The evil concubine of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 285
She was hiding in the carriage, hugging Zheng Huan, who was eating peaches, when suddenly the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and fourth master got into the carriage.

"Ah! My mine, give it back to me!"

Nian Yaoyue bulged her cheeks like a hamster, she was about to snatch the peach back, but in the end... she was forcibly fed by the fourth master.

As for the feeding method, guess what?guess again~
"Master! Don't you know that peaches can't be shared?" Nian Yaoyue, who was full, nestled in Fourth Master's arms, her eyes full of cunning.

"Why? Pears can't be divided, why can't peaches be divided?"

Yinzhen just asked, suddenly his eyes flickered, and he pursed his lips angrily and remained silent.

"Tsk tsk, doesn't this peach mean the same thing as that broken sleeve? Let me ask you, if my resurrected body is a man, will you like me?"

Nian Yaoyue stretched out her hand to hold fourth master's braid in her hand and played with it.

"No ifs!" Yin Zhen's tone paused, suddenly wanting to win the round.

"As long as it's you, even a puppy, I like it!" Yinzhen said calmly with a smile on his lips.

"Hmph, that's pretty much the same, no!! Hey, why do I feel like you're scolding me! You're a puppy!!"

Nian Yaoyue stretched out her fist and beat fourth master, he became more and more eloquent.

Where did the simple [-] from before go?

"Hey! Where are you biting!" Nian Yaoyue said coquettishly.

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That night, fourth master asked her to fulfill her promise, and pulled her to study the lonely copy all night on the bed.

Crying and shouting, she successfully unlocked many unheard-of new knowledge (postures) and awareness (postures).

She was about to cry because of her stupidity, the fourth master is simply a wolf with a big tail who loves to eat carrots!

So the next day, Nian Yaoyue slept until noon before being woken up by hunger.

The fourth master hadn't come back yet, Nian Yaoyue ate five dishes and one soup by herself, ate the snacks after dinner slowly, yawned and continued to stay in bed.

Sifu Jin Yixian went to the Lion Garden to copy scriptures and pray for the Queen Mother before returning half a month later.

When Nian Yaoyue saw Yixian's happy face, she knew that Qi Yuan must be fine.

In the blink of an eye, it was Qixi Festival, and all the women in the mansion gathered together, Nian Yaoyue and Sifu Jin Yixian sat next to Fourth Master on one left and one on the right.

Because of his status, Li Fangfujin is naturally qualified to sit next to Nian Yaoyue.

The meal was still as heavy as going to a grave, and Nian Yaoyue barely moved her chopsticks a few times.

Because everyone, including Sifu Jin Yixian, ate quietly without making any unpleasant noises.

"Master, Lord Long Live has given you three dishes of imperial food!" Su Peisheng walked in cheerfully.

"Well, Fujin, share the royal meal given by Huang Ama."

Yinzhen got up and left the table.

Nian Yaoyue and everyone stood up and watched Fourth Master leave, then sat down and continued eating.

"Oh, I'm starving to death!"

Li Fangfujin on the side was just like a little bird cuddling with others, but the fourth master just left, he straightened his back, stretched out his chopsticks and caught the squirrel mandarin fish in front of him with the chopsticks.

Sifu Jin Yixian asked people to divide the dishes given by the Long Live God into several small plates and arrange them on each table.

The food given by the Long Live God is to reward the princes and ministers with the leftover royal meals after eating the Long Live God.

Although these dishes were all eaten by the Long Live Lord, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty still regarded it as a great honor to receive the dishes from the Long Live Lord.

This is the royal meal eaten by the emperor!Nian Yaoyue swallowed her saliva, and picked up a piece of eight-treasure duck.

In the past, Lord Kangxi often gave fourth master food, but fourth master never moved his chopsticks or let her eat.

He only went through the motions in the front yard, and then asked Su Peisheng to distribute it in the Four Fujin courtyard.

Fourth Master's cleanliness obsession even made his own father dislike him.

