When Nangong Han walked to the small kitchen, Yan Ying was debugging the smell of Buddha jumping over the wall, and there was an unstoppable fragrance in her face.

"Can I taste it?"

"Yes, I made a big pot, the old man should eat less and eat more often, you can taste it." Yan Ying handed a bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall to Nangong Han.

Nangong Han took a deep breath and said: "Fragrant and fragrant, your craftsmanship should open restaurants all over the country." ”

"If the prince is interested, we can cooperate, I will make a recipe, and the prince will find a store and someone to run it, so that the pension of the prince's subordinates can be mentioned."

Originally, Yan Ying didn't know what this pension was talking about.

Fortunately, because of the rose matter, she knew something.

"Yes, you can think of any recipe." Nangong Han thought for a moment and immediately agreed.

Yan Ying and Nangong Han gathered around to discuss the hot pot base, barbecue cooking, and successively wrote about the practices of the eight major cuisines.

"You've cooked all of these dishes?" Nangong Han asked.

"Some of them are on paper but absolutely delicious, and I have all kinds of dim sum recipes." Yan Ying smiled and wrote down the practice of peach blossom cake, Dingsheng cake, and crystal dumplings.

"The recipe that the second girl of the Queen Mother said is really unheard of." Rao is well-informed Mama Song couldn't help frowning.

The taste of the Buddha jumping over the wall is really evocative.

"Once the surrounding countries open stores, the profits will be really huge, and I will also get a piece of the pie." The Queen Mother said and squeezed inside.

"No, Queen Mother, you don't lack a little silver." Mama Song felt that it was more important to be the face of the Queen Mother.

If it is known that the queen mother of the dignified Apocalypse is still thinking about the livelihood of the juniors, it is not ridiculous and generous.

"What are you two whispering?" The Queen Mother's solemn voice sounded coldly from behind.

Yan Ying hurriedly jumped up and said: "We are planning to open a restaurant and open it all over the surrounding countries, do you have a stake in the Queen Mother?" ”

The Queen Mother thought thoughtfully.

Nangong Han hurriedly lowered his hand and said, "The second lady has not been taught by her grandmother, and her speech is a little rougher, so I ask my grandmother to forgive me." ”

The Queen Mother opened her eyes and said with a smile: "Okay, the juniors have spoken, I'll take a sixty percent share." ”

Yan Ying reached out and touched the sweat on her head and said, "King Han, how much do you plan to participate?" ”

"Grandmother wants 60 percent, then I'll give 40 percent."

Yan Ying counted her fingers carefully and said, "I, who continues to provide dishes, am I busy?" ”

The Queen Mother smiled: "Then I will give you ten percent of the profits." ”

Nangong Han left the palace sullenly.

Yan Ying found a lot of Chinese medicine in the garden and smiled and said to Mama Song, who was leading the way: "I used to read the script, the queen mother is all jeweled, and the flowers planted are also exotic flowers and plants, but our queen mother is chic." ”

"Well, the Queen Mother also understands some pharmacology when she is young, and over time she likes herbs more than flowers."

"I'll pick some for the Queen Mother's feet to soak in later."

Yan Ying carefully picked out some plantain and mugwort leaves and brought them over, and the Queen Mother lived alone in a huge room in a daze.

"Queen Mother, I'll wait for you to wash your feet."

"Where's Mama Song?"

Mama Song, who was standing behind Yan Ying, hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "It's better for me to come." ”

The Queen Mother smiled slyly: "Let's come on, girl." ”

Yan Ying massaged the Queen Mother while washing her feet, and there was a black mole on the sole of the Queen Mother's foot, like a black tumor lesion.

The Queen Mother seemed to notice Yan Ying's abnormality, straightened her body and said: "The mourning family is so old, if there is anything in the body, you just have to say." ”

Yan Ying hurriedly lowered her head and said, "The courtiers don't dare to say anything. ”

"You are not guilty."

Yan Ying had no choice but to have the courage to express her opinion.

