Chapter 104: The Emperor, the Concubine is Poor
Jiang Yao suddenly looked at Duan Jingyan pitifully: "Your Majesty, you must know that the concubines are very poor......"
Seeing Jiang Yao's small appearance, Duan Jingyan couldn't help laughing, how could he have a feeling that Jiang Yao was being bullied by himself.
"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you, I'll let Kant send it to you later, it's just ......"
"Just what?"
Jiang Yao's mood was like riding a roller coaster at this time, one by one, and when he saw the emperor giving money, he immediately threw away all the grievances.
As long as you have money, you can get rid of all your troubles.
"I'll want to see if the recipe you're offering is worth the price."
It turned out to be this meaning, Jiang Yao instantly breathed a sigh of relief, and solemnly assured: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the concubines are doing business, and they will never be bullied, and they will never do anything that ruins their reputation." ”
It's a pity that Jiang Yao, who was busy guaranteeing at this time, didn't see the playful smile that flashed on Duan Jingyan's lips, and then heard Duan Jingyan's undoubted voice coming: "Well, then Concubine Ai will accompany me to dinner later, and see if it is worth ten taels of silver for a dish." ”
Obviously selling recipes, Jiang Yao had a feeling that she had sold herself at this time.
Really...... It's sour!
At the dinner table, Jiang Yao watched dumbfounded as the dishes in the imperial dining room were presented one by one, and quietly swallowed her saliva.
Damn, is the big pig's trotters so extravagant, a whole eighteen dishes!
Is it so extravagant and wasteful to eat with pig's trotters on weekdays? Jiang Yao was distressed to death just thinking about it.
Duan Jing looked at Jiang Yao's entangled look with interest, and when the people in the imperial dining room finished serving, only Duan Jingyan and Jing Yao were left in the entire room.
"Why does Concubine Ai look quite painful, is it because these dishes are not in line with Concubine Ai's wishes?" Duan Jingyan raised his eyebrows and asked.
Jiang Yao hurriedly shook her head almost into a rattle, for fear that Duan Jingyan's next sentence would be "Withdraw and restart!" ”
Although reason told Jiang Yao that the big pig's trotters were not enough to do anything for her, she still quickly explained: "Your Majesty, the concubine thinks that these dishes are too much, do you eat so many dishes on weekdays?" ”
It turned out that he was surprised by this, Duan Jingyan couldn't help but feel a little interesting, there were so many concubines in this harem, and there were a few people who had eaten with him, but no one had ever thought about this.
"I didn't eat so much when I ate alone, but today it wasn't for Concubine Ai's recipe that I made more."
Seeing that Jiang Yao was obviously relieved after hearing what he said, Duan Jingyan glanced at her with interest.
This Concubine Jing is really worried about the food for him.
"Then what should you do with the leftover vegetables you eat?" After thinking about it, Jiang Yao couldn't help but ask.
Seeing the big pig's trotters like this, the mood seemed to be good, Jiang Yao's courage only then became bigger, but she didn't dare to ask so directly.
"Kant will help me deal with it." Unexpectedly, in exchange for Duan Jingyan's faint words.
Jiang Yao suddenly felt that she was nervous for a long time just now.
"It is usually given to low-ranking concubines or palace maids."
Seeing that Jiang Yao didn't seem to be satisfied with his answer, Duan Jingyan rarely explained in detail.
"I see, that's fine."
Jiang Yao immediately breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this.
"I just found out that Concubine Ai is still a person who cherishes food, no wonder she always eats the food she sends so clean."
Hearing Duan Jingyan's somewhat ridiculous words, the corners of Jiang Yao's mouth twitched, and she now found that the big pig's trotters were really poisonous tongue physique.
Moreover, it is still for her alone, and in front of others, the emperor is very shelf-shelf.
"Your Majesty, the concubines are poor ......"