Daily life of the imperial mausoleum

It has to be said that Mrs. Cui is really a gift-giving expert in the house fighting world.

The gift she prepared for Xia Xiaoqiao was a whole set of private recipes from this era, as well as some scattered travel books that specially introduced various ingredients. The kind Xia Xiaoqiao was pleasantly surprised, once he got it, he didn't want to return it.

"Great kindness can never be repaid. These are collected by the little lady when she was at her mother's house in her free time. They are not worth much, but she guessed that Boss Xia might be useful, so she brazenly brought them." Cui's humility say.When she was in her adoptive parents' home, the biological daughter of her adoptive parents was still there at the beginning. As a parent, she naturally placed high hopes on her biological daughter. For her adopted daughter, although she had no worries about food and clothing, she didn't care much about education. It was just entrusted by an old friend to raise a friend's daughter and marry her.Therefore, when Cui was young, she did not learn what a lady should learn. Instead, she especially liked "non-mainstream" talents such as cooking and script creation.

It wasn't until later that her sister died of illness unexpectedly. In order to complete the marriage contract with the Fang family, Cui rushed to the shelves and married the Fang family instead of the deceased daughter.Out of guilt, her adoptive father and daughter gave her a very rich dowry, which naturally included some recipes and precious notes of famous masters that Cui had collected since childhood.

"I like it! I like it so much, thank you!" Xia Xiaoqiao didn't know how precious these books were to the North Vietnamese. For modern people, giving books to each other is as convenient as treating guests to dinner. He didn't expect books at all. In particular, the preciousness of some famous notes to the ancients is almost equivalent to family heirlooms, even more precious than some gold, silver and jewelry.So Huang Gou'er watched Xia Xiaoqiao stuff these precious books under the pillow.

"Your Majesty, these notes..." Even if he is semi-literate, Huang Gou'er is very saddened by Xia Xiaoqiao's ruining the notes of famous scholars. In North Vietnam, scholars are respected by everyone, let alone famous artists?Shouldn't normal people wash their hands and burn incense first, and then carefully read it?After reading it, you have to take the good camphor wood box and lock it carefully.Is it really okay to just stuff it under the pillow so casually?

"It's okay, they're just dead things. Since Xiaoqiao likes them, I'll go find some more." His Majesty the Emperor said indifferently.At the same time, he was even more dissatisfied with those prodigal sons of the Jiang family. Who was the grandson who chose him for the funeral?There are so many useless famous classics, why is there no recipe?Otherwise, he can take it out and give it to Xia Xiaoqiao. The royal collection must be better than Cui's scattered notes.

After accepting other people's gifts, which he liked very much, Xia Xiaoqiao was a little embarrassed, and ran to the kitchen to take out a basket of dried radishes and flavored bacon that he had spared to make: "I made these with my own hands. Go back and eat, sliced ​​bacon can be steamed or fried with some green garlic, and dried radish can be fried with some chili.”

"Thank you benefactor." Cui took the basket and held it in her hand, and did not hand it to the servant. This is the minimum respect for benefactor.

"Don't call me a benefactor. In fact, it was Brother Yuan who saved you. I just helped a little. You can call me Xiaoxia or Xiaoqiao in the future." Xia Xiaoqiao pointed to Jiang Yuanzhen who was standing beside him, Cui Shi glanced at it, and his whole body immediately tensed up like a student who was called by the instructor. The man in front of him was absolutely extraordinary. His momentum and eyes were not inferior to the North Vietnamese royal family she had seen from afar.

But, how could there be such a noble person in this wilderness?Reminiscing that this is the tomb of the first emperor, Cui was startled, and looked at Xia Xiaoqiao with an even more respectful expression.She is not just a simple daughter, she thinks that the two people in front of her are just ostentatious. Now that the North Vietnam has been wiped out, these two people with completely different styles of painting, but who are clearly different from ordinary people suddenly appear in the imperial tomb. Thinking about it, she felt that there must be some unknown secret behind it. Cui felt that she should change her attitude at the beginning, not only to be respectful, but also to talk less and do more, so as not to cause trouble to her upper body.

