After being forced into the palace, I became the tyrant's favorite

"No artisans."

Wen Yao raised his eyebrows, thinking that there were no accompanying craftsmen in the palace.

"Can Ah Chu find some craftsmen outside the palace?"

"No." Ye Chu refused very straightforwardly. Seeing Wen Yao's disappointment, he immediately added, "I'll come, when will I do it?"

Wen Yao was overjoyed, his eyes were clear, he was happy and subconsciously grabbed Ye Chu's arm, with a gentle smile on his lips, "Can we do it together this afternoon? Although I'm not good at this, the simple thing is will do."

Ye Chu wished so, "Together." After a pause, he asked again: "What kind of wood do you need?"

"Ordinary Chinese fir is fine, and we need a lot of molds. Make five of each style. Let's see the effect first. The effect of the flower feast is good, and then we will find workers to rush to make it."

Ye Chu nodded slightly, went to the outside, and asked the little father-in-law to tell Li Quan that he was preparing a good fir tree. The little father-in-law knelt in front of the outside, and ran to find Li Quan without any delay.

……

Wen Yao cut the ground chestnut into small pieces, and then dug out the sterling silver pounding pot from the cabinet. However, the workmanship of the pounding pot was a little rough and the volume was too large. If Ye Chu was not there, he would A person really can't bring this thing up.

He roughly estimated that it should be one inch big, three feet high, and weigh no less than ten catties, and it was stuffed in a cramped cabinet, making it very difficult to handle.

Wen Yao held one side in one hand, and the other hand was covered by Ye Chu's big hand. His hand was very hot, and a gust of heat flowed into his palm from the back of his hand, and Wen Yao felt his palm profusely sweating.

The two put the large pot of pounding medicine on the ground.Wen Yao immediately got up and tore off the black skin of the ground chestnut, chopped it finely, put it in a jar, and smashed it with a pestle.

Ye Chu felt sorry for Wen Yao's thin skin and tender flesh. He held the other's fidgeting hand, stared at him, and said softly, "I'll come, you go to rest."

"No, there is no need to rest." He raised one hand and waved it, but the other hand was a little greedy/greedy for the heat in the man's palm, and he didn't want to take it out, and he didn't even want the man to let go of his palm so quickly.

Suddenly, the hand that was placed in the air was held, and Wen Yao lost his mind for a moment. After regaining his senses, he shook Ye Chu's hand back very naturally. Ye Chu seemed to understand his thoughts, and held his hand even tighter. .

"I'm coming, Concubine Ai."

Breaking away Wen Yao's fingers holding the pounding lever one by one, Wen Yao looked up at him, but the tenderness in the other's eyes burned his cheeks.

Wen Yao pulled out his hand abruptly, and stammered, "I'm going to get some sugar water."

The smile in Ye Chu's eyes remained undiminished, and he nodded slightly.

Wen Yao turned his back to him, took a breather, and said, "Don't call me those two words."

"Which two words?" Ye Chuming asked knowingly.

"Just, that's Aifei." Wen Yao stammered, probably he was the only one who dared to say such outrageous things.If you don't follow the rules, you don't follow the rules. Anyway, he can't bear these two words, and when he hears Ye Chu calling in a low voice, his whole body becomes numb.He couldn't help thinking that maybe Ye Chu still called them concubine in front of other women, and just thinking about it made him feel flustered and uncomfortable.

"What's that called?" There was no anger on Ye Chu's face, and there was a little smile in Hei Yao's deep eyes. The smile was very clear and shallow, and it was hard to find if you didn't pay close attention.

Wen Yao thought for a moment and said, "According to what we said before."

They agreed that day that he would call him A Chu, and the other party would call him A Yao, but somehow they gradually became Yao Yao or Concubine Ai.

"Okay." Ye Chu readily agreed.

But Ye Chu wanted to call him Yaoyao more, it sounded much more intimate than Ah Yao.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Is that how Sir Wen called you?"

Wen Yao shook his head.

Ye Chu couldn't help frowning. Although he already knew what kind of life Wen Yao lived in Wen's mansion, as soon as he thought of Wen Sheng's family, who treated his treasure like this, if it wasn't for the sake of Wen Sheng being Wen Yao's relatives. On the surface, it is estimated that he has already vented his anger on Wen Sheng.

Wen Sheng left the young Wen Yao alone in the courtyard and let him fend for himself. Whenever he thought of Ye Chu, his heart ached. Why didn't he meet Wen Yao at that time?

Of course, Wen Sheng wouldn't call him Yaoyao affectionately, and he could guess what he called without thinking. There were rumors of Wen Sheng and his wife among the people.

Wen Sheng's original partner was General Su's first daughter, and General Su and his wife only had this daughter, Madam Su loved her daughter very much, but General Su was extremely strict with her.

Their daughter is named Su Yunmian, who is Wen Yao's biological mother. She was born dignified and beautiful, with a beautiful appearance and wisdom.

This appearance has attracted countless literati and scholars, and talented people from aristocratic families. It's a pity that Su Yunmian doesn't like hypocrisy and obscenity.

Unfortunately, he died of illness more than ten years ago.

No one knows the exact reason. He once sent Luo Feng to investigate, but so far there is no clue.

"Yao'er, I'll call you Yao'er in the future." Ye Chu chose a compromise name.

