I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

Bai Zhi didn't remember how she got back to the room. When she came to her senses, she was already huddled in the corner of the bed.

Xiao Yang was anxious at the door, while Lihua stood by the bed and hesitated to speak. Meng Ying brought a bowl of sugar water to Bai Zhi, with finely chopped osmanthus floating in the sugar water.

"Princess, don't be sad anymore." Meng Ying gently held Bai Zhi's shoulder.

Bai Zhi buried her face in her knees and did not raise her head. She said in frustration: "Your Majesty, I messed up..."

But Meng Ying chuckled, "Does the princess want Salan to hold this bowl all the time?"

Bai Zhi suddenly raised her head, took the sugar water, and then turned slightly, avoiding Meng Ying's sight, and whispered, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Oh~ what did the princess just say? Sa Lan didn't hear clearly." Meng Ying said jokingly.

Bai Zhi thought to herself, this person must have done it on purpose! So he said loudly with some anger: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Meng Ying nodded, "I understand now."

He gently turned Bai Zhi's body, letting her face him, and said warmly, "It's Sa Lan's fault. Sa Lan didn't explain these things clearly to you. Can the princess forgive Sa Lan?"

Bai Zhi was surprised. He had nothing to do with him, but he took the blame on himself and asked for his forgiveness. For a moment, Bai Zhi felt even more guilty, and at the same time she felt that he was really good.

"How could it be the prince's fault? It's obviously me..."

"The princess is talking nonsense. You have just entered the palace, and I should take care of all these things for you. Now you are asked to endure this alone. Isn't it Sa Lan's fault?"

As he spoke, he patted Bai Zhi's back. The panic in his heart gradually calmed down with the rhythm of his patting.

Bai Zhi suddenly smiled and took a sip of sugar water into her mouth. The sweetness with the fragrance of osmanthus spread over the tip of her tongue and was sweet to her heart. "Then please tell me, prince, what do you like to eat?"

"Tofu."

"When is your birthday?"

"April eighteenth."

"Why did you grow up in a temple?"

After asking this question, Meng Ying's expression gradually solidified, and her eyes gradually became foggy, with a hint of pain and struggle.

Bai Zhi knew that this was a past event that he didn't want to mention. She couldn't force him and had to take his time. With a proud expression on his face, he smiled and said: "It doesn't matter! Prince, I will work hard, and I will work hard until the day you are willing to tell me!"

Bai Zhi did not lie, but made up her mind at this moment. She wanted to get close to this person. She will keep working hard until one day she can share her secret with him.

Meng Ying was stunned. He didn't know how to answer this question, because he knew that such a day would not happen.

Smiling with numb eyes, she said to Bai Zhi: "The sugar water is cold, eat it quickly."

*

Butler Liu left, taking with him a lot of money and his few young people who were too lazy to work, and walked away in style.

Of course, not all people left, at least half of them stayed.

Bai Zhi took over the most important accounting room and found that there was not much money left on the account. Of course, this did not include the money in the underground secret room. After roughly sorting it out, I feel that Butler Liu is really evil. In the past few years, he has been greedy for at least several thousand taels.

He reported the matter to Meng Ying, but Meng Ying said: "Forget it, we won't pursue any further investigation."

The pockmarked person in the kitchen has also left, and only the two servants can still cook the food. Just eat it yourself, but you can't give this dish to the prince. Everyone felt sad one after another, and one or two of them were dejected.

Bai Zhi rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the kitchen with an imposing manner, "What's so difficult about this? Let me do it!"

The servants said nothing, but they secretly laughed in their hearts. Your cooking is not delicious, and the prince will not tell you directly.

Entering the kitchen, Bai Zhi glanced at the dazzling array of ingredients and saw tofu at a glance. She remembered that the prince said that he liked to eat tofu. As soon as an idea flashed in my mind, I decided it was you, Mapo Tofu!

She has traveled to this place through time, and the taste is generally light and slightly sweet. Although it’s not bad, I still want to stimulate my taste buds occasionally. Now that I just have the opportunity, I can show off my skills.