Compared with Cui Shi, Fang Huan obviously has a better impression of Xia Xiaoqiao. Although the little girl is extremely intelligent, she is not as wary of the rich and powerful as her mother is. In her opinion, Xia Xiaoqiao is more like a The "gentle and considerate little man" written in her friend's book, and Jiang Yuanzhen, a cold-faced and black-faced man, happen to be the girls' favorite YY objects.Therefore, when Cui Shi was still hesitating when Xia Xiaoqiao asked about a certain ingredient in the diary, Fang Huan couldn't wait to go over to help explain.

"This is called sunflower. It cannot be eaten when it is ripe. It can only be eaten when it grows to a tender fruit about the length of a finger. It is picked, cut into long strips, fried or grilled. It is delicious. By the way, the sunflower The fruit has a sticky juice, without which one cannot eat."

Sounds a bit like modern day okra?Go find it another day and try it.

"This is called Yongcai. The leaves are about the size of a palm, and the stems are hollow. Both the young leaves and the stems are edible. Add some Yongcai to the broth, which is tender and delicious." Sounds a bit like water spinach?

When talking about the ingredients, Xia Xiaoqiao was very selfless, and Cui Shi who was standing next to her was very embarrassed, and coughed in a low voice to signal her daughter that enough was enough.His Majesty the Emperor was more straightforward. Seeing Xia Xiaoqiao and Fang Huan getting closer, he immediately walked over with a dark face and pulled Xia Xiaoqiao back: "It's almost noon, it's time to cook."

"Oh, I almost forgot! By the way, Miss Fang, Mrs. Fang, if you don't mind, why don't you stay and have a light meal together at noon today? It just so happens that I haven't recognized all the vegetables in the vegetable garden, so I can ask you for help." Let’s take a look together.” For those vegetables that look like weeds, Xia Xiaoqiao really can’t accept them, because he doesn’t know how to eat them, and it’s really torture to look at the vegetables that might be edible and not be able to eat them. Having a guide who is familiar with the various local Aboriginal ingredients makes everything a lot easier.

So, at noon that day, His Majesty ate the North Vietnamese version of "Roasted Chicken Nuggets with Potatoes", "Sliced ​​Lettuce" and "Braised Eggplant". Like the tree, when he saw Mrs. Cui cut down a "tree" in the vegetable garden, peeled off the bark, and took out some powdery trunks from it, he was in a bad mood...he I really thought those were just trees at first!

The "lettuce" in North Vietnam also challenged his three views. It turned out to be a tuber buried in the ground like a radish, which tasted a bit like yacon. "Eggplant" is also very scary, it is actually a strange long melon in the corner that exudes the smell of stinky tofu. If Fang Huan hadn't sworn that it was delicious, Xia Xiaoqiao would never have taken this dark dish to the kitchen .

Of course, it turns out that this thing is indeed edible, and it tastes a bit like eggplant after being steamed with bean paste. However, the "eggplant" before steaming is really unacceptable, and probably only girls will Like this inexplicably foul-smelling ingredient?

In fact, before the meal, Cui Shijing had already rushed back by stepping on the meal time. However, standing quietly outside the kitchen, he wanted to take a look at Xia Xiaoqiao's cooking, but was accidentally scared away by the stinky tofu-flavored eggplant Master Mozun said that although my sweetheart is good at cooking, but he always likes to develop some dark cooking skills, and he can't accept it.

After the meal, they each dispersed. His Majesty the Emperor was firmly grabbed by the yellow dog who had been waiting at the door: Your Majesty, Lord Pluto has been waiting in the hall for a long time. It doesn't matter if you don't invite him to dinner. Why wait?

Poor Lord Pluto is here to ask for help (debt collection), and his hell is almost filled with ghosts in the world!The staff is not enough, so I have to temporarily hire a large number of temporary workers. The key is that the funds allocated to him every year are fixed, and the temporary workers have to be paid. tight.

He decided to come to the "culprit" to ask for some compensation.