The old hermit drank porridge and ate radish cake, his heart was delicious, there were many delicacies in the palace, and he didn't go up after drinking too much wine, and he wanted to have two or two small wines for breakfast, and his heart was beautiful, and he hummed a little song in his mouth. Please search (product & book ¥ net) to see the most complete! The fastest update

When Mingcheng came to greet his husband, he saw the old hermit knocking on the edge of the cup with a pair of chopsticks in his hand, singing while knocking, singing two sentences and then taking a sip of porridge, while the scholar was stuffing buns into his mouth one by one.

Mingcheng stood beside the old hermit for a while, his little brows furrowed, and he saw that the old hermit hadn't finished eating for a while, and the more the song was sung, the more out of tune, and in the end, it simply made a 'hum' sound.

Ming Cheng said: "Sir, you don't have to hold on. ”

The old hermit took a bite of jujube cake into his mouth, and was about to swallow it, but he wanted to refute that he didn't eat much, and when he opened his mouth, he was choked by the jujube cake, Mingcheng handed the water and patted his back, and after a long time, he smoothed the jujube cake, pointed at Mingcheng and said: "You are an unscrupulous person, you want to choke my old man?" ”

Mingcheng took a step back weakly, so as not to be sprayed with jujube cake, and then said respectfully: "Mingcheng just wants to tell Mr. that for lunch, the master will cook it herself, and she will make a full-scale banquet famous in the capital......"

When the old hermit heard this, he hurriedly put down the pastries in his hand and sat down, but he smiled obscenely, "Mingcheng, go back and tell your master, my old man is very easy to deal with, and I don't have to spend too much money, so I will pick dragon boat fish, slippery shellfish balls, quail stewed in sauce, oyster sauce beef tenderloin, duck paw in Sichuan sauce, roast chicken in imperial cuisine, grilled fish fan, jade rabbit cabbage, and Sixi dumplings...... These are casually come, and the rest is let her look at the arrangement, and it doesn't take too much, and it's almost the same for a hundred or ten things per meal. ”

Mingcheng was dizzy when he listened, are the names of these dishes still random? Every hundred or so meals are not afraid of breaking the belly, is it possible that Mr. came to Ningyuan Wangfu to eat a big family?

However, Shi Niang has said that Mr. is actually a foodie who is named Suoji, and if he really puts those things in front of him, he may not recognize them, what Shi Niang does is what it is, so he will not be embarrassed to make this microphone, and it is more distressing to let Shi Niang break the money than to let him break the money himself.

The teacher entertained Mr., wasn't it for him? Similarly, in Mingcheng's heart, Mr. is an outsider who teaches him knowledge, and Shiniang's family is a relative, and Mingcheng, who has developed into a small wealth fan, is naturally not willing to spend his own money to entertain others.

Anyway, what Mr. eats in his mouth is fragrant, and he has to remind his wife, don't feed Mr. 's mouth, and keep a hand for anything delicious, otherwise it will be his own silver that will suffer.

Ming Cheng agreed, and hopped away, and the old hermit began to imagine the richness of the lunch, and one by one, the delicacies that he had only heard of and had not tasted were floating in front of him.

According to what the prince said yesterday, because he came in a hurry, the preparation was not sufficient, such a sumptuous lunch was already simple, and the princess began to be busy this morning, how rich is this lunch? It's a pity that time flies too slowly, when will it be lunch time?

When Mingcheng came over, Ling Xiaorou was taking the maids to prepare in the kitchen, and all the ingredients were placed on the table, just waiting to be washed, cut, and matched, when she saw that Mingcheng, who had just invited herself to go to class, came over again, and asked, "Mingcheng, isn't it time to go to class at this time?" Why is it coming again? ”

Mingcheng ran to Ling Xiaorou's side, Ling Xiaorou picked up a piece of rock sugar walnut and stuffed it into Mingcheng's mouth, children, they always love to eat something sweet.

After Mingcheng ate the walnuts, he said seriously: "Master, Mr. at noon said not to make too much, he is old, and he can't eat much." ”

Ling Xiaorou thought of yesterday's meal, and she didn't think that this was an amount that an older person couldn't eat, and besides, could such words be what that obscene old man said?

But since Mingcheng came over to pass the word, Ling Xiaorou nodded in response, and after Mingcheng left satisfied, she called the maid to go over and inquire.

When the maid came back, she learned the original words of the old hermit and Mingcheng from Ling Xiaorou, Ling Xiaorou secretly laughed, Mingcheng This child is really a good child of the Gu family.

Although happy, you can't disappoint the old hermit too much, right? Of course, it can't make Mingcheng feel that his words are not taken seriously, Ling Xiaorou thought about it and finally let the people in the kitchen get busy, since Mingcheng means thrifty, she simply asked people to get more carvings, and when the lunch is finished, the meal can still be used, and it can be used for several days after soaking in water.

There are carvings to occupy space on the plate, and every ingredient can be less, a spoonful is just right, and then a big plate is loaded, even if you come to a hundred or so, you can't use many ingredients.

This busy work came to noon, and while Mr. was teaching Mingcheng and the scholar to read, his heart was about to fly out.

