Songhua hurriedly ran into the Ye Mansion, and the family all fell asleep, only Jiao Niang sat in the hall and waited for Ye Wenzhou to come back to ask Chai Mei'er for news.

"Miss Xin, what about Yan Yijun? I just went back to the palace concierge and said he didn't go back. Songhua saw the lady reading in the hall and shouted anxiously.

"Brother Yan has fallen asleep after drinking the medicine, what's the matter? Isn't it Miss Meier's business? Jiao Niang put down the book and looked at Songhua in surprise, Yan Yijun only said that she knew where Chai Mei'er was, and Jiao Niang thought that Songhua had gone to save people.

Songhua stomped his feet: "The prince personally went to Gonggong Qu, I heard that Miss Chai was also injured, Gonggong Qu said that people can be released, but he has conditions." ”

"What conditions? You're done! "Jiao Niang hates others to talk half the most in her life.

"Gonggong Qu has no other hobbies, he just loves to eat, he has been away from the palace for a long time, he wants to eat the dishes made by the imperial kitchen, when he can eat and when he releases people. Coming and going to the capital for at least more than a month, what if Miss Chai is ruined during this period? ”

Songhua's last sentence was particularly light, and two suspicious red clouds floated on his face.

"That's it? Then I'll give it a try tomorrow! I'm pretty confident in cooking on my own. When Jiao Niang heard about cooking, she immediately recommended herself.

"Are you okay?" Songhua knows that Jiao Niang's cooking is delicious, but will it be too self-conscious to compare with the imperial chef?

Jiao Niang thought to herself, just give it a try, she is a modern person who cooks because these ancients have passed down and improved it, and it may not be worse than the ancients, right?

"Come and pick me up tomorrow at noon." Jiao Niang patted Songhua's shoulder with confidence.

The next day, Jiao Niang got up and baked a few scallion pancakes and made preserved eggs, lean pork porridge and potato porridge.

The family got up and ate salty, fragrant and crispy scallion pancakes and hot porridge, and suddenly felt warm all over, and Jiao Niang took advantage of the family to eat and brought breakfast to Yan Yijun.

Yan Yijun was wearing yesterday's clothes, leaning on the bed and slowly flipping through a book in his hand, perhaps because of his injury yesterday, his face was a little pale. The lady walked straight over and put her things on the table.

"I heard Brother Xin Ping say, are you going to cook at Grandpa Qu's today?" Yan Yijun put down the book, his tone a little displeased.

Jiao Niang was stunned for a moment, raised her face and asked directly, "Are you unhappy?" ”

"Gonggong Qu wants the imperial kitchen, and it won't matter if you go. Why do you have to wade into this troubled water? Yan Yijun's eyebrows were furrowed, and there was still a thick sense of unease in his tone.

Jiao Niang curled the corners of her mouth: "You don't have to worry about me, it's a big deal that I'll be kicked out!" I'm a small citizen in the market, so I'm not afraid of this. ”

Yan Yijun couldn't help but be a little annoyed when he saw that Jiao Niang insisted on going: "It's also Miss Xin who has even broken through the Northern Palace after all, so naturally she is not afraid of heaven and earth." ”

"You!" Hearing Yan Yijun's sarcastic remarks, she stomped her feet and turned around and walked out.

Yan Yijun wanted to call someone, but he didn't know what to say to make Jiao Niang happy, so he could only watch Jiao Niang go away.

Jiao Niang finished breakfast and took Lin Ruyi to the market to buy vegetables, she was not very familiar with Luonan, Lin Ruyi had already gone to buy vegetables a few times, just to take her to familiarize herself with the environment.

The market in Luonan is obviously much larger than that in Panxi Town, and it is so lively that Jiao Niang even saw foreigners of all colors peddling goods.

"The first time I came to see these foreigners, I was terrified, I didn't know that human skin was black and white. Their eyes are different from ours, some green and some blue! Lin Ruyi saw Jiao Niang staring at the foreigners motionlessly, thinking that Jiao Niang was also curious, so she whispered to Jiao Niang.

