Nanguo is the country with the largest land area on the mainland.

No country can compare with the geographical location and span of the southern country. Therefore, the southern cuisine is rich in color and diverse materials.

This is what Li Ruiqing is most satisfied with in the south, and of course, this is not the reason for him to stay in the south.

The reason why Li Ruiqing stayed in the south was because the emperor of the south was too good-looking.

Phew, no, it's the emperor of the southern kingdom who is too likable.

Neither is it right......

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Li Ruiqing, as the emperor's only satisfactory imperial cook, only cooks for the Southern Emperor Zhao Xiangling. And the very shameless Zhao Shao occasionally licks the plate.

In this chapter, I will tell about the most ordinary day of the imperial husband Li Ruiqing.

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At the end of the day, the day is just dawning, and it is the best time to collect unopened rose buds.

Li Ruiqing naturally doesn't have to go to the field, he will wait for the palace people to send fresh buds planted in the palace, and then personally select them.

Usually at this time, Zhao Xiangling has already begun to review the daily recitals, and she has long been absent from the Wutong Palace.

The unopened rose buds, with their inner fragrance, are the best materials for nourishing qi and replenishing blood.

Take a few fresh and plump rose buds, wash a few round and lovely red dates, put them together with the washed fragrant rice, and put them in a casserole and simmer them slowly over low heat for an hour.

After an hour, the rice grains are cooked to a crystal clear, each one full of the aroma of roses and the richness of red dates.

The collision of the three flavors of rice, flowers, and jujube fragrance makes the simple ingredients have a sense of layering.

Then pour a thin layer of honey on it, shallowly cover the rich aroma of the porridge, stir it in one place, and it looks more and more moist and shiny.

This is Zhao Xiangling's favorite breakfast, and it is also Li Ruiqing's most common breakfast.

After the porridge was cooked, he took the casserole pot, took the side dishes that had been mixed and pickled last night and put them on a plate, and brought them to the imperial study together.

Before entering the house, Zhao Xiangling smelled the aroma outside, put down his pen and got up to greet him: "Ruiqing, didn't you say that you could get up later today?" ”

She took the plate in Li Ruiqing's hand and asked with a smile.

Li Ruiqing replied with a smile: "I'm used to it." ”

Set up the porcelain bowl and spoon, and the two sat side by side. A mouthful of thick porridge slides into the mouth, and it is a thin sweetness.

No other people bother, just like snow white beige, clean and pure.

The sweetness of honey and the fragrance of roses are like a faint joy, which lasts forever.

There is no need for words, just the sweetness in the mouth, which has always flowed into the heart, just like the joy of every day, never fades away.

Li Ruiqing feels that if Zhao Xiangling is missing for the first meal every day, he may lack a lot of fun.

He raised his hand and just wanted to serve the porridge, but found that the casserole was missing.

Turning his eyes, Zhao Xiangling scooped out the last spoonful from the pot, swallowed it in his stomach, and looked at Li Ruiqing with a spoon in his mouth: "Haven't you eaten enough?" ”

Li Ruiqing smiled: "No, I have already eaten." ”

He thought, okay, he boiled two pots.

It's better to wait for Zhao Xiangling to go to court, and open a small stove for himself.