Chapter 1543: Tiger Girl 27
Xining asked someone to prepare an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks.
As soon as this was done, Zhao Yingyue came, and she asked someone to get the dishes and chopsticks.
Zhao Yingyue took off her cloak: "No need."
"They have all entered the palace and will come back after eating in the palace. When they return, they have to go to the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors. The meal will not be served until evening. Anyway, the food is ready, so you can eat whatever you want." Xining turned to the side. Zhao Heming, who was eating heavily, said: "Eat less and save your stomach for dinner."
Zhao Heming ate without raising his head: "It doesn't matter. When you're full, go play some guns. You'll be hungry again soon."
Now that you've finished eating, what can you tell the maid down there to eat? The dishes on this table are all left for the maids in the yard after the master eats them.
Xining then told Dongmei: "Go to the chef and tell him to get some more steamed buns. The little chef also turns on the heat and cooks two bowls of noodles. You don't need to pull them into dragon whiskers, just thick noodles."
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The little chef turned on the fire so that the maids could cook some noodles to fill their stomachs, at least they wouldn't be hungry until the evening.
After thinking for a while, he said: "There seems to be some mustard ginger sauce, go get it."
"That stuff is good!" Zhao Yingyue became happy when she heard the hot sauce.
There were no chili peppers in this era, only pepper from the Western Regions. However, pepper is expensive and is mostly used as tribute, and the government does not allow private trading. The pepper in the mansion is basically included in the monthly salary, or is a reward from the palace.
Cut mustard greens and ginger into fine pieces, mash them into puree, add pepper and salt, and cover with oil if you are afraid of spoilage. It’s ancient chili sauce.
The noodles were delivered quickly. The second bowl was in medium bowls, and some were served in small bowls for her. The noodles are medium thick, sprinkled with chopped green onions, and they look good.
Zhao Yingyue picked up a small spoon, scooped a full spoonful into the porcelain jar of hot sauce, mixed it with the noodles, and started eating.
Zhao Heming dipped his chopsticks into it, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and immediately stuck out his tongue: "It's so spicy, I don't need it." He picked up the vegetables and ate.
Xining smiled and picked it up with a small spoon, shook it in a small bowl, and added two drops of spicy oil, which was enough.
Zhao Yingyue quickly finished one bowl and asked for another. Xia He quickly took the empty bowl to the kitchen to fill it.
Zhao Yingyue picked up a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, then lectured: "You don't understand. It's bitterly cold in the north. It's freezing and snowy. Add a bowl of spicy food to it and your whole body will feel warm. It's a pity that the food in the second brother's house There is mostly no pepper in the hot sauce, and it always feels a bit lacking in flavor, but my sister-in-law doesn’t like pepper, so I can’t say anything.”
Xining turned his head and said: "Dongmei, go find some pepper and make it into hot sauce. Let the third brother bring it to you when the time comes. You must make a note of it."
"Yes, miss!" Dongmei, standing next to her, responded.
"The relationship is good, so I'll thank you in advance. My sister is nice to my brother, unlike some boys who have no conscience at all." Zhao Yingyue rolled her eyes at her nephew who was engrossed in eating next to him, but he just ate and didn't look at anything. I don’t know. I can only pick up the chopsticks to eat the vegetables and wait for the noodles to come.
Xining put down his chopsticks, Zhao Yingyue also finished the second bowl of noodles, and Zhao Heming could only put down his chopsticks and say he was done.
While the three of them rinsed their mouths with chrysanthemum water, the maids began to clear the table and serve snacks.
Zhao Heming grabbed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Still eating, it's like a starving ghost reincarnated!" Zhao Yingyue rolled her eyes and turned to care about her sister: "It's you who eat too little. You need to eat more to be strong."
"That's a lot to eat. If you don't believe me, ask them." Xining said with a smile.
Dongmei looked at Qiuye, who immediately understood: "Isn't that right? The third young master and the young master Sun came today. The young lady was so happy that she ate a lot more than usual. She ate all the noodles in this bowl. If so. On weekdays, I can only eat a few. People say that this third lady is a fairy who can’t even eat.” Just rely on it, where does the appetite come from? This girl Qiuye can talk. I didn’t mention that the women in the yard even eat more chickens than me.”
Zhao Yingyue laughed for a while: "That's right, how can you be hungry if you don't move? It's not like the wild monkey next to you, who jumps up and down all day long. Now that you have eaten so much, you will be hungry again soon."
While talking, Zhao Heming had already grabbed the second piece of snack and chewed it in his mouth: "That's because I'm growing taller. As my third uncle gets older, he naturally won't be hungry so easily."
"You say I'm old? No matter how big or small!" Zhao Yingyue stared at her eyes, ready to fight.
Zhao Heming ducked to the side and straightened his neck: "That's right, my second uncle said that when my third uncle first joined the army, every time he came back from training, he could kill a large basin of noodles or a dozen steamed buns, which scared my second sister-in-law. I have to put away the remaining steamed buns, and I have to wait for you to eat them, for fear that you will eat them badly.”
"You still say that!" Zhao Yingyue pretended to be angry. It was obvious that she was happy when she saw the girl beside her, and she was also happy in her heart.
After finishing this meal, I wonder if there will be another time. Xining was a little reluctant: "It tastes better when there are more people. It's a pity."
Zhao Heming lives with Mrs. Zhao, and Zhao Heming lives with his father. Today, by chance, everyone went to the palace, so they just ate whatever they wanted. When people come back, naturally they can't come over to eat together.
Zhao Yingyue said: "It's not easy to have a meal together. I told my mother that what is important for my family to have a meal together."
Zhao Heming immediately said: "Then I'll come over to eat too. The food here is delicious. My father always doesn't allow me to eat fatty meat, and my mother always puts vegetables in my bowl. She wishes I could eat all the vegetables. When my father knows, he I stare at it every meal. As a result, I often quarrel over this matter and I can’t even eat a meal.”
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhao Yingyue slapped him: "After saying this, others thought your third aunt's food was better than that of other courtyards."
Zhao Heming touched the back of his beaten head: "Then what should I say? Could it be that my third aunt is beautiful but can't eat enough, so I helped her eat it all?"
Xining thought for a while: "Otherwise, just say that you think this courtyard is quite elegant, and you want to spend more time with me, and practice martial arts in the courtyard every morning. By the way, you will also have lunch in the courtyard."
Zhao Yingyue frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed: "Then let's put it like this."
At this time, the servant came into the room and said that the general, the prince and several ladies had returned from the palace. The prince's wife asked Mr. Sun to go back.
After the ceremony and the banquet, I came back; it was time to worship at the ancestral hall, and I asked my descendants to go back and prepare.
So Zhao Heming said goodbye and hurried away with the boy.
As soon as the people left, Zhao Yingyue asked: "Did anything happen recently?"
After falling into the water before, the government made arrangements for the nursing home. There are many nursing homes living in the small house next to the courtyard.
I have no intuition, and I’m not stupid enough to think it’s normal.
"Didn't mother tell you about Poria cocos?" Xining asked.
Zhao Yingyue shook her head: "No, I only heard some rumors."
It seemed that she was afraid that Zhao Yingyue would be reckless, so Xining told the general story of what happened.
(End of chapter)