The Queen Mother didn't have much emotional fluctuation when she heard this: "When people are old, there are always all kinds of contradictions, if you have a way to govern, don't take it seriously if you can't govern." ”

"Won't the Queen Mother let the imperial doctor defend herself?" Yan Ying raised her head in horror and asked.

The Queen Mother stood up slowly, her eyes were desolate: "The mourning family likes to be quiet, no one has moved around this place for a long time, for them, it doesn't matter whether the mourning family is dead or alive." ”

"No, I will be filial when I look at King Han."

The Queen Mother glanced at Yan Ying meaningfully: "Because you were sent by him, the mourning family also trusts you as him." ”

"I'm going to prepare something to help remove the moles on the soles of my feet as soon as possible." Yan Ying assured.

Yan Ying slowly unwrapped the gauze on the feet of the Queen Mother, and the operation was also surprisingly successful: "The Queen Mother will be able to get better after a few days of rest." ”

The Queen Mother didn't have much emotion, just pointed to her head: "Migraine can also be treated by the way." ”

Yan Ying took out the silver needle、、、

Nangong Han looked at the bright moon in the sky, and the girl didn't know if there was anything wrong with it in the palace.

"Lord, the more exposed prince pays attention to his body, and the slave maid cooked a soup for the prince to warm his body."

Nangong Han turned around and said coldly: "Didn't you come to the front yard to serve?" ”

Rose hurriedly tightened her clothes and crawled on the ground and said, "The slave just sighed when she saw the prince here alone, and just wanted the prince to have a hot soup to drink." ”

"This king is not hungry."

"Lord Wang, the Buddha jumping over the wall made by the slave maid today is the only one." Rose is still confident in her carefully prepared soup.

After all, it is a new dish that has come out of Chengfeng Lou in the past few days, which is popular in Kyoto, and everyone praises it.

"What kind of soup are you talking about?"

"Buddha jumps over the wall." There was a hint of surprise in Rose's tone.

"Bring it to me and try it." Nangong Han smiled at the corner of his mouth, remembering that the Buddha jumped over the wall made by Yan Ying a few days ago, and the taste was also excellent.

A hint of pride flashed from the rose's eyes.

Nangong Han felt that his throat was smoking when he jumped over the wall after drinking, and his whole body was hot, and the soft body of the rose leaned over: "The prince is afraid that he is tired, so the slave and maid help the prince to go back and rest." ”

Nangong Han instinctively wanted to refuse, but Rose's body was like cold water, and getting close enough made him feel hearty.

"This king is fine, the soup you made is very special." Nangong Han still pushed away the rose rudely.

"It's special, the slave hasn't tasted it yet." As she spoke, Rose reached out and drank the rest of the soup from the bowl in one gulp.

After all, she is a girl's family.

Rose pulled open her collar and said, "Lord Wang, I'm so hot, I'll help you back to the room first." ”

Nangong Han stumbled to the back garden, and Hu Fei on the tree quietly robbed Nangong Han, the rose that was already hot and unbearable, and his eyes were swaying around.

"What's wrong with you, Rose Girl?" An offspring apparently mistook roses.

Rose only felt a gust of wind rushing towards her.

Nangong Han sat on the chair in the study, his eyes could freeze into ice: "Even if she does anything wrong, after all, her father entrusted it to me, you go and give her the antidote, and buy a house outside for her to live in tomorrow." ”

Nangong Han paused and said, "Let her accept such a share, I don't have the idea of taking a concubine." ”

Hu Fei nodded hurriedly: "It's also the prince's kindness." ”

"How is Steward Wang doing this matter of opening a restaurant?" Nangong Han asked.

"Non-stop, it can be implemented as soon as next month, Lord Wang, I'll go and send the antidote to Miss Rose first." Hu Fei didn't dare to delay for a moment.

Nangong Han nodded: "Bring my words too, send her out of the house tomorrow, just keep her food and clothing worry-free." ”

After a while, Hu Fei came in dejectedly.

Nangong Han realized something and asked, "Is it late?" ”