In August and September, the waning moon was still in the sky in the morning, the sun was still only slightly showing a third of its face on the mountain, the streets were covered with mist, and the morning star was gradually receding.

Because He Xiaoqiao couldn't sleep one night and wanted to eat claypot rice, Lord Changning, who loved his wife like his life, firmly remembered this matter, and was busy tossing in the kitchen early in the morning, and the chef was full of aprons and white top hats ready to meet all the requirements of his daughter-in-law.

With the moody temper of a pregnant woman, if she didn't let him pick up stars in the sky, she was already compassionate, and the little thing of wanting to eat all kinds of things was not difficult for him, so he could find it, and if he couldn't find it, he would do it himself.

Prince Jiang said that he was also a person who mixed up in the rivers and lakes, who didn't run outside when he was young? It's just cooking, just watch and learn more, it's a piece of cake!

The claypot that was made overnight has been delivered, and the clay pot with a shallow bottom is covered with breathable sand holes, and the black glaze is shining. Brush the inside with a layer of oil, then add the white rice that has been soaked for more than two hours, add water, and then put it on the stove and simmer over low heat.

Bai Shou, who received the order, had already brought all the sausages and bacon that had been marinated and dried in the house last month, and was now working hard at the kitchen door to wash all kinds of vegetables and fruits that would be used later.

In the kitchen, Jiang Fenghao calmly handled the preserved fish from the imperial dining room, and the kitchen knife fell on the cutting board, making regular aggressive sounds from time to time, and it sounded quite stylish.

The master and servant are completely familiar with these things, and they have no sense of the traditional 'gentleman cooking'.

Jiang Fenghao is a person who never pays attention to those red tapes, and when he is happy, he loves as he is; Bai Shou was used to enslavement when he was a bodyguard for He Xiaoqiao, and every time she cooked, she would specially prepare a dessert for him as a reward, and over time, the equation of washing dishes and brushing the pot = having food was so firmly engraved in his mind, and he naturally did not have the slightest aversion to cooking, on the contrary, he was very happy.

After processing the bacon fish, take out the mushrooms that have been soaked and draw the cross knife flower on the umbrella cover, blanch the water and put it aside for later use, and then cut the cleaned bacon and sausage into slices with a uniform oblique knife, and the casserole on the stove has begun to bubble.

Not afraid of being hot, he opened the lid of the casserole with his hand, estimating that the rice inside should be seven ripe, Jiang Fenghao quickly threw the cut cured meat and shiitake mushrooms on the uncooked rice, and deliberately took the chopsticks to pose a crooked shape, and then re-closed the lid with satisfaction.

The fresh rape is washed and blanched with hot water, mixed with a little salt and sesame oil to taste, which not only maintains the original taste and crisp taste, but is not too bland, and is especially delicious with claypot rice.

When He Xiaoqiao was awakened by the aroma of rice and bacon, and followed the taste all the way to find it, Jiang Fenghao was holding a small bowl of sauce, three spoonfuls of soy sauce and a little chili sauce, and then some sesame oil, stirring and mixing well, and it was done.

Bai Shou was the first to find He Xiaoqiao, and while brushing the bowl with a cool face, he didn't forget to take the time to stand up and say hello, "Princess." ”

"Morning, white head." Early in the morning, someone cooked for him, He Xiaoqiao was in a good mood, and nodded at him with a smile.

Jiang Fenghao came out of the kitchen, stretched out his hand to help her, and habitually glanced at her towering belly, "Why don't you sleep for a while?" ”

"You're cooking here, the smell goes straight to my nose, it's weird that I can sleep." That being said, there was no displeasure at being woken up on his face, on the contrary, he was very happy, and slowly walked to the kitchen with his stomach in his hands.

At a glance, he found that it was the food he was thinking about, He Xiaoqiao almost jumped up with excitement, grabbed Jiang Fenghao's arm and was so happy that he couldn't find the north, and even his voice unconsciously rose several degrees, "Claypot rice!" You can actually make claypot rice! ”

Jiang Fenghao shook his head extremely chicly, raised his chin and gave a rather narcissistic smile, "Of course, the husband is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, and he is known as the most beautiful man in the capital who is an all-round master and a master!" ”

"Listen to you blowing!" He Xiaoqiao rolled his eyes, but the next second he was smiling, still amused.

Jiang Fenghao looked at the casserole on the stove, and took He Xiaoqiao outside, "It's almost ready, you go outside first and wait, the smoke here is heavy, don't smoke it." ”

"I wasn't cooking before, I'm used to it." He Xiaoqiao muttered twice, and kept looking back, he hadn't cooked for a long time, and he felt his hands itch when he looked at those cooking utensils, "I'm not so delicate." ”

Jiang Fenghao laughed, "But in the heart of a husband, the lady is the most delicate." He didn't want her to suffer here in the smoke and fire.

He Xiaoqiao's old face turned red, this guy is really getting more and more flamboyant!

"Okay, then I won't go in." The kitchen was really stuffy, and for the sake of the two pieces of meat in her stomach, she had to compromise first, "You remember to pour some peanut oil on the edge of the pot later, and you need each one, so that you can take out the whole piece of the pot when the time comes." ”

The bottom of the pot is where all the essence is gathered, the golden pot is fragrant and crispy, and the taste is deep and varied, it is better than any snack, and the burnt flavor is the most irresistible.

Thinking of this, He Xiaoqiao couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and looked at Jiang Fenghao expectantly.

The latter grinned, reached out and stroked a handful on her hairy head, and moved a stool for her to sit outside, "The husband knows what to do, and the lady just waits for the food." As he spoke, he squeezed his eyebrows at her with his signature dimples, "I promise I won't let you down." ”

He Xiaoqiao looked back, and saw that Bai Shou had turned his back and continued to do his own thing with great interest, reached out to pick up Jiang Fenghao's chin, raised his head and gnawed on his lips, "Then you go quickly, your wife is waiting here." ”

After receiving the reward, Jiang Fenghao immediately turned around with a smile and went to work.

