In order to find Chenxiang, Yuanxi also tossed for half the night, and did not return to the house until dawn, hastily freshened up, and then lay down to sleep. Rong Zhan couldn't sleep, and today the emperor called the early dynasty, and he didn't leave the palace. Leaving the capital is a matter of the past few days, the emperor must have a few words, and Rong Zhan has breakfast in the queen's palace.

For breakfast, there was a bowl of red rice with tomato sauce, fine pork bones with corn kernels, diced cucumbers, and diced sour bamboo shoots, which were fried sweet and sour, very appetizing, Rong Zhan called Qin Shun to his side: "You go to the dining room and ask, see who made this, and then ask him how to do it, and go back and ask the cook to make this for the princess." ”

Qin Shun went to the dining room to inquire, but no one dared to respond, Qin Shun was inexplicable, why, the meal sent to the prince turned out to be ownerless?

The lack of owner of the dish is a big dereliction of duty in the imperial dining room, in case the rice is poisonous, how many people will be implicated in this string?

Zhangshan was scared into a cold sweat, the so-called ketchup poured red rice, he was greedy for a while, and used the leftovers of the dining room to fry himself a bowl. I don't know which one didn't open his eyes, so he took advantage of his turn to bring the bowl of rice to the prince. His mind is turning upside down at this moment, and he doesn't know what will happen. Qin Shunlai asked, where did he have the courage to agree?

Qin Shun frowned: "Could it be that someone wants to harm the prince?"

Qin Shun said, turned around and left, the palm meal hurriedly grabbed Qin Shun, and knelt down with a puff: "General Qin, you leave a way for the villain to live! The villain deserves death, and he shouldn't have fried the bowl of rice greedily for a while, but the villain really didn't know who brought it to the prince, the villain was negligent for a while, and he abruptly surprised the prince, and begged General Qin to let the villain go!"

Qin Shun was happy, and picked him up: "You did it?"

Zhangshan was so frightened that he couldn't move in his mouth, and responded in a daze: "Yes." ”

Qin Shun smiled and slapped him twice on the shoulder: "Then why didn't you speak?"

Zhangshan looked at him stupidly: "Master Qin, it's good that you can give me a quasi-word, don't hang the villain." ”

This palm meal is one of the four big heads in the imperial dining room, on weekdays, he yells at the imperial chef under his hand, but today he was scared by Qin Shun and his legs were weak, and everyone also stood in the distance and sneered.

Qin Shun glanced at him, and suddenly wanted to tease him, so he twisted his eyebrows and said, "It's not good, the prince still wonders, why did he send such an indigestible gram for breakfast?"

Zhangshan's legs went limp, and his body was in a heap, and he almost fell to the ground.

Qin Shun helped him again: "It's really useless, scare you." ”

"Huh?" Zhangshan calmed down: "Master Qin, don't scare me." The villain is timid. ”

Qin Shun glanced at him sideways: "Yes, I can also see that the courage is not much greater than that of a chicken." Okay, I'm not going to tease you anymore. The prince ate the bowl of rice you made, and even said that it tasted good, and asked me to ask you how you made it, and went back to ask the cook to cook it for the princess to eat. ”

As soon as Zhangshan heard this, he first sighed, but immediately began to suspense again, the bowl of rice did not have a name, if the prince asked, how could he answer?

Sure enough, Qin Shun immediately asked, "Does that meal have a name?"

Zhangshan swallowed his saliva, the rice was just fried casually on his whim. He looked back at the raw rice in a purple clay pot on the pot table, and then turned to look at a young apprentice who got up in the morning and was in charge of cooking porridge. Damn, if it weren't for his master's diarrhea today, would he be able to boil a fragrant pot of rice into a sandwich of rice? If he didn't have this pot of raw rice, would he be able to make tomato sauce and red rice?

Without that bowl of rice, there would be no trouble here.

"Zhangshan, are you talking?" Qin Shun smiled, feeling that Zhangshan was like a fool.

"No, no name, it's a kind of food created by the villain, and I don't know what to call it yet. "The palm of the meal is busy making up a nonsense.

"Then, how do you do it?" Qin Shun took out a small stack of paper from his arms and handed it to the palm of the meal: "Just write down the cooking method for me." ”

If the prince knew that the rice was sandwiched, would he still want to stay in the imperial dining room?

"Why don't you write?" Qin Shun asked.

"Hmm...... General Qin, speaking of which, this is also a private dish of the villain, if the unique craftsmanship is given to others like this, then the villain is not ......" Zhang Shan smiled and said: "Or, or ask the prince to talk to the emperor and ask the villain to go out of the palace and cook a bowl for the princess in person?"

Qin Shun was stunned, he didn't expect that this palm meal was quite a chicken thief, so he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll ask the prince." ”

As soon as Qin Shun left, Zhangshan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and saw the lively imperial kitchen, and was angry: "Look at everything, don't hurry up and work!"

At noon, Nazhangshan received an order from the emperor, instructing him to go to the prince's mansion to make this bowl of fried rice for the princess. Received the waist card in and out of the palace gate, the palm meal was a little complacent, and a mistake of losing his head was prevaricated by his ingenuity, maybe he did it well, and he could be rewarded.

Won-hee didn't wake up until noon, and Mother Zhong served her a cup of warm water with honey to drink. In the past, drinking honey only felt sweet, but now when he eats it, he feels an indescribable taste, Wonxi took two sips, and felt a churning in his stomach, because he didn't eat breakfast, there was nothing in his stomach, so he held on to the bed and retched for a while.

