Eunuch's professionalism

Maybe he was shocked, or maybe...

He was also somewhat envious of the original owner.

For the first time, there was a desire for the original owner to come back. Such a relationship shouldn't be contaminated by outsiders, right? Even if it's a response, it shouldn't be him.

"Is there no banquet in the mansion today?" The dignified King Rui, there is no banquet for his birthday?

"Why is there a banquet?" Song Yi didn't know why, and then he patted his head and thought, life has been messed up, isn't it His Highness's birthday today, but Fu Chen asked if this was a coincidence, Song Yi looked at Fu Chen strangely, "Today is His Highness's birthday, but he has never done it. Even if the Emperor had this idea, it was rejected, so many people speculate whether His Highness doesn't like these vulgar things."

Those who said so are those who always think that His Highness who can write such a good handwriting must be a person with feelings and style, not those reckless men in the army can be compared, birthday parties such as birthdays are extravagant and vulgar.However, Song Yi guessed that this group of people should be half right. His Highness's title of virtuous king is not just like this, but the reason must be more than that.

Fu Chen, who was about to write on the rice paper, paused, and the ink color smeared into a drop-shaped pattern.

Thinking about what to prepare for his birthday, all the items that he needed to prepare for his birthday were taken off the shelves, Fu Chen pondered for a while, and then slowly put the pen on the inkstone.

"Oh, I forgot that you don't remember these things." In fact, the original Fu Chen wouldn't care about these things, of course Song Yi didn't mention it, "Do you have any orders?"

Fu Chen almost never talked about personal matters on weekdays. In fact, Fu Chen didn't have any personal matters to talk about. Song Yi only thought that Fu Chen was just asking casually.

For a long time, "Are you going to the barracks later? Can you give King Rui a message for me?"

"Okay, do I need to say something?" Song Yi can still tell the difference. When other people say this, he probably agrees superficially, but he can't say a word in Shao Huachi, but this person is replaced by Fu Chen, it's different.

"No need, if you're busy, it's fine..." Fu Chen's eyes flashed, and a slight hesitation emerged.

When Shao Huachi was training soldiers, he was extremely focused. It wasn't until the group of recruits were drilled by him from morning to night that they became exhausted. Then he was free and glanced at Song Yi who had been waiting for a long time, "Say it .”

Song Yi described the general situation inside and outside the city today. Even if King Rui stays at home, he still needs to know the information from all parties.

After listening, Shao Huachi took the next step according to the situation.

Song Yi talked about the progress of investigating Ma Tai's, Shao Huachi was noncommittal, "Continue to investigate, more carefully!"

He knew that the princess was not very kind to the little guy, but he didn't expect that she could be so cruel. Where did the girl who smiled shyly at him before go? He thought he knew enough about the many tricks of the house girl. They are still frogs in a well, and their abilities are too underestimated.

Seeing Shao Hua's pond sinking into the water, "Has Shao Long been sent to the concubine mother?"

"Yes, my lord is surprised, but she looks very happy." Concubine Mei is gentle and generous, probably because she used to be Aunt Si Li, walking and talking makes people feel relaxed and happy, but every time Song Yi sees Concubine Mei, she looks very happy. Feeling shy, he lowered his voice.

Shao Huachi took off his sweaty clothes and changed into lighter ones, and he would have to compete with the soldiers later.

Song Yi continued to talk about the situation of various forces after the death of the eldest son and the uprising of the second son in the court, until he finished talking, Song Yi still did not leave.

Shao Huachi was already preparing for the next round of competition, and raised his eyebrows upon seeing this: "Is there anything else?"

"This... the young master asked me to ask, are you going back to the residence today?"

Shao Huachi froze in putting on his boots. No matter what the purpose was, it was amazing that Fu Chen would take the initiative to ask about him. Even if Fu Chen didn't say anything, he wanted to coax people for a few days. He didn't want Fu Chen to marry him for a child. He quarreled, finally lost his memory, and his character softened a lot, he still wanted to go further.Of course, it's okay for Fu Chen to pretend, otherwise he wouldn't have had the opportunity to get along so close to him along the way.

"..." But soon he calmed down, feeling that he couldn't restrain his joy just now, and he couldn't bear it, "Did he say something?"

Obviously, he also used to think that Fu Chen would take the initiative to pay attention to him, it must be a business matter, and he never thought about a private matter.

"Let Jing Yi and the others take over the next training task, I'll go back to the mansion." Shao Huachi ordered, opened the tent and walked outside.

Look, even if the young master just asks a question, His Highness will go back immediately.

Fu Chen is learning how to use the stove and how to control the heat from the cooks in Ruiwang Dining Hall. Even if he has modern cooking skills, he will become blind here.

Longevity noodles are a birthday food that has been handed down since ancient times. Fu Chen is a relatively traditional person. The simpler it is, the more it will test your skill.

Fu Chen is not a gourmet, but as long as he eats food that he thinks is good once, he will go back and cook it for his wife and children. This is his hobby, but then there is no one who makes him want to cook.

It is still a bit unfamiliar to suddenly prepare to do it, not to mention that there are few utensils he is familiar with in this dining hall.After researching for several hours, he managed to make a move. Fu Chen felt that the only thing that was not bad was the knife skills that maintained the previous level. After lighting a few times, the fire was either too strong or too weak. He couldn't help being frustrated. The stove doesn't fit.

He gave the dozen or so bowls of failed noodles to the chefs in the kitchen, and he ate a lot of them himself. This is also his habit of not wasting.

Fu Chen felt that no matter how extravagant a person can live, it is not shameful to eat one's own food, but it should not be wasted.