Yao'er... This is too intimate, even the parents and brothers of later generations call him Yaoyao, and Wen Yao is so embarrassed.

"Yao'er..." Ye Chu called softly, his voice was low and soft, and Wen Yao's ears felt slightly hot when he heard it, and then he touched his black pupils, which were warm and soft.

"Ah——" Wen Yao was taken aback for a moment, and before Ai Ai could finish speaking, Ye Chu's index finger pressed against her lips, "Hush, call me by name."

"Ye, Ye Chu?" Wen Yao was shocked, and under the gaze of Ye Chu's falcon-like eagle, he yelled hesitantly.

"Call again."

"Ye Chu."

"louder."

Taking a deep breath silently, he raised his voice as if going all out, "Ye Chu."

"Good." Ye Chu patted his head contentedly.

Wen Yao was a little embarrassed, but soon turned his attention to the horseshoe cake.

She didn't dare to look at Ye Chu, turned her back to him and asked, "Have you ground the ground chestnut into powder?"

"It's done, what do you want me to do next?" Ye Chu stopped his movements and looked up at the young man in front of him with only his back showing.

"Just give it to me, and leave it to me." Wen Yao took the finely ground horseshoe powder from him.

Add the sugar water to the horseshoe powder slurry, stir evenly while adding ingredients, then add the chopped water chestnuts, stir evenly and prepare to put on the steamer, and boil water in an iron pot.

After the water is boiled, spread the wet gauze in the steamer, spoon the mixed horseshoe powder, and steam for a while.

"That's it?"

Wen Yao nodded, thinking that it would be impolite to speak with his back to others, so he turned around slowly, and felt a little narrowed inexplicably when he met that handsome face.

"Wait for a while, and you can eat it when the color of the cake turns transparent."

Ye Chu responded, and couldn't find anything else to talk about for a while. He looked around calmly, and then asked, "Why is it useless?"

"Don't use it in a hurry, and cut it into pieces when it's cooked."

Ye Chu nodded to show that he understood, and the two of them didn't speak again until the horseshoe cake was steamed.

Opening the steamer cover made of bamboo strips, the fragrance slowly dispersed. Wen Yao sighed, washed his hands, and put a large piece of horseshoe cake that had been steamed so clear on the cutting board of the wooden iron hoop, and then turned to the leaves. Chu.

"Wait for a while, and then cut into small pieces when it is cold."

Ye Chu nodded, and suddenly said: "I think you can add another category to your drawings."

"What?" Wen Yao was taken aback, but did not react.

Ye Chu was amused by his confused appearance, and his low and chuckling voice made Wen Yao even more embarrassed.

"Here—" I originally planned to dictate, but thought it was not concrete enough, so I asked, "Do you have a pen?"

"Yes, are you used to Xiaozhuan pen?"

Ye Chu looked up at him, and said with a smile, "I can do it."

The smile is so beautiful, Wen Yao handed him the pen while thinking, thinking that the tyrant has a good personality, unlike the one described at the beginning of the novel, maybe there is something hidden in it.

Wen Yao shook his head and felt that he had been too cranky recently, so let's prepare for the feast in two days.

When he adjusted his state, he was stunned for a moment when he looked down. He saw that the blank space in the drawing had been filled with heart shapes. Ye Chu connected them together to form a complete heart-shaped nine-grid wooden model.

"How is it?" Seeing Wen Yao's silence for a long time, Ye Chu reminded him.

Just then Wen Yao came back to his senses, the corners of his mouth raised, and Yiyue said: "Very good, this saves a lot of time."

Ye Chu looked at him at this time, "I never asked, is this kind of pastry what you are talking about?"

"Yes." Wen Yao said: "But there are others, and they may be upgraded in the future. For example, osmanthus cake can also be made into crystal osmanthus cake."

"Then use these molds to make various shapes. The pastry can be stored for a longer time. I will make more in these two days."

"You have to do a lot by yourself, and you probably don't have enough time."

Wen Yao nodded in agreement, and touched the heat of the horseshoe cake with the back of his hand. The temperature had cooled down. He took the kitchen knife and heard the man next to him say, "I'll send you two royal chefs, as long as you don't mind it."

"How can you dislike it? It's too late to be happy. Besides these two cakes, there are mung bean cakes, hibiscus cakes, rose cakes, chestnut cakes, rice cakes, yam cakes, hair cakes, mille-feuille cakes, red bean cakes, etc." Wen Yao's eyebrows beamed when he spoke. , "With the help of the imperial chef, I enjoy myself."

Ye Chu had never heard of the names of many cakes, but seeing his Yaoyao so happy, he also raised the corners of his mouth.

"What ingredients are needed to make these?"

"Don't worry, let's try the ground chestnut cake... Ah——" Wen Yao opened his mouth wide, "ah" like coaxing a child, and poked Ye Chu's arm with one hand, asking him to learn from him, Ye Chu His eyes were full of tenderness and he opened his mouth.

The sweetness of the horseshoe cake melted in his mouth, and his hands were as smooth as the horseshoe cake, he parted his lips with some reluctance.

Look at Wen Yao again, his ears are red, so cute!

The author has something to say: Thanks to my friends for their support (*^▽^*) The writing makes Agua hungry.