Chapter Seventy-Nine: Eating Hot Pot (3K)
Yuan He Emperor glanced at him, but he was too lazy to take care of it.
The private shop in Lu Cheng's hand is also taken care of by Lu Zheng, he usually doesn't ask, and he doesn't know much about the outside market, so he only sipped tea and listened quietly.
Xiao Jing nodded and agreed, "Indeed, the minister's tea shop has also closed a few this year. ”
There are a few more fine lines between the eyebrows of Emperor Yuan and "The depression of all industries shows that Li Min has no money in his hands, and he is incompetent." ”
In fact, he also has private property, and he barely managed to maintain his income and expenditure this year, so he has no doubts about Concubine Rong's words.
"The emperor doesn't need to blame himself, you have worked hard day and night since you ascended the throne, you are diligent, Dayuan has a Ming monarch like you, it is really a blessing for the people, I believe that the current difficulties are only temporary."
Standing up behind him and gently rubbing his temples for him, Concubine Rong said sincerely, "No matter what, the concubine will always be by your side." ”
Holding that pair of soft wattles, Emperor Yuan and Emperor had mixed feelings, thanks to the strong support of the Marquis of Yongyi and Concubine Rong over the years, he was able to sleep in the upper position.
Although he was comforted by a beautiful woman, how could he not know the reason for this situation
Since ascending the throne, Dayuan has suffered internal and external troubles, not to mention anything else, just the flood and the northwest conquest, which has lost most of the national treasury.
Disaster relief and grain release, resettlement of displaced people, war horses, food and grass, equipment and silver, and pensions for the dead soldiers, it is a headache to think about it.
He used his own private treasury to subsidize it, but it was also a drop in the bucket, that is, tens of millions of charity funds from the Yongyi Marquis Mansion every year to rush, and it was still difficult to fill the huge ravine.
If not, they can only increase taxes, and although the people are not miserable, they are also quite resentful.
He also put pressure on the Shifa nobles to raise donations, but with little success, these bloodsuckers with fat brains would rather Zhumen stinky meat, but they were stingy with taking out bucket rice to share the worries of the young emperor, looking at the prevarication folds, he was furious in the imperial study, eager to take a few chickens and monkeys, but after all, he was afraid to provoke the family to join forces to fight, and he was so worried that he couldn't sleep all night.
Looking at the whole country, except for Shangjing as the imperial city and some rich places in the south of the Yangtze River, the economic situation is already worrying.
Today, when I heard that even Concubine Rong's hands were tight, my mood couldn't help but become heavier.
Seeing that his face was tight, Concubine Rong hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Hey, patronizing and talking, no matter how big the state affairs are, you have to fill your stomach with wine first, bring the pot to heat, take the children to another table, and give them the bottom of the black chicken soup." ”
"Yes, sissy."
The dumplings couldn't wait to climb up to the chairs and sit down, waiting for the wine sister to put all kinds of fresh ingredients on the table one by one.
"yes, it's the first time Hong'er eats hot pot, it smells so good."
Their soup base is that Su Xiaojiu put the black chicken into the casserole last night, and simmered all night, and the chicken was already crispy and melted into the soup.
The little baby greedily inhaled the fragrance with her nose, and her feet swayed back and forth happily.
Today, Concubine Zhuang gave her two pink headbands with small silver bells, and as she shook them, they made a pleasant jingle sound.
Dango himself was also happy to hear it, and deliberately shook his little head around, giggling happily.
Sister Mo Ying quietly watched Su Xiaojiu and late spring busy, and occasionally stretched out her little hand to help them set the plate, and her big eyes were also full of expectation.
"Sister Jiujiu, when will the pot be opened, I can't wait"
Mo Yao stared at the milky white and rich bottom of the pot without blinking, he hadn't eaten shabu mutton for a long time, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he recalled the tender and fragrant taste.
The soup also looks delicious
is different from Concubine Zhuang's poverty, Concubine Ruan has a grade after all, and she can't afford to eat hot pot on weekdays.
What only made Mo Yao wonder was that the concubine was extremely picky on weekdays, never started a fire in the small kitchen, and waited for the imperial dining room to deliver food, which tasted tasteless, and she didn't know what to do with all the money
is still Rong's mother and concubine generous
Mochen Moluan followed Xiao Guifei, it is said that she is the most particular about food and clothing, but Xiao Guifei's diet likes to be light, and the hot food of hot pot is almost never touched, so their brothers and sisters have not eaten much.
There was also a milk dumpling Yun'er who came over, and the villain's attention had already shifted from the things in the hall to the table, and almost half of her body was leaning out in Aunt Zhang's arms.
The two little fat hands were busier than anyone else, grabbing a piece of shiitake mushrooms for a while, licking a vegetable leaf for a while, and finally looking at the bottom of the pot, slapping the table excitedly and shouting, Ha Lazi wet the placket along the corner of his mouth, making his brothers and sisters laugh.
Milk Dumpling didn't know that everyone was actually laughing at him, and he also looked up and laughed, revealing four small baby teeth like pearl rice.
Finally waited for the pot to boil, the dumplings clapped and cheered together, Mo Yao picked up his plate and stretched it out in front of the end of spring and shouted, "I want fat cow fat cow"
"Your Highness, quickly put the plate on the table, be careful that it is hot, and the slave will bring it to you."
Mo Yao pouted and took his hand back, "Don't forget that I want a fat cow"
"Okay, good slave maid, remember, what do the five princesses want to eat?"