What ramen needs is high-gluten flour. In fact, this kind of flour has already had a prototype in ancient times. The ramen that was introduced to Japan in the early years evolved from it.

It’s just that there are not many people who have this kind of ingredients, and it just so happens that Prince Rui’s Mansion has them. After washing hands, they start kneading noodles, kneading balls of suet-like white dough into even strands of noodles, like strips The giant dragon is placed on the bowl and dish. As the name suggests, the longevity noodles mean that the longer the better, it means good luck.

I started to cook chicken soup, which was boiled from the leftover chicken from yesterday. Seeing the bubbles rolling on the broth of the golden oil circle, it smelled very appetizing.

With the success of the previous two steps, Fu Chen finally has some confidence in this bowl of longevity noodles.

The strong aroma made Qingjiu, Bao Zhi, and Linglong, who had just run in, swallow their saliva. The smell passed through their noses and throats, making their index fingers twitch. But looking at Fu Chen's earnest profile face, he was so focused that it was unbearable to disturb him, and he swallowed back the words.

Under the guidance of the cook, Fu Chen carefully controlled the heat, took out the seasoning from the yellow-orange-orange broth, put it into a porcelain bowl, and started to cook the noodles again. When the noodles boiled, it was considered more than half done. up.

Then put down the shredded chicken, carrot, cucumber, and fried chubby poached eggs just now, and sprinkle with green shallots.

There was freshly steamed peach blossom cake next to it. In fact, a prince with such a hobby is really not suitable, but Fu Chen respected everyone's preferences, and brought out a small plate of hot cakes, and put them on the table with longevity noodles on a plate.

Fu Chen looked at the sky, he should have almost returned.

As soon as Shao Huachi walked out of the camp, he encountered gift-giving teams, all sent from various mansions. These people also knew that it was too difficult to meet King Rui in other places, so they all stayed here to guard.Some of them were sent to be stewards and some of them came by themselves. Shao Huachi declined all of them with a smile, not only giving enough face but also maintaining his attitude. Of course, these people also knew that they would be impeached if they didn't send something of high value. King Rui is notoriously frugal, and the gifts sent to the mansion will be returned every year, but it will be different if he goes there in person and only sends a few trinkets. For example, there is a new Beijing official who was recommended by Shao Huachi When Tanhua came out, he gave a mynah as a gift, and he could still hear shouting from time to time: "Good luck, my lord!"The Ninth Prince Shao Ziyu also sent someone to give a gift. This was to build a school outside the capital to provide free board and lodging for ordinary people. Shao Ziyu, Shao Huachi, and Shao Jintan jointly funded it. It was impossible for Shao Huachi to refuse such a gift.

These gift-givers also hit Shao Huachi's preferences, if they don't give expensive ones, they will pick out those who he can't refuse, and if they report to the emperor, they will still be praised.

In fact, most people seldom celebrate their birthdays, unless they reach the round number or pass [-], but as princes and other identities, they still have a symbolic celebration every year, commonly known as Xiaosheng.

After dismissing the group of gift givers, Shao Huachi was blocked by people who came here from time to time. What they sent were all their own food, freshly laid eggs, some vegetables, fruits and vegetables, and children handed over their own sugar figurines to Shaohuachi. I can't laugh or cry.

Although Shao Huachi has never mentioned the date of his birthday, as long as he wants to know, there is no impenetrable wall. He spreads it ten times and one hundred times. Last year, he did not return to Beijing, so it was not so lively. This year, the smallpox epidemic was promoted. The common people have relatives in the northwest, and they are very grateful when they know about it.Facing the unpretentious smiling faces, Shao Huachi was a little moved, so he could only accept some symbolically. Even so, his war horse, Lixiao, was full of food.

Such a favorite, it's no wonder that people from various factions are becoming more and more jealous of Shao Huachi. The only thing that is fortunate is the consolation of Shao Huachi being a prince.

So the news of returning to the mansion spread like wildfire. The princess' eyeliner had already notified him. When Fu Chen came to the door, he saw that Shao Huachi was talking to Princess Ma Tai. It was impossible to think of such an important day. When he came again, Fu Chen thought for a while and decided not to brush his presence, and silently backed away.

Ma Tai was extremely happy about Shao Huachi returning to the mansion, and said gently: "The concubine has ordered the dining hall to make your favorite food in the West mansion, would you like to come and see?"

"No need, the king still has official business." While speaking, he approached Ma Tai and whispered softly: "My whereabouts are very clear to the princess, and I always appear by such a coincidence."

Ma Tai's face froze, looking at the faint smile on King Rui's face, as if he could read people's hearts.

The evil god Shao Huachi, his gentleness is wrapped in sharpness.

Shao Huachi walked quickly, and Song Yi behind him couldn't keep up. When he came to Fu Chen's Taoyuan, he walked slowly and indifferently. As soon as he entered the door, he could smell the faint scent of food, which was sweet and hooked I couldn't help but took another deep breath, the smell lingered in my stomach, and I saw a bowl of steaming noodles and a plate of peach blossom cake next to it on the table.

Shao Huachi, who was going to ask Fu Chen straight to the point and why he asked him to come back, swallowed everything back.

"I have nothing to do and made some pasta. Has Your Highness eaten dinner? Do you want to try it?" Fu Chen, who was just about to give this bowl of noodles to Qingjiu, was a little surprised when he saw Shao Huachi's sudden appearance. In fact, it's not that he didn't fail to see that the horse behind King Rui was full of food, so he reckoned that his bowl of noodles was a bit unhandy.

Shao Huachi took a few steps back expressionlessly, came to the door, looked at the porch, and then observed the scenery in the lower garden, it was Taoyuan.

How did you hallucinate?