Actually, you don't need to say it, the kitchen knows it. The emperor is here, where do you dare to slack off.

After a while, lunch was delivered one after another. The round table in Wei's house was also full of more than 20 dishes.

Kangxi sat first, and Wei and Eighth Master followed.

The eighth master was a little distracted. In my impression, this seems to be the first time, only he, Huang Ama and Eniang have a meal together.

When he was a child, he was raised by Concubine Hui. So I had the opportunity to share the table with Huang Ama, and the people who accompanied me were all Concubine Hui. His mother is not eligible to serve at the table.

"The small kitchen of Chuxiu Palace is good!" Kangxi glanced at the dish and praised it.

Wei smiled and said, "It's all the credit of Concubine Hui." "No, Concubine Hui is the master of the first palace, and the small kitchen is for her. She is demanding, and this small kitchen naturally needs to be good.

"You don't use it on weekdays?" Kangxi asked.

"Slaves and maids are not particular about what they eat. Besides, the daily portion is already good. Wei replied with a smile.

The eighth master couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart. Isn't that knowingly asking! Is it possible for a low-status concubine to instruct a concubine's small kitchen every day?

This sounds like a concern, but no matter how you listen to it, it makes people feel like they have eaten flies.

The palace is particular about food and sleep. When the dishes were ready, the three of them ate quietly.

After a lunch, Kangxi sat down again, and he didn't even have any intention of leaving.

The eighth master knew that he had the habit of resting every day, so he guessed in his heart whether he wanted to stay for a rest, so he got up and said goodbye.

Sure enough, Kangxi let him retreat, but he stayed.

When the eighth master turned to leave, he didn't miss a trace of surprise and excitement flashing in his mother's eyes.

He couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart. E-Niang has been left out in the cold for so many years, it is really not easy. But she still has a trace of thought about Huang Ama in her heart.

After leaving the palace, the eighth master felt that the depression in his heart had dissipated a little.

Although today is a good day for Eniang, he is a little unhappy. There was always a sullen mood in my heart. He didn't want to go home for a while, so he rode his horse aimlessly around the streets.

The streets of the capital are very bustling. In it, you can hear all kinds of sounds, and the lively atmosphere finally makes the coldness around the eighth master slowly dissipate.

When he stopped, he found himself standing in front of a dim sum shop.

Daoxiang Village, a famous old store in Beijing. The eighth master remembered that Mao Tongtong had said that he liked to eat this walnut cake, so he simply got off the horse and lined up at the back of the line.

The line was a little long, and it had already turned around, and the eighth master did not have a trace of impatience, so he slowly moved forward with the team.

After standing in line for a while, he realized that there was a person in front of him who was very familiar.

"Fourth brother?" He screamed.

The man in front looked back at him, and it turned out to be the fourth master.

"Fourth brother is also here to buy snacks?" The eighth master looked up at the signboard of Daoxiang Village, and always felt that he had seen it wrong.

"Didn't the eighth brother come too?" The fourth master said lightly.

The eighth master also wanted to know that the fourth master must have bought it for the four blessings. She is pregnant, so it is normal for her to have some snacks. But the eighth master never thought that the fourth master, who had always been serious, would pull down his face and run to line up to buy snacks.

He smiled and said, "Who made this dim sum delicious!" I'd like to try it today, too. ”

He wanted to taste it, and let the minions buy it. As soon as you hear this, you know that it is false. But the fourth master didn't ask. Since the eighth master can not say it, he can't ask it. Besides, he didn't care why the eighth master was buying snacks here.

All he cares about now is whether or not to buy the chestnut cake when it's his turn. This is Xiao Fujin's favorite. I just heard that there aren't many chestnut cakes, but don't sell them out when it's his turn.

After the eighth master saw the fourth master's greeting, he just stretched his neck to look ahead and ignored him, touched his nose a little embarrassed, and stopped talking.

These two people were dressed luxuriously, and looking at the yellow belt around their waists, someone in the crowd had already guessed the identities of the two. I just guessed it and I couldn't believe it. Are the princes so idle now? I actually came to line up to buy pastries in person! The sun is coming out of the west today, right?

These two people don't care about the eyes of others! They are all people who are good enough, and those who don't change their faces are standing in the team.

After a while, it was the turn of the fourth master. He opened his mouth and asked about chestnut cakes, and when he heard that there was still a box left, his face suddenly showed joy, and he hurriedly paid for it.

When he was about to leave with the chestnut cake, he remembered that the eighth master was still in the back row!

"What does the eighth brother want to buy? I bought it together! The fourth master took the initiative to ask.

It's not that the eighth master didn't think about asking the fourth master to help before, but looking at the fourth master's indifferent face, he didn't say anything. Thinking that there were not a few people between the two anyway, it was just a matter of more meetings. But I didn't want the fourth master to take the initiative to ask.

"Fourth brother, I want two boxes of walnut crisp!" The eighth master was not polite, and ran over in a hurry.

"Shopkeeper, two boxes of walnut crisps." The fourth master turned his head and said to the shopkeeper.

"That's it?" The fourth master turned back and asked the eighth master.

"Well, that's it." The eighth master smiled and began to dig out the silver.

The fourth master took the lead and said, "Count it together." ”

"Fourth brother, how embarrassing is this." The eighth master said with a smile.

"It's just two boxes of ideas." The fourth master said.

The eighth master stuffed the purse he took out into it again, and said with a smile: "Then I'm welcome." ”

When the shopkeeper's bag was handed out, the eighth master hurriedly continued.

Coming out of the dim sum shop, the eighth master led the horse and the fourth master to slowly walk back home.

"Fourth brother, how is Lord Feiyangu doing now?" He asked.

The fourth master shook his head and said, "I can't hold it for a few days." ”

"The fourth sister-in-law still doesn't know?" The eighth master asked.

"Where can I hide it?" As soon as the fourth master said this, his face became even worse.

The eighth master sighed, patted the fourth master's shoulder, and didn't know how to persuade him. This kind of thing has to be sad and sad for a while. The key is that the fourth sister-in-law is still pregnant, so she is afraid of hurting her body.

"Fourth brother, you have to pay attention to your body yourself." When he walked to the door of the mansion, the eighth master still opened his mouth.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine." The fourth master nodded, raised his feet and entered the gate of his house.

The eighth master handed over the horse to the slave at the door, and he went to Mao Tongtong with snacks.

Mao Tongtong also welcomed a guest today!

Wang was sitting at her with a smile, and asked the maid to bring a gift.

"When I learned that my sister was pregnant, my sister was happy for my sister."

Mao Tongtong looked at the fake smile on Wang's face, and couldn't help but feel sick.

"Wang, why are you acting? Aren't you tired? Mao Tongtong frowned.