In the kitchen, Jin Zhao rolled up his sleeves and kneaded his dough, there was a look, it was more like he often did this kind of thing, but the dignified imperial concubine washed her hands and made soup, and the people in the house were shocked, this is the rough work that only the subordinates do, the imperial concubine is noble, how can she do this.

Qiaoci and Qingwen are accustomed to it, this kind of scene was a common thing in the Su family, and they have long been surprised.

While kneading the dough, Jin Zhao instructed the maid beside him, "You help me grind those petals into flower juice."

"Imperial Princess, what do you want these flower juices for?" The maid named Cuizhu was very curious in her heart, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Jin Zhao only smiled, did not answer, lowered his head and continued to knead his dough intently.

Seeing this, Xiumo beside him dragged Cui Zhu and reminded: "There are so many people, just count you to talk a lot, ask so much to do, what the princess tells you to do, you do what you do, where is there so much nonsense, don't you see that the princess is busy, how can you answer you."

Cuizhu bit her lip and spoke in a lower voice: "How can I talk too much, you have wronged me, I am just curious to ask, don't say that you are not curious."

The tone of his speech sounded a little aggrieved.

Qiaoci and Qingwen looked at each other and smiled, but they were funny girls.

The imperial concubine spoke, and the maids scrambled to help, after all, they hadn't done anything like this, it sounded like it was interesting, and they all competed to do it, so Qiaoci and Qingwen were idle, and they didn't need to interfere, so they simply taught them how to do it.

Who told them to often give the eldest lady a hand, the so-called practice makes perfect, and naturally they are well memorized.

After the maids had ground the flower juice, Jin Zhao also kneaded the noodles at this time. Looking at the juice of several flowers in front of me, gardenia, rose, lotus...... For various colors, Jin Zhao divides the kneaded noodles into the same pieces, and then puts different flower juices into the noodles to blend into one. After a moment's effort, the face changed color.

It's like a trick, and the maids in the house opened their eyes one by one, quite surprised, and didn't seem to believe it. This is the first time I've seen it, and it's amazing.

Jin Zhao glanced at Qiao Ci and Qingwen, the two maids immediately understood, and reached out to help Jin Zhao knead the dough, and after a while, those noodles were pinched into very good-looking dim sum by the master and servant, which was really ingenious.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, the maids who were just afraid of the onlookers would naturally not believe it.

It turns out that the dim sum can still be made like this, it looks very good, but I don't know how it tastes, and the maids' eyes are full of anticipation.

"The imperial concubine is not only beautiful, but she also has a pair of skillful hands, but I am afraid that I will not find a second person after searching all over Kyoto City." Xiumo Cuizhu sighed, thinking that it would be good if she had half of the ingenuity of the imperial concubine. Xiumo looked down at her hands, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, I was afraid that her rough hands would probably be impossible for a lifetime.

Xiumo, who was still arguing with Cuizhu just now, also agreed with her words at this time, and echoed: "That's right, the imperial concubine is very hidden in her wisdom, and she is much more low-key than some Kyoto nobles."

Because she is the maid of the prince's mansion, the style of the nobles in Kyoto has also heard a lot in private, but it is indeed rare to see someone like the imperial concubine who does not put on a show.

In their opinion, the master has always been high, and as a slave and maid, he should be attentive. But today, the imperial concubine is picking in the garden with them, going into the kitchen together, and making snacks together, as if there is no imperial concubine's shelf, but more like an approachable person.

The whispers of the two inadvertently entered Jin Zhao's ears, and she just didn't hear it, and continued to make dim sum, as if there was nothing more important than making dim sum right now.

Jin Zhao put the finished dim sum into the pot, explained the time of the pot, and instructed the two little girls to watch the fire carefully, and when they kneaded the dough, their clothes were dirty, and Jin Zhao washed his hands and went back to the house to change into clean clothes.

After she changed her clothes, the two little girls in charge of guarding had already brought the snacks over.

The dim sum was still steaming, it should have just been delivered, Jin Zhao glanced at the colorful dim sum, she was making it for the first time, and she was not sure what the taste was, whether it was really delicious.

So, she took a piece and tasted it herself.

"Miss, how does it taste?" Qingwen swallowed her saliva, looked at the snack made of rose juice in Jin Zhao's hand, and couldn't help but ask.

Jin Zhao smiled, pointed to the snack in front of him, and motioned to her, "You can taste it yourself."

Qingwen glanced at Qiaoci, hesitated for a moment, and then answered, took a piece of dim sum and took a bite.

It's okay not to eat it, but after tasting it, she didn't expect it to taste better than she imagined, and she finished the dim sum after dividing it by two.

Looking at this scene, Qiao Ci understood in her heart.

Qingwen realized that she had just lost her temper, but she was a little embarrassed, wiped the corners of her mouth, and said: "The dim sum made by the eldest lady is more delicious every time, this rose cake smells a faint fragrance of roses, the entrance is soft, the fragrance leaves the lips, sweet but not greasy, it is the first time for the slave to eat such a delicious dim sum." At the end, he asked embarrassedly, "Miss, can the slave eat another piece?" ”

It's rare for dim sum to be so successful, Jin Zhao nodded and smiled: "It's made for you to eat, and you can eat it if you want to."

Hearing this, Qingwen was overjoyed, so she reached out and took another piece of lotus-flavored one, and took a piece of it to Qiaoci by the way.

"This snack is really delicious, you can try it too." Qingwen said to Qiao Ci.

Qiao Ci took the dim sum and was about to eat it, when she heard Jin Zhao command: "By the way, you have distributed these dim sum to the people in the house, and they have also helped with these dim sum."

When Fang was in the kitchen, those maids were all full of curiosity and expectation, Jin Zhao looked at it one by one, today she was just trying her skills, but fortunately, the result was quite satisfactory.

Hearing that Jin Zhao was going to divide the dim sum, Qiao Ci happily responded, as if she remembered something, so she asked, "The eldest lady's dim sum is so delicious, do you want to leave some for the third prince?" Maybe he'll like it. ”

Jin Zhao heard this and waved his hand: "No need, he doesn't like sweets very much."

But these snacks don't seem to be very sweet, Qiao Ci hesitated to say something, thought about it, and stopped talking.

He Qingwen was about to share these snacks with others, but Jin Zhao suddenly shouted to her: "I thought about it just now, you are right, let's leave some for him."

When Qiao Ci heard this, her eyes flashed, and she pretended not to know and asked, "Who is he that Miss is talking about?"

As he spoke, a pair of eyes couldn't be more innocent.

Jin Zhao glared at her angrily, good you are a clever man, you actually started to learn badly, and you actually made fun of her.