in which Song Zhan left, and decided to go to the back kitchen to have a look.

To face Yang Zhimin's constipated face alone, Tong Qingyan would rather face the fiery stove.

The business of Ruyi Building has always been very good, but the kitchen is busy but does not lose the rules, which shows that Yilan has worked hard to manage.

Tong Qingyan brought the fence into the back kitchen as usual, and the busy people in the back kitchen took a look at it and were still busy with the things at hand, only the kitchen steward greeted her.

"You're here."

The person in charge was personally selected and promoted by Yi Lan, although he was also curious about Tong Qingyan's identity, he could keep in mind Yi Lan's warning and don't ask what he shouldn't ask.

"How did the recipe go last time?"

"Those dishes are quite popular, and there are always five or six of the ten dishes in the past few days that are new."

"It's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, how are you thinking about the style of the mooncakes?"

"The pastry chefs have been researching this new mooncake for the past few days, do you want to try the new product they have developed today?"

"Okay."

Silently calculated the time for Song Zhan to wash and bathe, Tong Qingyan touched her flat stomach and decided to try the moon cake mat to cushion her stomach first.

The moon cakes that Daqi people are used to eating are actually the classic moon cakes with five kernel fillings, Tong Qingyan took out the recipes for the rose cakes and cloud leg cakes that Tongfu ate before, and made a few for the pastry chefs of Ruyi Lou to taste them one by one, which can be regarded as giving them inspiration.

There is still a big difference in the eating habits of people in Beijing and Changchun Mansion, and Tong Qingyan didn't dare to pack a ticket and said that the rose cake and cloud leg cake she made could also be popular with people in Beijing.

The pastry chef in Ruyi Lou is taken from the people, and several people make a living from a small mobile stall, selling homemade pastries in the streets and alleys of the West Market all year round.

There are few mobile stalls in the East Market, and Yilan chose these people because most of the people who come to the East Market are in a superior situation, and they may not have eaten the dim sum that the ordinary people in the West Market are used to.

With the craftsmanship of these people and Tong Qingyan's whimsy, for a while, Ruyilou reaped a wave of goodwill because of the pastries.

After Tong Qingyan and a few people discussed the advantages and disadvantages of the new moon cakes, she stepped back to the door of the private room, and happened to meet Song Zhan, who was freshly washed.

Song Zhan's hair still had a trace of moisture, and the whole person had already cleaned up, wearing the new clothes that Tong Qingyan had ordered, Song Zhan was in a very good mood at the moment.

"Why did you get people to have so many clothes for me?"

It was the first time for Song Zhan to wash and change clothes in Ruyi Building, only to find that the things in that room were extremely well prepared, and there were only four seasons of clothes for changing.

"Ruyi Building is the first secret place that I share with you, so it's not surprising that I put some thought into it, right?"

Tong Qingyan winked playfully, grinned, and as soon as the words fell, Yang Zhimin's unhappy voice came from the room.

"How long will you two be flirting outside, Ah Zhan, if you don't come in, I should finish drinking the osmanthus brew."

Song Zhan and Tong Qingyan stretched out their hands to push open the door and walked in.

Yang Zhimin sat by the window, carrying a wine jug in his hand, and was pouring wine into his mouth without a mouthful, when he heard the sound and turned his head to look, his delicate facial features were distorted.

"You two stand together, how do you look unpleasant, Ah Zhan, you really don't think about thinking about changing people anymore?"

Song Zhan, who was accustomed to Yang Zhimin's poisonous tongue, glanced at Tong Qingyan, who had a calm face, and raised his eyebrows at Yang Zhimin.

"You yourself are frustrated, there is no need to harm us."

"Are you sure he has a love affair? A simple backyard fire that affects one's own body is not a frustration in the love field, at most it is a restless house, the love field must first have love, His Royal Highness King Yu does not look like a person who is easily emotional. ”

Song Zhan smiled silently, if you talk about poisonous tongues, the girl next to her doesn't seem to be weak.

Yang Zhimin jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, shook the empty wine jug, and glanced at Tong Qingyan.

"The little girl's family, when it comes to love, love is not ashamed."

"His Royal Highness King Yu's Qi family is not good at borrowing wine to drown their sorrows, they are not afraid of losing face, just the word love, what's the harm in the county lord casually saying a few words?"

"Tsk-Ah Zhan, this girl is very good at kung fu, if you marry back, I'm afraid it won't be much better than me in the future, I advise you to think twice."

Song Zhan probably understood the matter of Yuwangfu, and he couldn't empathize with Yang Zhimin's current bitter and hateful appearance.

"Xiao Feiyan, right, go and ask this king for two more jars of osmanthus to brew, and remember your master's head."

The master Yang Zhimin said naturally meant Song Zhan, but Feiyan didn't move, but took the lead in looking at Tong Qingyan.

Tong Qingyan looked at the three empty wine jugs on the table and nodded.

Song Zhanxu took Tong Qingyan to the table and sat down, took the chopsticks and picked up a few chopsticks of her favorite dish, and scooped a spoonful of beef soup before stopping.

"I can't see it, you're still a lover! That's a lot worse than your grandfather. ”

Song Zhan's originally leisurely appearance paused when he heard Yang Zhimin mention Lao Huai Wang, and quickly returned to normal.

"You pulled me here just to listen to your nonsense?"

"Of course not, but I didn't want to vomit bitterness in front of a little girl."

Especially when it comes to this girl's family, Yang Zhimin didn't say the last sentence, but because of the disagreement between Tong Manjiao and Liang Jing, she didn't have a good face for Tong Qingyan.

"His Royal Highness King Yu is out of harmony in the back house, and it's not a secret matter that no one knows, so it's better to listen to it specifically, maybe I can help you.

Tong Qingyan never dared to underestimate Tong Manjiao's ability, such a person entered the palace, Tong Qingyan had already guessed that there would be such a day, but who let Yang Zhimin open the peacock screen before to provoke others, it can only be said that now everything is to blame.

"You said that your sister, this king has already treated her well, and she is in charge of all the feeds in the house, why don't you know how to restrain yourself, and you have to go to the princess to jump?"

"If the emperor one day orders the prince to be the first assistant of the cabinet and let the eldest prince ascend the throne as the emperor, can the prince be willing to be grateful?"

Tong Qingyan didn't answer the question, but Song Zhan and Yang Zhimin both changed their faces together, and under the gaze of the two, Tong Qingyan calmly drank the beef soup.

was watched by a man with good looks to eat, and sure enough, the mood was not ordinarily good, and this beef soup was a lot delicious.