In his position, not far from the lo-mei workshop and the wine workshop, there is a fragrant smell of braised meat everywhere, and there are bursts of wine fragrance, how can he still have the heart to teach?

It wasn't until the servant came over to ask if he could have lunch that the gentleman pretended to be reserved and put the book on the table, "Why is it lunch time?" This morning of reading, unconsciously at this time. ”

Mingcheng and the scholar both looked up at the sky, who was scratching their ears and cheeks like a monkey and couldn't sit still?

Mr. walked out with square steps, came to the dining room and saw a table full of big plates, the plate was filled with a full, exquisite carvings as if carved with jade, not to mention how good-looking, more and more the food on the plate was delicious and extraordinary, but unfortunately in addition to the big carvings in each plate, what can really be eaten is about a spoonful, and it is less to see.

But one plate looks less, dozens of plates put together a little more, the old hermit sat down at the table, and immediately a maid stepped forward to give him a dish, just a glance, the old hermit waved his hand to let people go down, the maid has grown like this, how can he still be in the mood to eat?

Since yesterday when he arrived at the palace, the old hermit has never seen a beauty, and he recognized it before he was an ugly girl in his wooden house, but when he arrived at the palace, his eyes were full of ugly girls, and he felt that the princess was really a master, and she was a beauty in the whole palace, and she was still afraid that the prince would eat the grass next to the nest?

But he didn't know that those beautiful maids had the words of the princess long before he entered the palace, and the palace wanted to live in a lustful old man, so that they would have nothing to do and sway to the door of the mansion, so as not to be favored by the old man.

After a few days, a wall will be built here to separate the old man's residence from the palace, and then they will not be afraid to come back here.

The princess's words naturally can't help but listen, and besides, in addition to the monthly monthly salary, the maids in the palace also earn a lot of money by helping in the workshop, which is better than the life of ordinary small rich families, and such a comfortable day is much better than relying on men, as long as it is not too much to think about, the maids in the palace really don't want to talk to an old man.

Therefore, those who can hang out in front of the old hermit, except for the man, think that they are ugly and will not be looked down upon by the old man, which makes the old hermit upset King Ningyuan.

Such a big King Ning Yuan, is he afraid of his wife?

The old hermit himself held a bowl with chopsticks, and walked around the table, tasting every dish, and pulling the one he liked into his bowl.

The little clerk followed the old hermit around, he didn't pick, as long as it was edible, he pulled it into the bowl, and his mouth was always full, and only Mingcheng sat at the table and the maid helped the cloth vegetables.

He is so small that he can't even reach the table, and if he walks around the table by himself, he is really stupid.

Mingcheng was accustomed to eating the food of the palace, and he was much more reserved than the old hermit and the scholar, so he only ate a small bowl of rice and stopped eating, sitting at the table while drinking sweet soup while watching the old hermit take the scholar to work around the table.

Although there are a lot of dishes, but in addition to the carving of turnips, there is not much waste, sure enough, Shi Niang listened to his words, this feeling of being recognized by adults made Ming Cheng very happy in his heart, and he made up his mind to come up with various ways to save money for Shi Niang.

The old hermit drank a pot of wine at noon, and was a little drunk during the lecture in the afternoon, and the whole person was fluttering, and when he finished speaking, he simply lay on the table and snored.

The clerk hid a few pieces of glutinous rice cakes, took them out and nibbled on them in small bites, and did not forget to stuff Mingcheng with a bite from time to time.

Mingcheng chewed the taste was good, but it was not the taste he loved, and it was time to get out of school, and when he saw that Mr. was sleeping on the table, he took the booklet and packed up the books.

At this time, it was the time for the old lady to have lunch, and she might be able to let the scholar have a meal if she rushed over. Although Mingcheng thinks it's not good for the scholar to eat too much, who makes him love to eat so much, it's a big deal to eat less at night.

When I arrived at the old lady's place, I really caught up with the old lady to eat, Ling Xiaorou was by the side, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of ordinary people had to wait on the side when they ate, and the old lady felt sorry for Ling Xiaorou so she asked the maid to wait, and it would be good for her to come and talk to her when she was free.

Seeing Mingcheng and the scholar coming, the old lady beckoned them to eat a few bites on the table, Mingcheng sat next to the old lady and only picked up a few fruits to eat, and the scholar did not refuse to come, and the things that the maid brought over were sent to her mouth.

After eating, she thanked the old lady, in fact, Ling Xiaorou had already been scared, this child's way of eating made her think of Qu Hongze, a child who was only a teenager, don't look like that.

Fortunately, the old lady's diet is light, and if she eats too much, she will support her stomach at most, and she is not afraid of growing too scary.

The old lady was worried that the scholar would not be able to eat enough for lunch, and said that she would come over to accompany her to eat in the afternoon, and nodded the scholar beautifully, sure enough, Mr. said well, anything to eat in the palace is delicious, although the dishes here of the old lady are not as good as those eaten at noon, but in addition to the fancy, the dishes here of the old lady are all made of enough materials, even if it is light and light, it is also delicious and fragrant, and after eating, drink a cup of sweet and sweet flower and fruit tea, the days are really beautiful and make him want to stay in time.