Jiao Niang nodded, she was actually thinking that Luonan in the book was still quite prosperous, so why did it be written in the book that Luonan's economy was withering and declining?

Lin Ruyi dragged Jiao Niang, who came back to her senses and continued to buy vegetables, and it took Jiao Niang a lot of time to buy all the ingredients she needed. Back at Yefu, Songhua was already waiting at the door in a carriage, and after putting the ingredients in the carriage, Jiao Niang went directly to Songhua's mansion with Gonggong Qu.

When Yan Yijun limped out, the carriage was gone, Xin Ping knew that he was worried about Jiao Niang, and comforted: "Gonggong Qu doesn't look at the monk's face but also looks at the Buddha's face, after all, Jiao Niang is now a person from Luonan Palace." Don't think too much about it, go back to your room and lie down! ”

When he arrived at Gonggong Qu's mansion, Songhua Bingming made it clear that he wanted to let people in to report it, and after a while, the person came out again and said that Gonggong Qu was invited.

It was already past noon, the sun was already shining brightly, and the chaise longue in the octagonal pavilion in the middle of the lake was lying on the reclining chair, listening to a woman singing opera.

"My father-in-law has arrived." The man lifted the curtain and went in to reply, came out again, made a gesture of please, and Jiao Niang and Songhua walked in.

Gonggong Qu is over half a hundred years old and has gray hair, and he didn't look at the two of them when he knew that they were coming, so he hung them for a while before he said slowly: "Prince Songhua, our family has already agreed with Lord Luonan that we want the imperial chef to cook a table meal, what do you mean by bringing a girl's family over?" Did you send our house like this? ”

Songhua is a person who can't speak, and was stunned by Qu Gonggong's rhetorical question, and Jiao Niang saluted Qu Gonggong when she saw this: "Qu Gonggong misunderstood, I am like sisters with Chai Meier, I heard that Qu Gonggong rescued Chai Meier out of the fire pit, and the little woman had nothing to repay, and wanted to cook a few good dishes for Qu Gonggong to express her heart." ”

Hearing this, Gonggong Qu glanced at Jiao Niang twice, and sneered: "Xiao Nizi and I are playing tricks, it's just that, I'm in a good mood today." If you want to cook, do it! Anyway, I won't let people go until I eat the dishes made by the imperial kitchen. ”

Jiao Niang didn't say much to give a salute to Gonggong Qu, so she went to the kitchen with her subordinates, and the ingredients she brought were moved to the kitchen by Songhua.

"Can it be done? Gonggong Qu said that he would not release people. Songhua rubbed his hands anxiously.

Jiao Niang didn't care about him, just prepared to cook, whether it could be done was not up to her, she only knew that if she didn't do it, she would definitely not be able to do it.

Now is a good time for spring, but those who are particular about eating are also particular about the season. Therefore, Jiao Niang prepared the tender bamboo shoots in spring, ready to make a soup with thick white juice and crispy meat.

The salted meat Jiao Niang, which is indispensable for pickling Du Xian, was cut and soaked in water this morning, and at this time Jiao Niang took out a piece of chops, neatly cut it into mahjong size, and blanched it with cooking wine in the pot with cold water.

After the water boils, remove the ribs and rinse them with warm water, then cut some ginger slices, green onions and bacon and simmer together over low heat. Here the meat is stewed, and the Jiao Niang over there begins to process the spring bamboo shoots, and the spring bamboo shoots are removed from the bamboo shoots and cut into hob pieces.

When the ribs are almost ready, boil the bamboo shoots in boiling water for ten minutes, then take them out and stew them with the ribs.

This dish is simmered slowly over low heat, and if a high heat is used, the meat will become old and difficult to bite dry. This is also the reason why Jiao Niang made dinner, but came to Qufu at noon.

Songhua touched his stomach, he hadn't eaten lunch yet, and he was even more hungry when he smelled the meat, but when he saw Jiao Niang's busy appearance, he was embarrassed to say that he was hungry, so he could only sit aside with a bitter face.