It was the first time for Nian Yaoyue to eat imperial food, and she slowly savored the eight-treasure duck in her mouth with some excitement.

Hmm...why does it taste weird!Not as good as the cook in the house.

Uh... She wanted to vomit, and she always felt that the duck meat had a stale smell!No wonder fourth master wouldn't let her eat it!Whoooo!

This is imperial food!

Even if there are maggots in the long hair, you have to swallow it with tears, otherwise it is a crime of disrespect.

Nian Yaoyue swallowed the royal meal with tears in her eyes, and then drank several mouthfuls of scented tea, but she still felt a bad taste in her mouth.

No wonder fourth master never gave her imperial food, it was too unpalatable.

When I returned to the courtyard in a depressed mood, I could smell the tantalizing fragrance of vegetables.

She saw fourth master come out of the small kitchen with his sleeves rolled up, holding a plate of cold elbow flower slices and garlic short ribs in his hand.

They are all her favorite dishes, Nian Yaoyue sniffed and obediently followed behind the fourth master.

"Is the imperial meal delicious?" Looking at Nian's depressed face, Yinzhen knew that she had eaten the imperial meal.

"It's not delicious, Long live God eats this kind of food every day, how can the dragon body bear it~"

Nian Yaoyue almost burst into tears, is this tasteless and disgusting thing really imperial food?

What about delicious food?Fairy tales are indeed deceptive!
"Yo, master of the year, how can the imperial cuisine in this palace be as good as the famous chef in our palace? The imperial cuisine in the palace can only let the dishes wait for people, not people to wait for the dishes."

Su Peisheng began to talk about the rules of the imperial meal.

According to the rules of the ancestors, there are only two "morning meals" and "dinner meals" that can be called meals in the palace in one day.

In order not to let Lord Long Live wait for the dishes, the chefs in the imperial dining room will prepare all the meals in advance in the morning.

Then put it on the stove to heat and keep warm, but what is so delicious about the food that has been stewed for half a day?
Because leaving it for a long time will only make the dishes difficult to swallow. Secondly, most of the dishes will lose their nutrients and taste after being kept warm for a long time.

So many imperial dishes look good, but the real taste is not flattering.

When cooking for the emperor, the most important thing is rules and safety, but the taste is not the most important.

The person who cooks for the emperor is not a master chef carefully selected from all over the country, but a "cooker" who is a servant of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

It is somewhat similar to the medical household system in the Ming Dynasty. Most of the imperial cooks are bannermen, and these bannerman imperial cooks are also hereditary. Lao Tzu is the imperial cook, and his sons and grandsons will also enter the palace to cook for the emperor.

Whether you know how to cook or not, this is a hereditary iron rice bowl.

Although they also have some unique skills, they are not necessarily brilliant compared with the chefs from the north and the south outside the palace.

For the sake of safety, the master chefs outside the palace rarely have the opportunity to cook for the emperor.

The menus cooked by the imperial chefs are also in accordance with the fixed menus passed down from generation to generation in the palace.

Because these menus have been tested by several generations of people, no matter the taste or safety, they are all stable and safe. One notable feature is that they are old and unchanged.

Because the purpose of the imperial chefs is not to seek merit but to seek no faults, they seldom try to develop new tastes, new dishes, and new ingredients.

So as not to get into trouble because the taste does not suit the emperor's wishes or makes the emperor's stomach uncomfortable.

The emperor's imperial meal has to go through a long and tedious process from cooking to serving.

It is usually prepared by the dining room outside, and sent to the dining room in a pick box, and then sent from the dining room to the place designated by the emperor.

The inner dining room is equipped with a special heat preservation tool "charcoal box". On the top is an iron plate, and under the iron plate is red-hot charcoal. The cooked dishes need to be placed on the hot iron plate and covered with a lid before being sent to the emperor.

No matter how delicious and delicious the food is, it will lose its deliciousness when it is served in front of the emperor after being baked in a charcoal box for a long time.

(End of this chapter)