"Well, there are no cups at all, and the quality is very good." Concubine Yi said, taking a sip gently.

The wine is cold, smooth, with a hint of fragrant sweetness, the floral aroma and the wine aroma are perfectly integrated, the taste buds seem to explode all at once, and the ultimate enjoyment makes Yifei's eyes squint with enjoyment.

Gently swallow the liquor, and the smooth sensation crosses the throat, not too spicy and pungent, but it has the mellow aroma of the best wine.

In addition, there is a different kind of taste, which makes Concubine Yi quite nostalgic.

"It's delicious, this hibiscus drunk is really delicious!" It was Guo Luoluo who spoke.

Her eyes were slightly moist, and for some reason, drinking this hibiscus drunk made her feel like crying.

The eighth princess also squinted and enjoyed the wonderful taste brought by the hibiscus drunk, and said, "Enie, mother concubine, I didn't lie, right?" ”

Concubine Yi exclaimed: "I have tasted a lot of fine wine, and there is really no one as drunk as Hibiscus." ”

Last night, the hibiscus drunk was only served to the table of Fujin and the princesses, and the table of the brothers was still an ordinary drink prepared by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, so the ninth elder brother was also the first time to taste the hibiscus drunk.

He smacked his lips and said, "I've never liked to drink fruit wine, but I also think this hibiscus drunk is very palatable. Fu'er, does this wine produce energy? ”

Fusuni shook her head regretfully: "Some of the processes required here can only be done by myself, and the requirements for raw materials are also very high, so there is no way to mass produce them." ”

Fusuni gave him a vague look, and Brother Jiu understood that Fu'er's "mana" was probably needed in this. So he didn't ask any more.

Fusuni smiled at Concubine Yi and said, "Although the annual output is not much, Enie and Aunt can guarantee it." ”

Guo Luoluo said with a smile: "Then I will favor you." ”

Concubine Yi glanced at Fu Suni with satisfaction, and said to her sister: "Old Jiufu Jin respects you, you can bear it." ”

After talking for a while, Brother Jiu mentioned the matter of soup kitchen, he said: "The winter has been extremely cold in recent years, and many people die every winter, and the son thinks, there are a lot of bones left in the palace every day, why not let the imperial doctor prescribe some medicinal materials to dispel cold and dampness, add them to the bones and boil them into thick soup, add rice to boil into porridge, and give alms to the old and weak women and children who are the most difficult to survive the winter?" ”

Concubine Yi and Guo Luoluo glanced at each other and said, "You can't think of this." ”

She looked at Fu Suni, and Fu Suni nodded embarrassedly: "When I talk about the cold weather with my grandfather today, my daughter-in-law thinks that every winter Shuntianfu will give porridge, and some well-off families will also give some porridge, so that they can get a good reputation of some good people." The daughter-in-law thought that the concubines could also join forces. ”

"One, there is already a surplus in the palace, so it can be regarded as waste utilization. Second, it can also shorten the distance between the harem and the people, so that the people can have a better impression of Khan Ama and the concubines. After all, this Shuntian Mansion represents the relief of the public, and the concubines represent the royal family. If this thing is really done, the people can also benefit, and the concubines can also be praised by the people. ”

Concubine Yi pondered for a moment, brushed up the powerful relationship, and nodded lightly: "This thing is really done." In this way, when I go to the Queen Mother tomorrow to say goodbye, I will mention it, and I think the others will not have any opinions. ”

Use the resources in the palace to do your own good deeds, benefit without expense, why not?