Mother Zhong hurriedly put down the cup and smoothed her down: "Niangniang, the prince specially called the palm meal in the palace to cook a meal for you, do you want to get up and freshen up?"

"What about Your Highness?" Yuan Xi wiped the gastric juice from the corners of his lips with a handkerchief, feeling that his legs, feet and arms had no strength, and he was still a little numb.

"Your Highness retired from the court and was in the study, and when I saw that you were still asleep, I didn't let you be called. Mother Zhong gently lifted the curtain to let the sunlight in.

Yuan Xi rubbed his wrists, he had no strength, he had eaten too little these days. It feels like Wei Dongshu deliberately asked her to eat vegetarian food for several days in order to enter the palace that year, and she is top-heavy.

It's not that she doesn't want to eat, but no matter what she eats, she feels a strange taste in her mouth, and when she insists on swallowing it, she can't help but feel nauseous and nauseous. Listening to Zhong's mother, she was very happy, and she was pregnant with a boy.

Yuan Xi stood up on the bed, the dappled sunlight shining on his body, and his whole body was still warm.

Mother Zhong simply combed a near-cloud fragrant bun for her, inserted two Jiang Hua hostas obliquely, and piled up two light blue light yarns on top and bottom of the palace flowers. I didn't touch anything with lead powder lipstick, for fear of hurting the fetus.

"And where's the palm meal?"

"Oh, just prepare the ingredients in our yard kitchen. Mother Zhong helped Yuan Xi: "Niangniang, why don't we go to the pavilion outside to get some air?"

It's late autumn, and all the trees in the yard are gone, except for a few ivy vines. The pavilion is covered on all sides with small curtains woven of bamboo to shield from the wind and cold. Mother Zhong put a soft cushion on the stone pier and helped Yuan Xi sit down.

In addition to preparing fine ingredients, Zhangshan also shaved the yellow croaker, chopped it into minced meat, mixed it with white flour starch to knead the dough, and rolled out a bowl of fish noodles.

Mother Zhong was stunned: "Didn't you say that you cooked that?

Mother Zhong lowered her head and looked at the bowl of fish noodles for a long time, feeling that it looked a little ugly, and Mother Zhong flattened her mouth: "This smells very fragrant, why is it so ugly?"

"This thing looks ugly, but it tastes delicious. Zhangshan said with a smile: "Old mother, I just heard from the girl in your house that the princess's poor appetite is because she is happy." The meal that the villain fried for the prince in the morning was afraid that the workmanship was not fine, which made the princess lose her appetite. So the workmanship was a little more complicated at this time, and I was afraid that the princess would be hungry, so I cooked this first and gave it to the mother. ”

Mother Zhong smiled: "You are not stupid, the mother has a happy thing, even the emperor and queen don't know it, but let you, the monkey spirit, know." Mother Zhong pretended to murder him: "Don't talk nonsense when you go back to the palace, beware of pulling your tongue down." ”

Zhangshan has been in the palace for many years, and he has long known what the fate of chewing the master's tongue is, so he nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry, the villain doesn't dare." ”

Mother Zhong brought the bowl of noodles to Yuan Xi and said, "This is just made by the palm meal, I'm afraid that the mother will be hungry, so I will pad it first." People with double bodies are easy to get hungry, and the mother hasn't eaten well in the past few days, so don't be hungry. ”

Yuan Xi picked up two noodles and put them in his mouth, the noodles were very strong and smooth, but she didn't know what kind of noodles were made, it was completely different from what she had eaten before, the soup was very thick, it was boiled from mutton bones, and the white soup didn't have a bit of a bad taste, it was moderately salty and sweet, but it was quite appetizing.

The soup is covered with a layer of golden shredded tofu, which is soaked in the soup and is full and soft, the white sprouts are crispy, and the green onions and coriander are fragrant. Yuan Xi scooped a few mouthfuls of soup and felt warm in his stomach, and he was not nauseated.

Seeing that Yuanxi ate half a bowl, Zhong's mother couldn't close her mouth with a smile, she knew that Yuanxi could eat the dishes cooked in the palm of her hand, why did the prince worry for so many days?

Yuan Xi wiped his mouth, still unfinished: "What kind of noodles is this?"

This stopped Zhong's mother, and she forgot to ask, so she said, "Niangniang will sit for a while, and I'll go find the palm meal and ask." ”

Mother Zhong went for a while, came back and said with a smile: "Niangniang, Zhangshan said, this is called fish noodles, which is to remove the bones of the yellow croaker, chop and knead it in the noodles, and roll it into ......."

"Vomit ......" Yuan Xiyi leaned over and covered his mouth with a handkerchief.

"Yo, what's wrong with Niangniang?" Mother Zhong was a little panicked, she was fine when she ate noodles just now, why did she vomit after eating?

"Fish noodles?" Yuan Xi wiped the soup from the corner of his lips, feeling his stomach tumbling upside down. A fish word suddenly reminded her of the experience of being locked up in the ancestral hall a year ago, when the clan elder even gave her two bowls of fishy fish soup, which also contained starry blood and mottled scales.

"Niangniang, take a sip of tea and press it. Mother Zhong hurriedly asked someone to take a gargle cup and other things, and served Yuan Xi to rinse her mouth, and then poured another cup of tea for her to drink.

Yuan Xi took a sip of tea, and it took a long time to feel better. Mother Zhong furrowed her eyebrows: "Come on, go back to the prince's words, get that damn palm meal out, and dare to bring it to the mother if you do any broken things." ”