Is the prince infertile?The lady was so happy!

Chapter 51 A Big Gift

If it was Li Yingning in her previous life, she would very much agree with Zhelan's words.

However, now, her mind has changed.

She stretched out her hand: "Take one and let me try it."

"Girl, this is rough. It's not the servant who scares you. The servant was poor when he was young, and he also ate this, but he couldn't swallow the water. It was bitter and unpalatable." Zhelan frowned.

"Just follow the girl's orders, where are you talking so much?"

Jin Shu poked her on the forehead, and brought the plate in front of Ying Ning, "Girl, try it, I don't think it's an ordinary cornbread."

Ying Ning reached out and took one, and took a bite.

Warm, soft, with a faint aroma of wheat and cornmeal.

She took two bites, caught a glimpse of the small pickles on the table, put a piece into her mouth, it was really very salty and fragrant.

After eating half of the Wotou, she took another sip of porridge.

The more you eat, the more taste you have, and the more appetite you have.

She drank porridge all night, two corn buns, and a small plate of pickles.

Putting down her chopsticks, she sighed.

It is the comfort, laziness and satisfaction after eating.

Zhelan and Jinshu were both dumbfounded.

They were spoiled and raised, and the eldest lady who was used to eating ginseng, bird's nest, and seafood delicacies, unexpectedly fell in love with porridge, side dishes and corn noodles with stick noodles?
Even the two of them haven't eaten these things for many years.

Why did the taste change when she was pregnant?

Jin Shu said cautiously: "Girl, we still have a lot of money, don't save it."

Ying Ning knew what they were thinking, and said with a smile: "I really like to eat it. If you give me the fish head Haizhen, I still can't eat it anymore. I just want these light and tasty ones."

"God!"

Zhelan clapped her hands, admiring, "How does Mr. He know that girls like these? Could it be that he is the reincarnation of a god?"

"What nonsense?"

Ying Ning scolded with a smile, "If you want to know, bring some valuables to Mr. Lu, and humbly ask him for advice, isn't that all right?"

Zhelan clapped her hands: "Okay, I can't wait to know the answer! Sister Jinshu, give me the money."

"what money?"

"Don't you care about the girl's money? If you don't give me the money, how can I ask Mr. Lu for the pickle recipe?"

"Are you stupid or not, Mr. Lu won't ask for our money."

"why?"

"Because Mr. Lu is a friend of the second young master of our family, and he also borrows from our Li family's Zhuangzi. If he collects this money, can't we also collect rent from him?"

Zhelan pouted: "But the eldest lady said it. You want me to go to someone's house empty-handed to ask for something, I can't open my mouth."

"That's fine, you can see if there is something suitable here, you can take it."

"It's better to give money."

"Money is real, but it's vulgar." Jin Shu said with a smile, "Mr. Lu is an elegant scholar, not a merchant. If you use money to buy other people's prescriptions, you have let him down."

"What's your intention?" Zhe Lan blinked, "Could it be that Mr. Lu...has thoughts on our girl?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ying Ning's voice came, "Don't gossip, do whatever you want."

Zhe Lan came over and said, "But girl, I really don't know what to give to Mr. Lu, please give me a trick."

"Since he and the second brother are good friends, they must also share the same interests. You can't go wrong if you give him paper, ink, brush, inkstone, calligraphy and painting."

"But the girl's good calligraphy and paintings are all in the Hou's mansion, and they haven't been brought here." Zhelan was troubled.

Yingning really couldn't give up those delicious little pickles, thought about it, and came up with an idea: "In that case, let me give him a big gift."

(End of this chapter)