"You've got all the books here! My sister is really leisurely and elegant. Xingzhen read the book and flipped through it.

"Are you really, reading this book and you think it's just a travelogue?" Qingyu looked at her and motioned for her to sit.

Xingzhen sat down and looked at the book again, feeling a little white, but she really couldn't see anything special.

"Have you ever been to this place?" Qingyu smiled, she had been to the place written in the book, although it had been hundreds of years, but she could still see some shadows, which were confirmed by the two phases, which was very interesting, but the original Qingyu must not have been out of Beijing. She changed to the perspective of the original Qingyu, and added her own impression, which is very insightful.

"I've been out with Amma, but not in this place." Xingzhen glanced at the book, thinking about the places she had been, and compared with this book, some places still overlapped a little, "When Ama was young, he also took us to the street, and the situation in the market was similar to this book." ”

"It's great, I've never even visited the city of Beijing, and for me, reading this book, I think about the market, what the local characteristics are. I always think about the snacks introduced in the book, whether I should let the chef try to make them. Then you will wonder why the local snacks do it. Then I will continue to look at the local customs, for example, this book in your hand, although I only read two pages, but you don't see the problem? ”

"What?" Xingzhen hurriedly re-read two more pages, this is the general outline of the book, and after a closer look, it seems to be very ordinary.

"This is a small place in the south, do you see it, I said at the beginning, it used to be very rich here, and the specialty was a kind of white rice cake, but now there is none, it's a pity." Qingyu smiled.

"What do you mean?"

"Meaning, there's no extra white rice to make snacks here! And then, what do they like now? Mixed pasta cakes, the author says, are delicious. Qingyu sighed softly, the books these days are not in vain, since the Lin Gong Opium War, the south has reached the point where the people are not able to make a living for more than ten years. Come to think of it, these books are all seriously lagging behind, so the content on this book is at least half a year ago.

"yes!" Xingzhen looked at it again and hurriedly raised her head.

"Isn't it pretty? Read the book to think! Qingyu stood up, "Let's go, let's try this mixed noodle cake." ”

"Really, do we have any noodles here?"

"There's no recipe on it, so let's make it ourselves." Qingyu smiled, she had eaten that vegetable cake, and she probably knew the taste.

"What are you doing here, my sister likes to eat?"

"Try it!" Qingyu smiled, does she like to eat? Like, although it is not a foodie, but to a place, she really wants to try the most authentic local things, to understand the local customs, the current enterprise, is a miniature version of the global village, there is no office, I am afraid that all from all over the world, she does human resources, the most important thing is the details. This is also the reason why she has been able to mix so well over the years.

Xingzhen had no choice but to follow her. Of course, when I entered the pantry, the guys in the kitchen were not bad, they were all very new, but looking at his gestures, they really didn't deserve those guys. Picked her up, kneaded the dough by herself, took the stuffing that Qingyu instructed her subordinates to mix, made pies, and lined them up one by one. And Qingyu blinked, went to let people deal with the field chicken at noon, and began to cook the field chicken dried scallop porridge. Don't eat too much at night.

In the evening, Qingyu left Xingzhen to eat, and Xianfeng was stunned when he came back to see Xingzhen, and he didn't remember this at all.

"This cake is made of Xingzhen, and the concubine is really invincible in the world, but she is powerless to do it. By the way, it's the cake in the book that the emperor gave to the concubine today, but I don't know if it's the taste. Qingyu smiled and gave him a corner of cake.

"There's a recipe in the book?" Xianfeng casually waved his hand to Xingzhen, asked her to sit, and asked anxiously.

"No, it's just a casual one, you see, this paragraph." Qingyu was prepared and took the book to show him.

Xianfeng looked at the two pages seriously, and then looked at the cake, he is also a smart person, read the two, was silent for a while, looked at the cake, and gently picked it up and took a bite.

"It tastes good!"

"After reading so many books, I think the best thing for the emperor's people is that no matter when, all they think about is how to live better with limited resources."

"yes, I'm sorry for them, from the white rice sugar cake to this mixed vegetable cake, they should have had a better life."

"Truth be told, it's none of your business, you're just unlucky. Your Majesty, drink porridge. ”

"Is this pie still there? Tomorrow I made an appointment to send this book to your friend, and I want to give him a try. ”

"Yes, Xingzhen has done a lot, and she is more dexterous than me." Qingyu laughed.

"Okay, you have nothing to do on weekdays to come over to accompany the concubines, don't mess with those women." Xianfeng nodded, smiled at Xingzhen, lowered his head and drank the porridge, and he never touched the corner cake again.

Xingzhen felt that Qingyu knew that Xianfeng didn't know how to eat it, so even though the cake was only a little bigger than the woman's palm, she still only cut a quarter for him, and he didn't even eat the quarter.

Qingyu knew that if Xianfeng didn't know that it was evolved from white sugar rice cakes, he would definitely eat it happily. It's just that when he knew that the place that was originally rich enough to make snacks with sugar and white rice had only been worked on for a few years, and he could only turn the specialty into mixed vegetable cakes, and any family member would feel disgraced. If you can eat, you are not human.

She did it on purpose, she didn't know what was going on outside, but she also knew that Xianfeng had been in a storm since she succeeded to the throne, think about it, why did a good person become a big and smoker. If it is himself, in the face of such a situation, I am afraid that he can only use big smoke to numb himself in the end.

Now she is just a woman, a woman in the Qing Dynasty era. She wasn't in her place yet, what could she do? But looking at the book that Mr. QQ chose for herself, she couldn't help but think more, did he want to tell Xianfeng something through himself? Anyway, the information she saw had been conveyed to Xianfeng, and as for what Mr. QQ wanted to do, it was beyond her imagination.

Xingzhen retired after eating, she carefully observed the way Qingyu and the emperor got along, at this time she understood very well, between the emperor and Qingyu, there is no love between men and women, Xianfeng didn't look at her again during the meal.

Qingyu quickly found another topic, the two were talking, she noticed that Xianfeng had eaten a lot, except for porridge, every side dish, Qingyu gave Xianfeng a clip, and Xianfeng ate it unconsciously.

Just looking at Qingyu's intentions, I'm afraid that not everyone can do it. Of course, even if you have that heart, I'm afraid that if you want to send it out, the emperor will not receive the goods!