According to He Xiaoqiao's request, he poured peanut oil, simmered for a period of time, and waited until the taste of the bacon almost seeped into the rice, then opened the lid and poured the prepared sauce on the rice.

After a squeak, the flavors of bacon and sauce were fully activated.

He Xiaoqiao took a deep breath, almost feeling that his saliva was about to flood out in the next second.

Jiang Fenghao wanted to laugh when he saw her constantly smashing her mouth, quickly extinguished the fire, put on a few chopsticks of bright green hot vegetables, and directly served the casserole to the table, He Xiaoqiao couldn't stop it if he wanted to.

I only heard the stinging sound, and as soon as the bottom of the pot touched the tabletop, a circle of charred black soon came out on it.

Jiang Fenghao was dumbfounded.

He Xiaoqiao burst out laughing, and teased with crooked eyebrows, "Fortunately, it didn't fall on people, otherwise the meat would have been scalded." ”

Jiang Fenghao shrugged his shoulders, cheekily didn't hear it, and directly stuffed the chopsticks and soup spoon into her hands, "Come, how about trying it?" ”

He Xiaoqiao took the chopsticks, habitually stirred the bacon and rice evenly, and then scooped up a spoonful of rice under Jiang Fenghao's gaze, blew it cold and put it in his mouth.

The flavor of the bacon has completely penetrated into the rice, and the crystal rice has a Q-elastic texture, mixed with the unique salty aroma and slightly sweetness of the sausage, and the flavor of the sauce blooms and intertwines on the tip of the tongue, fat but not greasy, warm and delicious.

It's really fragrant and has an endless aftertaste.

"Delicious!"

He Xiaoqiao ate several mouthfuls before stopping, took a breath, and gave him two thumbs up without hesitation.

Just after hearing her say it once, she can actually write down the specific method of claypot rice, and what is even more rare is that the finished product tastes good, the heat is controlled in place, and there is no blackened bottom of the pot at all.

I have to say that this guy's talent in cooking is really frighteningly high.

"I just said I wouldn't disappoint the lady, right?"

Jiang Fenghao didn't want to be proud, so he almost didn't his tail and show off his peacock everywhere.

"Good, good, very good!" For this kind of willingness to cook for his wife, He Xiaoqiao is 100% in agreement and encouragement, and while he is busy eating, he has to make two more suggestions, "I want to eat garlic noodle soup for my wife tomorrow night, I wonder if my dear Xianggong is interested in challenging it?" ”

"No problem, it's on your husband!" Jiang Fenghao was so happy that he didn't hesitate to deal with it.

He Xiaoqiao smiled and narrowed his eyes, scooped up a spoonful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth, and praised him again, "Xianggong is really amazing!" ”

Jiang Fenghao was even more proud.

Even though he watched their husband and wife show their affection every day, Bai Shou still felt that the situation in front of him was numb, so he went to the kitchen to serve a meal, and then collected some pastries and desserts and the like, and packed them together and went to the other side of the peach forest.

In addition to the cured claypot rice, Jiang Fenghao also boiled a pot of thick white radish shredded crucian carp soup, which is said to have been learned from the imperial chef in the palace, and drinking more is beneficial to the body of pregnant women.

He Xiaoqiao drank two bowls of shame, and in the end, the rest were handed over to Jiang Fenghao to solve all of them, anyway, he had a big appetite, and no matter how many things he could, he could stuff them in.

After breakfast, the husband and wife went for a walk in the peach forest to eat.

At the same time, unlike the quiet and harmony of the Nuanchun Pavilion, the Prime Minister's Mansion outside the Imperial City was in chaos.

Shangguan Yun was lying on the bed with a pale face, there was a puddle of filth spit out next to the bed, and someone next to him seemed to be shouting his name loudly, but unfortunately he couldn't see who the person who spoke at all, he only felt that his ears were buzzing, and his brain hurt like pins and needles.

Although it was August, when the autumn was crisp, he seemed to have just been fished out of the water, and his middle coat was soaked with cold sweat.

Shangguan Xinghe was so anxious that his eyes fell on the old doctor who was checking his pulse, and asked eagerly, "Mr. Guo, what happened to Yun'er?" ”

The old doctor surnamed Guo frowned two long eyebrows, shook his head when he heard the words, put Shangguan Yun's hand back, got up and said to Shangguan Xinghe, "The old man can't do anything, my lord's illness this time is dangerous, and ordinary medicine can no longer suppress the spread of the disease." The only way to do this is to rely on the adults themselves to get through it. ”

"What?" Shangguan Xinghe's eyes widened, and his hoarse voice suddenly became sharp, "There is no way?" ”

Old Doctor Guo nodded heavily, and his face was not very good-looking, "Later, the old man will administer needles to the adults to make him feel better, but this method is also a symptom rather than a cure after all." If you want to cure it, you should find a ghost doctor as soon as possible. ”

When Shangguan Xinghe heard this, he calmed down a little and arched his hand at him, "In this way, there will be Dr. Lao Guo first." I'll find someone to arrange for a ghost doctor right away. ”

Doctor Guo nodded, and after returning the salute, he took the silver needle from the medicine box, and turned around to give Shangguan Yun the needle to relieve the pain.

Shangguan Xinghe took a deep breath, walked out of the room with a gloomy face, and ordered the black-clothed man who followed behind him without looking back, "No matter what method you use, immediately get Tong Tianxiao's father and son back for me!" ”

Yucheng is only so big, where the hell is the damn ghost doctor hiding?!