"Well, I like fish balls"
"Okay, what about the three princesses?"
At the end of spring, he held a colander in his hand, flew up and down, and kept feeding a few little hungry wolves, and after a while, his arms would not be able to lift up.
Mo Yao devoured what he ate, and from time to time pointed to the undulating ingredients in the pot and commanded, "I want this, this, this, and this, don't I want another fish ball, and I want a piece of tofu."
Mo Hong is the youngest, but he also eats happily, and his small mouth has not stopped since the pot was boiling, so Mo Ying had to wipe the sweat beads on her forehead while eating, and always pay attention to her sister's plate, for fear that she would eat too much and be busy.
Mo Chen is the eldest brother, he takes care of the little dumplings from time to time, he doesn't eat much, Mo Luan feels sorry for his brother, so he asked the late spring to put a plate for him and put it next to him.
The food here was in full swing, and Su Xiaojiu held a mandarin duck pot in the middle of the adults' tables.
The white bone broth was slowly boiled by her last night with fresh bones, simmered for a few hours, and then added new bones to boil again in the morning, and put in seafood broth, red dates, wolfberries and ginseng whiskers, thick white and sweet, nourishing the body.
Red is a spicy soup boiled with butter and a variety of peppercorns, etc., the red chili oil is clear and mellow in the pot, bubbling and tumbling, fresh and salty and spicy, tempting and coveted.
The best green goat meat and snowflake fat beef are cut into thin cicada wings, and placed in the ice tray one by one, with the verdant mushrooms and vegetables are fresh, and the heat of the hot pot and the cold air of the ice tray collide and intertwine, making people have a great appetite.
The most proud of her is the dipping sauce she makes herself.
In my previous life, I loved sesame paste, so I chose the best white sesame seeds, dried them over low heat, ground them by hand in a small stone mill, and filtered out the dregs for later use.
I mixed a little garlic, a little sugar, a little oyster sauce, mushroom powder and other seasonings, and prepared chili oil, sesame oil, balsamic vinegar, and soy sauce for everyone to season by themselves.
A whole set can be put down, and you can beat the hot pot restaurant outside.
Just by looking at it, you can imagine what it will be like after the entrance.
After eating the hot pot, the atmosphere slowly becomes casual.
Emperor Yuan and Emperor have been anxious about money recently, and it is rare to have a lively meal, the chopsticks are white in and red, and they have eaten heartily, and those depressed pawns in their hearts are also discharged with sweating, and they are very happy.
Lu Cheng and Xiao Jing are clear and shallow, with calm and elegant postures, as if they are not eating shabu-shabu, but facing a table of French dinner.
A mouthful of ingredients, with a mouthful of spring-brewed pear blossom white, sometimes drink a few glasses, and the expression is also relaxed and comfortable.
Su Xiaojiu couldn't help but sigh on the side, eating hot pot and not eating spicy is a drop of soul
Needless to say, the beauty demeanor is maintained everywhere, and most of them are busy picking up vegetables for Emperor Yuanhe, and they don't use chopsticks much.
Only seventeen.
The eyes are like torches, the chopsticks are like flying, and the eyes have never left the bottom of the tumbling pot from beginning to end, intending to be able to fish out the hot ingredients as soon as possible.
The fast, accurate, ruthless, and steady start made Su Xiaojiu sigh to himself.
A sweep, red and white pots are two-pronged, and the plate has been in a state of a hill.
Whether it is mutton, fat beef, shrimp slippery, fish balls, or hairy tripe, bamboo shoots, bean curd, all those who come do not refuse, all are in the belly, and everywhere they go, there must be no piece of food that slips through the net.
The wind swept away, and he still didn't forget to hold his stinky feet, "Wow, no wonder the royal brother runs to Ronghua Palace every day, it turns out that the little sister-in-law has a delicious temptation here, and she firmly grasps the dragon stomach of the imperial brother."
When Emperor Yuan He saw him eating, he couldn't bear to look at him directly, so he took care of the presence of everyone, and endured not to ridicule him, but said, "Then hurry up and start a family, the woman is careful, and she can always take care of your bedtime." ”
"e I don't, I decided to come to Ronghua Palace every day to eat in the future"
"Fooling around"
Emperor Yuan He was helpless, if these words were said from someone else's mouth, it is estimated that he would have been kicked away and charged with coveting the imperial concubine.
But I can't take this youngest brother, "What the hell is the harem here, what kind of system do you a big man run here every day?"
"Who made the little sister-in-law's food here so delicious, I don't care, if the royal brother shouldn't, I'll go out of the palace after eating"
Afraid that he wouldn't agree, he added again, "Wait until next time and try to trick me back, but it's not so easy."
He snorted and ate with a red face, and while making trouble unreasonably, he took a big chopstick and put the mutton in his mouth, "This mutton leaky meat is really good."
Su Xiaojiu looked at this seventeenth master who had no image at all with black lines, heh, she thought that he was bookish, warm and elegant
Concubine Rong was putting an egg dumpling in Lu Cheng's bowl, and when she heard him praise him, she said with a smile, "Although this mutton is fresh but not fat, the hot pot is delicious after all, so you have to take a bath quickly after eating." ”
Seventeen puffed out his cheeks and looked up, "It's great to have barbecue at night, then I'll wait until the evening to eat together before leaving"
Everyone""
The emperor exhaled and put down the chopsticks, "Seventeen"
"Hmm"
Twisting his head, the corners of his mouth slip with oil.
"Forget it, it's okay, you eat more."
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