Chapter 102: Rouge Goose Breast
According to the previous simulation, this physical evidence is comparable to a hot potato. If you keep it in your own hands, you will probably be easily discovered.
However, Murong Linshen had just warned her last time, so she didn't even dare to send the crystal dumplings.
Alas, it's better to show less of your face during the Celestia holiday.
At present, if you want to send things to Luo Concubine, you can only use the most simple way.
After putting away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, Linlang boiled a pot of osmanthus mung bean puree overnight, and after cooling it to make sure it wouldn't burn things, she wrapped the notes in it.
With the model of the jade rabbit in the moon, a whole large box was printed.
It's not yet the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it's obviously the style of mooncakes, which is a little strange but not enough to make people think of anything.
There's a rabbit in the moon and something in the mung bean cake...... Concubine Luo is a careful person, and this just right amount of quirkiness is enough for her to understand.
But fortunately, since she copied the Nanhua Sutra that day, the Queen Mother often asked her to copy the scriptures, and the set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone was simply left in her hands in the end.
Otherwise, she really didn't have the tools to copy and paste multiple slips of paper.
At this point, the day is almost dawn.
So Linlang simply didn't go back, and took a pot of goose meat prepared in advance.
Take the goose leg and breast, marinate it with salt, peppercorns, red yeast rice, etc.
Then she lay down on the pile of wood next to her and slept with her clothes.
Together, the sound of footsteps and talking was heard outside.
"Linlang, what new dishes have you developed?"
The palace maid led by her was dressed in bright orange, and her appearance was delicate, which was a rare and good color in the Queen Mother's palace.
It is said that at first, it came out of the Huanyi Bureau, and later because of her articulate side dishes, she was promoted all the way to being favored by Aunt Gui and transferred to the Queen Mother as a first-class palace maid.
"Sister Punchline."
Linlang is wrapping the rouge goose meat that was marinated last night, wrapping it in gauze and tying cotton thread, and planning to hang it in a cool place to dry.
When it's time to eat, steam or boil the slices. The color is like a red apricot, fat but not greasy, salty and delicious.
"It's just goose breasts."
"This color of dried meat is fresh, who else could have imagined, no wonder the Queen Mother and Vice President Tang like you." Punchline smiled and patted her on the shoulder, then turned to look away.
"Which palace master made this box of pastries, and asked you to make it?"
Her gaze suddenly turned to the box of mung bean cakes on the table, and she was about to reach out and open it.
"Sister Punchline." Linlang lowered her long eyelashes and suddenly spoke.
"That's what the eldest duke eats, and my sister also knows, the eldest princess is sick, and the emperor has been visiting her a lot recently...... This box of pastries was specially ordered by Concubine Luo. ”
That's the end of her story.
put all the characters together, but leave room for each other's imagination.
In the end, it was Luo Concubine who ordered it, or the emperor's favorite daughter and asked Luo Concubine to find someone to do it.
I don't know......
The punchy word was immediately paused, and then retracted with some stumbling eyes.
"Linlang, you see that you are serving so many masters alone, and you can't turn around, and it hurts to see me tired for you."
"So if there is an errand outside in the future, you don't take over the Queen Mother's meal, and leave it to me to share it for you."
Linlang didn't raise his head, only cleaned up the stove and kitchen utensils, and washed his hands.
"Before I do things for those masters, I first have to be the palace maid of Shoukang Palace, and the queen mother is my master, how can there be slaves and maids who don't serve the master?"
The words were choked and the witty words were speechless.
She went out with a small basket.