Bai Zhi has been exposed to Sichuan cuisine the most since she was a child, but judging from the current conditions, if she wants to make authentic Sichuan cuisine, there is still a little bit of soul missing, and that is Doubanjiang.

The situation was urgent, so I had to chop some fresh chili peppers instead. But Doubanjiang was deeply imprinted in her mind.

Thinking that the prince does not eat meat, he had to use rapeseed oil. Pour the original and fragrant rapeseed oil into the pot, heat it to 70% heat, and start rolling smoke. Add a unique soybean paste of this era, minced garlic, and chopped chili peppers. After a while, a strong fragrance drifted into the yard.

The maids and boys working around them all looked into the kitchen, and one or two of them couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

After frying the ingredients, add the cut tofu and a little bit of the bone broth that has been simmered since the morning. After a while, there will be big bubbles in the pot. After adding the seasonings of Angelica dahuricae, I add a bowl of starch water. The pot is bright red. The oil soup becomes thick and smooth instantly.

Lihua's eyes widened, she swallowed her saliva, and said with an exaggerated expression: "Mother, I didn't realize that you still have this ability!"

Bai Zhi cast a flirtatious look at Lihua, as if it was a matter of course.

Start the pot! Soul ritual, sprinkle green onion!

Hey, seems like something is missing?

Bai Zhi picked up the chopsticks and reached out to pick up a piece and put it in her mouth. Well, it didn't taste like Mapo tofu at all! But it's not bad either. Sure enough, seasoning is still an important part of a dish.

After thinking for a moment, Bai Zhi finally remembered what was wrong. Not only is it missing Douban, but it’s also missing Sichuan peppercorns. If you can get these two things, then Sichuan cuisine will have a soul.

Then I made a few more dishes, including fish-flavored eggplant, dry-pot cauliflower, bamboo shoots and mushroom soup, and also made myself a boiled pork slice.

After finishing, she left some for Lihua and Xiao Yang, took her results with her, and headed towards Yuanchenju with her head held high.

Meng Ying looked at the dishes on the table and felt very novel. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Did the princess cook it?"

Bai Zhi looked forward to praise and nodded, "Hmm, let's try it?"

Meng Ying said: "Okay. Princess, wait a moment."

After that, he stood up, went to the incense burner in front of the cabinet, lit three incense sticks, and bowed seriously.

Seeing this, Bai Zhi also stood up and lit three incense sticks, imitating Meng Ying's example of worshiping devoutly. When praying, you can only see a tablet covered with cloth.

Seeing her actions, Meng Ying couldn't help but frowned, "Why does the princess want to worship?"

"You already call me Princess, can I not do it?" Bai Zhi said a little mischievously.

When Bai Zhi was paying homage, Meng Ying didn't move her eyes away for a moment, feeling so confused.

After praying and washing his hands, he returned to the table.

Meng Ying picked up the mapo tofu placed in front of him with a slight hesitation. This one seemed a bit spicy.

Bai Zhi looked expectantly with a pair of deer-like eyes, "Eat it quickly!"

Meng Ying couldn't help but put the tofu into her mouth. The moment she entered the mouth, there was a burnt aroma that she had never tasted before. The taste directly stimulated her brain, as if it had opened the door to a new world.

It was followed by a bit of spiciness, and Meng Ying couldn't help but take a few bites of the rice. The spicy and soft tofu, mixed with the fragrance of rice, rolls into your stomach. One mouthful after another, it was so addictive that I couldn't stop.

The subtle spicy taste also superimposed, until it was so spicy that she was sweating profusely and her face was red, and Meng Ying stopped.

Bai Zhi hurriedly brought the sweet soup. She had already expected that the prince did not like spicy food, and the slightest bit of spicy food could make him sweat.

Meng Ying didn't care about her manners at this time, took the sweet soup and drank it in big gulps.

Bai Zhi had never seen such a vivid Meng Ying, and she felt as if she was a little closer to him.