cook and luthier

"Today, the prince is training at night in the army. The princess is not feeling well. I don't need dinner. I will come to the kitchen to see what I can find delicious." The luthier still smiled. All emotions in mind.

But the cook saw worry and sadness in the luthier's smile.

"There are some pumpkin peels left today, I made pumpkin stew, together?" The cook couldn't bear to see the luthier's smile for some reason, and it was the first time he took the initiative to ask someone to eat together.

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of the luthier's mouth didn't seem to change, but the cook found that there was a slight difference from before. At this time, the luthier was really happy.The cook was carrying the dishes, the luthier was holding the bowls and chopsticks, and the two walked towards the cook's courtyard.

"Do you always eat alone?" The luthier found that the cook went straight into his yard without telling anyone.

"I'm always wandering outside, and I'm used to being alone." The cook seemed to recall something from the past, a trace of disappointment flashed across his face, but it was fleeting.

The luthier seized this moment, and wanted to know why the woman in front of her was so sad.

The luthier was curious about the cook's past, and the other people's reactions to the cook made her get closer to him.The luthier had countless questions in his heart. What did the princess and his teacher think of when they saw the yam magnolia made by the cook?What does the cook have to do with those memories?The cook once stayed at the Yuefu Restaurant under the Yuefu Inn, is it really just a coincidence?The luthier looked at the person who brought her food, and thought about what the old butler said to her today when she was waiting for the cook, "This girl is very much like a person from many years ago. She looks indifferent, but her heart is warmer than anyone else. "The luthier wanted to ask who that person was, but the old butler didn't continue the topic.

In fact, since the luthier came to the palace for so many years, I have heard some rumors. Before the concubine married His Royal Highness King Yu, when the city was in danger, an old man died on the battlefield. Later, people related to this old man missed him very much. she.

The luthier was thinking about something, but suddenly saw his own reflection in the cook's eyes, choked on himself inexplicably, and coughed uncontrollably.Seeing the luthier's reaction, the cook turned his mouth slightly up, and then naturally wiped the rice grains from the luthier's mouth with the corner of his sleeve, and then served the luthier a bowl of egg pimple soup.The movements are smooth and flowing, as if they have been done many times.The luthier still looked into the cook's eyes, and felt that something in his heart had been touched.

The luthier wanted to ask about the cook's past, but he didn't know where to start. The luthier vaguely felt that the cook had an inseparable connection with the person the old butler was talking about.Then time passed slowly, and there were no waves in the peaceful days, but they always warmed people's hearts in small places.I don’t know when the luthier began to go to the cook’s courtyard to practice playing the piano every night. I don’t know when the cook was dragged by the luthier to have dinner with the old housekeeper every night. I don’t know when the cook began to remember. The wandering years.

On a starry night, the cook would think of her husband, and occasionally talk to herself about her recent life.The cook felt that it was only at this time that she understood how her husband missed going to the capital when he was in Gucheng.At this time, the chef's nostalgia for this city came from the original Yuefu restaurant, and now it comes from the luthier and the kitchen of Prince Yu's mansion.

The cook has been in Prince Yu's Mansion for so long that even a few hounds can find her yard by themselves; The kitchen of King Yu's Mansion is called the cook's home.

Dreaming back at midnight, the cook still dreams about the time when he was hunted down.

As time went by, the cook guessed that she was able to live safely in Shangjing until now, someone must have helped her. The cook vaguely guessed who was helping her, but he finally chose to pretend to be confused.

Since the princess summoned her because of the yam magnolia last time, she has never asked the pastry chef in the back kitchen, but every important solar term, she always asks her to prepare some pastries.

Tomb-sweeping day again, many years ago at this time, her husband left her world.The cook made some green balls and put them on the stone table in the small courtyard, then took out the plums made in Yuefu Restaurant, two cups, and drank for himself.The gate of the small courtyard was locked, and the luthier tacitly agreed not to come to her on Qingming Day.

"Sir, I have been in the capital for a long time. It has been so long that I seldom recall the time when you were still by my side, sir." The cook drank another glass of wine while talking.