"I'm going to die of hunger, I've been thinking about eating for a long time, our people have all said, there is nothing that can't be solved by one hot pot, if there is, then eat two."

Chunyu wiped the dust that Gu Muqing rubbed on his nose and muttered.

"The princess said these words that Chunyu didn't understand again to make fun of Chunyu, the princess bullied people!"

Gu Muqing smiled and asked Chunyu to pick one of the other green leafy vegetables in the kitchen, wash it, and put it on a plate.

"Chunyu, will you make chicken soup?"

"Of course this Chunyu will, the soup made by Chunyu is the best." Chunyu heard that she finally had a dish that she could cook, so she hurriedly ran to the chicken coop and grabbed a hen out, slaughtered it with her hands and feet, plucked the hairs clean, and put some longan wolfberry angelica in a casserole to boil over low heat.

Gu Muqing saw Chunyu's efforts to cook the chicken soup with three strokes and five divisions by two, and giggled, "But I have caught a dish that you can cook, come and learn from me how to fry the red soup base." ”

Chunyu added another handful of firewood, washed her hands and ran to Gu Muqing's side.

Gu Muqing put on his apron and faced the cauldron in front of him.

In the past, she used to fry the red oil base in a small pot at home, and she was a little unconfident in using this retro cauldron for the first time.

Since Chunyu didn't know that Mo Jun had never eaten hot pot, it was the first time that it was delicious or not, so let's do it.

She wiped her soggy hand that had just washed the dish on her apron, picked up a piece of lard beside her, and threw it into the pot.

The firewood under the cauldron was burning very strongly, and after a while, the lard crackled and melted, and Gu Muqing poured the spices, dried chili, green onions, ginger and garlic that had been prepared at hand into the pot one by one.

Suddenly, the smell was fragrant, and the cooks who were resting came to the kitchen window one after another, wanting to see what kind of good dishes the princess was cooking, which was so tempting.

At this time, Gu Muqing was choked with snot and tears, and she screamed in the sound of oil, "Why is there no smoke machine!" ”

Gu Muqing wiped away the tears choked by the chili peppers, watched the ingredients in the pot almost stir-fry, and added a basin of water. "Chunyu, do you see how to do it, this concubine loves to eat this bite, and strive for us to come back once a week."

Chunyu rubbed her eyes, she was also choked by the billowing chili smoke, "Knowing the princess, Chunyu remembers." ”

Gu Muqing moved a small bench and sat in front of the cauldron, waiting for the red soup base to be boiled in the pot, and his thoughts couldn't help but think of the scene of eating hot pot with his good friends in modern times.

She loves to eat red oil, and when she goes out to eat hot pot with her girlfriends, she always has a red piece in her bowl, and her girlfriends always eat clear soup for fear of acne on their faces.

Every time she eats hot pot, she will definitely have a stomach upset the next day, and her best friend comes to her house to take care of her while laughing at her.

She couldn't help but sigh at the thought of this.

Although the life here is quite comfortable, I don't have to get up early every day to go out to squeeze the bus, and I don't have to stay up late every night to work overtime, but I am still lonely, and there is no one who can really talk to me.

I've been here for so long, except that Chunyu is my personal maid, and I still haven't made a true friend.

In the past few months, Liu always chatted and played with her from time to time, and she knew that although Liu did it on purpose, she was still very happy to have someone to talk to her more.

So Liu's death, she was able to be hit like this, one was because she met someone who lost her life because of her for the first time, and the psychological pressure was a little high, and the other was because she felt that her only friend here was gone.

She recalled the content of the book when she used to read it, and remembered that Gu Muqing had a good friend, what was his name Gu ......

"Princess, the chicken soup is almost ready, do you want to take a look." Chunyu's words interrupted Gu Muqing's memories.

Gu Muqing looked at the sun that was about to go down, walked to the front of the casserole, opened the lid, and took a sip with a spoon, "Well, yes, it's thick and not greasy, and the technique of making soup in Chunyu is still very good." ”

She decided to write down the recipe for making chicken soup in Chunyu, and strive to open a hot pot restaurant after returning to modern times.

"You prepare two small copper pots for me, put them on the table, and then find a way to put the pots on the charcoal fire and serve them together in the middle of the garden in the prince's courtyard."

Gu Muqing put down the spoon and instructed Chunyu and the cooks at the door.

"Then put the washed greens on a plate according to the same type and place them around the pot."

"By the way, cut me four plates of beef and mutton, and be sure to cut it into thin slices."

Although Gu Muqing can make hot pot bases, the knife worker really knows that she can't handle it, she has been busy in the kitchen for a day, and it is time to be the shopkeeper.

After finishing her work, she hurried back to the room, took a delicate bath, and washed away the smell of oil smoke for the day.

She came out of the tub and smelled the faint scent of flowers.

She was a delicate princess again, and she picked up the clothes she had made in the morning in circles and changed into them.

Pulled up his waist-length hair and inserted a silver butterfly into it.

Little by little, the sun sets over the mountains, and the beautiful sunset reflects the blue sky of the lake, giving it a beautiful purple color.

Gu Muqing wore the gorgeous clothes he had cut by himself, and quietly walked into the courtyard of Zun Mojun alone.

Seeing that her husband had not returned, she called for a row of candles from the people in the house.

Gu Muqing arranged the candles and the flowers he had picked along the way from the door of the house and placed them on both sides of the road.

The color of the sky gradually darkened, and the courtyard of Zun Mo Jun was fluorescent, as if the beautiful Milky Way in the sky had fallen to the mortal world and flowed into the courtyard of Zun Mo Jun.

After finishing his official business, Zun Mojun hurriedly returned to the hospital.

As soon as he opened the door, he was stunned by the sight in front of him, in front of him was a beautiful flower path paved with a row of flowers and candles, and a beautiful woman in exotic costumes stood at the end of the flower path with a bouquet of flowers in her hand with a smile on her face.

Zun Mojun watched this beautiful scenery and walked step by step like Gu Muqing.

"Husband." Gu Muqing smiled.

"You and I have been married for more than a year, and we have never held a ceremony or visited the church, and today my husband said that he wanted to tell me one thing, and it happened that I also wanted to tell my husband one thing."

Zun Mojun looked at the beauty in front of him as his beloved wife, and asked with interest, "What's the matter?" ”

Gu Muqing smiled shyly, "Lord Wang, are you willing to marry me?" ”

This matter began to be secretly planned in her heart when Gu Muqing woke up from allergies that day, the day she married to the Xuanwang Mansion, it made a lot of trouble, and she and the prince had never had a decent ceremony.