In fact, there is no need to wait for large-scale production, and the emperor has already paid attention to it.

Xiao Nianweaving's side, the first piece of glass was successfully made, so he had to report to the palace.

After all, after occupying the official kiln for such a long time, you have to come up with some results.

Therefore, that night, this piece of glass was sent to the palace, and in order to protect its safety, Yan Xingxuan personally returned to the palace.

Yan Changxia didn't mean to follow the past, for fear of being caught by her mother and having to go back to the house to learn the rules, but she finally asked her father to agree to her leaving the house, and she hadn't had fun yet, how could she be willing to go back?

As for Wei Zhiqiu......

Well, it's a rare discovery of conscience, thinking that after being out for so long, I really should go back to see my mother.

So, after thinking about it, they took Yan Xingxuan's carriage and walked back together.

However, Wei Zhiqiu didn't need to go into the city, and the eldest princess was still in Changqingguan outside the city recently, so she got off halfway.

The little girl didn't let Yan Xingxuan prepare a carriage for herself, and she went back all the way.

As a result, after she went back, she heard two little Taoist children tell her, "The real person had something to do yesterday and never returned."

The real person is talking about the eldest princess, who has been practicing in the temple for many years, regardless of whether she is serious or not, she also has some status.

Therefore, Xiaodao Tong is respectfully called: real person.

As soon as he heard that his mother was not there, Wei Zhiqiu began to regret coming back.

However, I came back and didn't bother to toss back.

She decided to stay at the Taoist temple for one night and then go back.

On the side of the official kiln, Xiao Nianzhi and Yan Changxia are left.

The two of them didn't eat a big pot of rice at night, but chose to ......

Open a small stove.

Yan Changxia was sensible and reluctant to toss Xiao Nianzhi, but the ratio and temperature of the glass were finally fine, which made Xiao Nianzhi breathe a long sigh of relief.

That's it, isn't it worth celebrating?

Although it won't be a big fanfare and just open a table, it's not a problem to open a small stove, right?

Before Yan Xingxuan left, he left two guards to protect Xiao Nianzhi's safety.

Yan Changxia also brought red candles and red frost, if you want ingredients or something, you can find them.

Xiao Nianzhi wasn't going to make it particularly complicated, she was going to make some egg scones, and a few people would eat a simple bite.

Of course, the egg scones are also divided into a basic version, as well as a high-end version.

As for what to add to the high-spec version?

It still depends on what the individual likes.

"Chicken, chicken can be added."

"Think about it, this intestine, is it called intestine, add two pieces."

"Wow wow, the mushrooms look good."

At the beginning, Xiao Nianweaving was spreading cakes, and then looking at the ordinary cakes, suddenly they were crispy, and there was still space in the middle.

Gently pick up a small opening, and an egg can easily fall down the hole and spread directly into the inside of the cake.

Then Xiao Nianweaving made a neat flip, the cake turned over, and then spread, and the egg was flattened, slowly turning from a flowing liquid into a delicious solid.

Yan Changxia watched from the side, his eyes were about to straighten: "Ah, this is like a trick!"

"Wow wow, this is the beginning of shabu-shabu?"

Before officially starting to spread egg scones, Xiao Nianzhi also did a lot of preparation for the ingredients.

Cut the chicken thighs into small cubes and fry them until they are crispy and delicious, and then they can be served together in a pancake.

After the mushrooms have been blanched, add seasonings and mix them slightly, and after the flavor is absorbed, you can also put in a small amount.

After the hind leg meat is chopped, seasoned, steamed in the pot, and then made into a luncheon sausage, you can cut it into two slices if you need it, fry it slightly in the pot, and then put it in the egg scramble......

Well, just think about it, it's twice as delicious!

Together, with the help of red candles and red frost, the egg scones come out quickly.

As the fragrance slowly drifted out, Yan Changxia's curiosity was finally suppressed

went on.

Because......

She was hungry.

She wasn't the only one who was hungry.

Not far away, there were other artisan guards who had already eaten dinner.

"Again?"

"Didn't you enter the palace?"

"I didn't all leave, and there were two left."

"Who?"

"I heard that it's the county lord and the village lord."

"Hey, I can't afford to ask anyone, and I don't dare to ask, so why is it so fragrant?"

"I smell eggs and meat, and I can't afford to eat them if I ask."

The daily income of an ordinary craftsman is just like that, slightly better than the long-term workers in the farmland, but it is not much, and he has to feed the family.

Therefore, it is impossible to see oil and water every day, and eat it once every ten days and half a month, even if it is to improve the food.

Even so, their lives are actually much better than those of ordinary farmers.

The income of senior craftsmen is naturally much higher, and their lives are more affluent.

But eating meat and eggs every day?

That's not realistic either.

Therefore, at this time, gluttony can only be gluttony.

The children of each family screamed nonsense, and the parents couldn't take care of themselves, so they hurriedly came over and covered the children's mouths.

This is not the neighbor's meat, they are hungry for a while, make a fuss, and it will not hinder anything.

There are two nobles who are busy working over there, and neither of them can afford to offend.

It would not be good for the nobles to hear their children screaming.

So, cover it!.

The first cake of Xiao Nian's weaving stall was naturally for Yan Changxia.

The little girl added all the ingredients, but fortunately, Xiao Nian's cake stall was bigger, and no matter how small it was, it couldn't contain Yan Changxia's little greed.

Looking at the rolled up particularly large cake, which had been put into a plate and handed to him, Yan Changxia was happy, and directly came to a seal applause: "Wow, wow, wow, alright!"

The little girl Huanhuan Doudou took the plate to the table on the side, and Xiao Nianzhi began to spread the second one.

She was not in a hurry to eat, but spread them with red candles first.

Red Candle They are embarrassed, but they haven't learned it for the time being, mainly because of the pie, no technology, I really can't get it.

So, even if two people watch it for most of the day, they even write down the ingredients of the luncheon meat, and then try it to make it, but this cake ......

I still haven't learned how to tune it.

So, forget it, wait until you eat, and then learn later.

While they were happily enjoying the egg scones, Yan Xingxuan was in the Taiji Hall where His Majesty worked every day.

In addition to him, there are also the lords who were summoned into the palace by His Majesty before the palace gate was locked.

A few Shangshu, as well as other officials, were originally on duty, and were about to have a leisurely tea and dinner, but His Majesty sent someone.

One by one, they hurriedly changed their official uniforms, tidied up again, and they didn't have time to eat, so they temporarily put on two convenient cakes, nibbled on the way, and hurriedly entered the palace.

The adults don't know what happened to this temporary palace.

Could it be that the war at the northwest border pass is unfavorable?

However, didn't General Guo survive the dangerous period and kill two enemy generals in a row?

This is......

Hurt again?

Or maybe it's not going well on Zhen Dongwei's side?

It shouldn't be, just Zhao Bin, the god of killing, if he says this, does he believe it himself?

So, what is it?

While the officials were nervous, they did not forget to urge the coachman: "Hurry up, hurry up."

Their thoughts are very consistent at this time: it is better to arrive early than to be late!

In case Your Majesty is in a bad mood, then they probably won't even be able to enter the inner sanctum, and they have to stand outside for a night, which is all good treatment.

Your Majesty really has a seizure, and it is possible to kneel all night.

What do you say?

They are senior members of the DPRK and the Central Committee, and His Majesty will save face to some extent.

Officials:.

Scold.