Chapter 230: Mutton Cooker

When Lin Wanyi came to his senses on the second day, it was another sun-dried three poles.

She was so ashamed that she didn't know how to go out, and she wished that she would cover it tightly with a brocade quilt.

But how could the emperor let her go.

The warm body hugged her all at once, and then said in a good mood.

"Get up, but do you want them to bathe you?"

She didn't want Cheyenne to see these marks on her body, so she shook her head like a rattle.

The Emperor couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you afraid of, if they see it, they are afraid that they will be happy that I am the only favor of you."

It's about the end of the year, and it's a rare few days of relaxation.

Therefore, the emperor of these two days is not at all as stable and inscrutable as before.

All day long, I either thought about eating and drinking, or thinking about how to toss her.

Lin Wanyi now feels that this "exclusive holy grace" is really inappropriate, and it is still as good as before.

After all, this tender grass still needs to be dormant in winter.

Otherwise, if it continues like this every day, I am afraid that I will not be able to see the first sun of spring.

It's just that she's not stupid, and when she says this kind of thing at this time, it's just stirring up.

So he shut up and pointed to the clothes beside the bed.

That means for a reason.

"You want me to dress you?"

"The concubine has no strength."

The emperor looked at her dotingly, not to mention anything else, this originally white and tender lovely child was tossed by him......

How to say it, some "broken".

So he kindly agreed to the matter, but he didn't expect that this person couldn't retreat again and again.

Otherwise, good habits will be formed.

For example, since then, Lin Wanyi's clothes have basically been served by the emperor himself.

It was only after a few years that the emperor reacted to his grievances.

It's a pity that this has been a habit for many years, how can it be changed?

The first night she was humming and scolding, and the next day she was dressed and served.

Everything becomes natural and deserved.

Not long after I got up and washed, the mutton cooking pot from the imperial dining room was delivered.

The first thing to do is naturally to go into the kitchenette.

Chunqi had never seen it before, so he was particularly curious.

The people who pulled the imperial dining room left and right asked carefully.

Several brass pots of different sizes were sent this time, and Chunqi only learned after asking that they could be eaten separately and combined.

Since the emperor is here, it is better to share the food.

So the charcoal stove the size of a copper pot burned silver filament charcoal.

The copper pot is added to the clear soup prepared in advance, which looks unremarkable, but Chunqi only tasted it lightly, and felt that it was extremely delicious.

"This lamb was deliberately frozen for an hour, so the thin slices cut are just right."

Fat and thin, moderately thick.

I saw that the person in the imperial dining room picked up the chopsticks and twisted a piece and put it in the copper pot and soaked it a few times, and the meat changed color.

Then he took out some sauce and said to Chunqi.

"Girl, try it, this cooking pot is a must in the palace, and His Majesty loves to eat it very much. If you learn it, it will be very convenient to make it for the little master to eat in the future. ”

People know that Chunqi's craftsmanship is extraordinary.

And when she asks her for advice on weekdays, she never hesitates to say some of her cooking tips.

Therefore, the people in the imperial dining room have a sense of pity for Chunqi.

Lamb in the mouth, with a sauce aroma.

I thought it would be a little hot, but I didn't expect the sauce to neutralize a lot of piping hot.

In my mouth, I only feel the aroma of mutton mixed with sauce.

It's amazing to eat this on a winter day.

Chunqi is well versed in the way of cooking, and one pass is all the way.

Soon a myriad of ideas came to mind.

"This mutton cooking pot tastes really good, when I think about it carefully, there must be other ways to eat it!"

The people in the imperial dining room are happy, and they never doubt Chunqi's craftsmanship.

When she's done with it, they'll come back to the teacher.

After sorting out the vegetables and mutton, the cooking pot was sent to the main house.

Sure enough, when the lid was lifted, the fragrance wafted all over the room.

Even the second princess, who was eating rice paste, was hooked and screamed.

That means to be alive is to ask, why is this thing so fragrant?

Lin Wanyi stepped forward and was also very curious about this cooking pot.

But after looking at it, I quickly understood how to eat it.

Then he commanded.

"The second prince should take a few steps back, and let Mama Du take care of it before giving it to you. Otherwise, if the carbon falls on the body, it will be terrible. ”

The emperor thought that he used this charcoal stove and copper pot in winter, and it was comfortable to eat.

But he forgot that the second prince was still young.

If you are not careful, it can easily cause danger.

was reminded by Lin Wanyi like this, but she quickly reacted.

There was a faint sense of self-blame on his face, which was noticed by Lin Wanyi.

After thinking about it, I came up with a compromise solution.

"The concubine has seen a kind of table among the people, which can be hollowed out and placed in a charcoal basin underneath, and when the time comes, the inner court can learn to make one, and put this carbon stove in it, and the copper pot is flush with the table, so it will be safer."

Hearing her words, the emperor was also a little curious.

looked at Lin Wanyi intently.

It occurred to her that her father was just going to do some weird handiwork.

So I was relieved of her wonderful thoughts.

So he commanded.

"Well, go back and tell Qin An that you will order him to do it."

Then he said to the second prince.

"Lin Niangniang is right, you better stand back and eat, next time when the table is ready, you will serve it again."

The second prince nodded.

He is not stupid, and he understands that everyone is doing it for his good.

Besides, Mama Du is fast, isn't it better for him to eat ready-made?

So I looked at Mama Du expectantly, and when her hand rose and fell, a piece of mutton was ready.

When he opened his mouth to eat it, he realized why his father had never forgotten this thing.

It's really comforting.

The kind of comfort from head to toe.

Lin Wanyi also thinks so.

Therefore, she is a person who does not like to eat mutton very much, and she has a lot of stomach.

After a feast, an overabundance of satiety ensues.

She muttered a few words.

"If you don't move to eat and drink like this, I'm afraid the concubine's clothes for the next year will have to be redone."

The Emperor looked her up and down.

Then he said.

"Well, remember to relax more at the waist, otherwise your stomach will be stiff and uncomfortable."

Lin Wanyi was speechless for a while.

What she said was that she was afraid that she would gain weight, but this emperor would think about it.

Let's hope she is pregnant, say this so early!

However, this reminded her!

There have been too many times of messing around in the past few days, and the emperor is inseparable from her.

If she had accidentally had it, she wouldn't have been prepared at all.

So he hurriedly glanced at Cheyenne, and his hand fell on his lower abdomen, which meant self-evident.

Cheyenne nodded without a trace, revealing a reassuring look.

(End of chapter)