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

Chapter 21 The Kitchen Is Yours

Jiang Yu handed all the lotus leaves in her hand to Lan Xin, and suddenly remembered.

In the pavilion by the lotus pond, those words that Mu Qingyuan said.

Although his words had a mocking tone, it was an imperial decree after all, who knows if he will take it seriously tomorrow.

Thinking of this, she stretched out her hand again and took back two lotus leaves.

"What do you want the lotus leaves to do?"

"Make tamales." Jiang Yu sighed.

At night, Fengling excitedly took her pajamas and entered her bedroom.

"I heard that the empress is going to make steamed pork with rice flour. This servant has already contacted Xiao Shanzi in the imperial dining room. He will leave you a piece of the best pork belly tomorrow, as well as seasonings and spices." Fengling took off Jiang Yu's makeup.

When Jiang Yu heard this, she had no choice but to respond to her with a smile: "Troubleshooting."

Feng Ling must feel that he has finally enlightened.

You have to cook with your own hands to please the Queen Mother and the Emperor.

After a pause, Feng Ling whispered again: "It's just this dish, do you want to think about it again? Do you want to make some more elegant dishes?"

Jiang Yu was amused, your emperor likes to eat this unrefined dish, what can I do?
But at this time, Feng Ling probably didn't know that, in fact, she didn't know how to cook.

The Dragon Boat Festival only started at night, and Jiang Yu has been busy since lunch.

Although the Mingxi Palace is desolate, it is very large, and the small kitchen has all the stoves and spatulas. Fengling went to "borrow" a full set of ingredients and condiments, just waiting for Jiang Yu to show her skills.

Four people, eight eyes, watched Jiang Yu anxiously after working for a long time, and finally steamed a dish of tamales that looked suspicious.

Jiang Yu was sweating from all the work.

She regretted why she insisted on picking lotus leaves yesterday, just pick them, and why did she go so far.

If he hadn't walked to the pavilion, Mu Qingyuan wouldn't have noticed, and he wouldn't have lied about cooking for him.

There is no man who can eat the dishes made by this girl!

Jiang Yu thought bitterly.

Not in the previous life, nor in this life!

Zhuzi secretly picked up a small piece of meat with his chopsticks, and was knocked off by the wind chime with a bang.

"There are no rules! This is the meal that the empress made, and you dare to steal it?"

Jiang Yu hurriedly explained: "This is for experimentation, come on, you all have a taste."

Zhuzi triumphantly picked up another piece of meat, shook it at the wind chime, and put it into his mouth.

But soon, Zhu Zi's smiling expression suddenly froze.

He reluctantly chewed a few times and swallowed it with all his strength, like swallowing a pill.

"How does it taste?" Jiang Yu asked nervously.

"It's... not bad." Zhu Zi replied with a smile.

"What do you mean? You have to be more serious when you go back to your mother!" Feng Ling was not satisfied with Zhu Zi's answer, so she picked up a pair of clean chopsticks.

She also took a small piece of meat and put it in her mouth.

Soon, Feng Ling frowned.

She wanted to vomit, but she didn't dare to vomit, so she grabbed a bowl of clear water and gulped it down.

Jiang Yu saw the reaction of these two people, and knew that after five years, her cooking skills still hadn't improved.

"Your Majesty, why don't you let the servants help you?" Feng Ling asked cautiously as if she was afraid of hurting Jiang Yu's self-esteem.

Jiang Yu couldn't help but patted Fengling's shoulder.

Feng Ling must not know that she "helped" herself cook a lot of delicious dishes in her previous life, and won the Queen Mother's favor with her culinary skills.

She untied the apron and handed it to Feng Ling: "The kitchen is yours."

　Hahaha, in the middle of the night, the author was so hungry while writing (￣▽￣)~*
　　
　
(End of this chapter)