After I was reborn, I became the queen mother by fortune telling

Chapter 164
Mu Qingyuan unfolded a piece of paper, and suddenly seeing Jiang Yu's leisurely look, he beckoned her to come over.

Jiang Yu approached with a puzzled face, and Mu Qingyuan pointed to the inkstone and ink stick beside him: "I write for you, and you help me sharpen the ink, is it okay?"

"It's possible... But the emperor won't charge fees from his concubines, will he?"

According to Mu Qingyuan's stingy personality, it is very likely that he will charge money from himself!
So Jiang Yu thought it was better to ask in advance.

Sure enough, Mu Qingyuan thought about it intently: "If you don't remind Mrs. Jiang, I really forgot. How about it, your steamed pork did a good job last time, and I will make it again, and it will be used as a pen fee."

Yes it is possible.

It's just that your majesty, you probably don't know that the steamed pork dish was actually made by the maid Fengling in the concubine's palace...

Jiang Yu slandered for a long time, then hesitatingly agreed.

Mu Qingyuan looked at her strangely, is it so difficult to cook a dish?
Didn't she go to the lotus pond to pick lotus leaves last time, saying that she wanted to make them for herself?
Regardless of whether what she said was true or not, the final dish tasted good.

Jiang Yu picked up the pine smoke ink and began to sharpen the ink seriously.

Mu Qingyuan noticed the way she was grinding ink, raised her eyebrows slightly, it seems that she should also write frequently, and she is so proficient in grinding ink.

These words must be written seriously, otherwise she will be called a joke.

After the three characters were written, Jiang Yu took them to dry and took them back later for Fugui to engrave them on the wooden plaque.

Eunuch Gao just came in at this time.

"My lord, it's time for lunch."

When Jiang Yu heard it, it turned out that it was time for dinner, so he had to leave quickly, otherwise he would think that he stayed here on purpose to eat.

Of course, the emperor is not an ordinary person, and it is impossible to keep "guests" for dinner.

"The concubine has resigned." Jiang Yu gave a salute, and was about to go back to Mingxi Palace with the three writing papers.

"Jiang Guiren is not in a hurry to go back, is he?"

"Ah?" Jiang Yu stopped packing the paper.

"Since you're all here, let's go back after eating."

Jiang Yu thought she heard it wrong, but Mu Qingyuan actually left her to eat?
It's not the New Year's Day, so it's not proper for the emperor to have lunch with his concubines at noon, right?

"No, no, no, the concubine's palace should have prepared a meal, it's delicious, the concubine should go back to the palace to eat."

After Jiang Yu finished speaking, she realized that she seemed to have said something vaguely contemptuous of Mu Qingyuan's daily diet, and hurriedly continued: "The concubine means that the concubine's palace has already prepared food, so don't waste it."

"What's the matter?" After listening carefully, Mu Qingyuan smiled slightly, "Gao Yi, go and tell the palace maid who came with Jiang Guiren, let her go back and let her know, and tell her that all the meals prepared for Jiang Guiren will be given to her The people in the palace ate it."

"Yes." Eunuch Gao agreed with his hands down.

There was a hundred reluctance in Jiang Yu's heart.

Can you have a good time eating with the emperor?

What's more, he always eats less, and the dishes are simple.

She would rather eat private dishes cooked by wind chimes in her own palace.

"Let those papers hang in the air, and when the meal is over and the ink is dry, you just take it home."

Seeing that Jiang Yu was still guarding those papers, Mu Qingyuan "advised" for her again.

There was no other way, so Jiang Yu had no choice but to agree, and she had to thank the emperor for the banquet.

Sure enough, as soon as he arrived at the restaurant for dinner, Jiang Yu understood when he saw the dishes on the table.

Still the same.

A plate of green vegetables, a plate of radishes, a plate of steamed fish, and a plate of pickles.

She couldn't help but think of the chicken, duck and fish that Eunuch Liu had filled the table that day, and then looked at the dishes the emperor ate, and couldn't help feeling that the common people outside probably couldn't imagine that the slaves in the palace ate better than the emperor.

In fact, Jiang Yu may not eat extravagantly in Mingxi Palace, but Fengling is good at cooking, and can often turn decay into magic and make many delicacies.

"Jiang Guiren, please sit down." Mu Qingyuan first sat down at the upper long table, and pointed to the lower long table.

The long table is empty.

Jiang Yu sat down suspiciously.

Immediately, a court lady and eunuch came up with a plate and put down several dishes in front of her.

When she looked at it, they were steamed sea cucumber, chicken soup with mushrooms, amaranth in broth, and a bowl of snow-white rice.

"Jiang Guiren, please eat." After speaking, Mu Qingyuan moved his chopsticks to the food in front of him.

This...Jiang Yu didn't dare to put down her chopsticks for a while, the dishes in front of her were much more exquisite than Mu Qingyuan's, how dare she move the chopsticks without authorization?
Don't be the one who serves the food wrong, right?
"Why doesn't Mrs. Jiang eat it?" Mu Qingyuan asked when she saw that she was distracted while holding the chopsticks.

"Your majesty, did you make a mistake? Why is the concubine's food so different from the emperor's?"

"Oh." Mu Qingyuan smiled lightly, "It's because of this. Don't worry, the food is non-toxic."

Jiang Yu frowned, not for this reason, okay?

"The concubine's food is so much better than the emperor's, is it a mistake?"

"You haven't recovered from your illness yet. I ordered the imperial dining room to cook it for you. As for me, just eat whatever you want, as long as you are full."

Jiang Yu stared blankly at Mu Qingyuan who was eating deliciously with vegetables and radishes, and suddenly some inexplicable emotions came to her heart.

In order to cover up this emotion, she picked up a piece of sea cucumber, stuffed it into her mouth, and tasted it carefully.

After eating, Jiang Yu left Chaoyang Palace with the few pieces of paper.

The one who came with Jiang Yu was Lan Xin, she went back at noon, just in time to come back after lunch, to pick Jiang Yu back to the palace.

Along the way, Lan Xin couldn't help being curious: "Your Majesty, what kind of dishes does the Emperor eat? Is there [-] dishes, all delicacies from mountains and seas?"

Jiang Yu choked, and wanted to tease her, so she said, "Yes!"

Lan Xin opened her mouth wide: "Can I finish eating?"

Without waiting for Jiang Yu to answer, she slapped her head again, and said to herself: "When I heard that the emperor just picks out the dishes he likes and tastes, of course he can't finish it."

Jiang Yu couldn't help laughing when she heard herself muttering excitedly.

When they returned to the palace, Lan Xin told Feng Ling the story of the one hundred and eight dishes, and Feng Ling immediately laughed and said: "Mother, you are younger than Lan Xin, how can you lie to Lan Xin like a child!"

Only then did Lan Xin realize that she had been fooled.

Feng Ling was born in the imperial dining room, so she knows the diet in the palace best.

"The so-called one hundred and eight dishes are all rumors. The masters in the palace of all dynasties ordered the imperial dining room to cook according to their own preferences. The emperor of this dynasty is especially simple. He can't spend much money on food in a month. "

Speaking of cooking, Jiang Yu suddenly remembered.

"Fengling, I need to trouble you, teach me how to make tamales."

Jiang Yu told Fengling about Mu Qingyuan asking her to make tamales again.

Feng Ling thought for a while, then said with a smile: "I'm afraid that the servant will not dare to teach the mother, so it's better to let the master of the servant teach, that's the best."

　Today's update is complete~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)