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Eating bitter melon (small theater)


During lunch, Qing Yan arranged the lunch, and bitter melon dishes came into the imperial dining room.

Yin sat at the table and found two plates of green bitter melon.

He glanced at Qing Yan.

Qingyan's chopsticks always circled the two plates of bitter melon, and Yin kept observing, watching the little girl not eat the bitter melon.

He picked up two slices of bitter melon with chopsticks and placed them directly on her plate.

Qing Yan was about to cry but had no tears, so he asked the imperial kitchen to prepare bitter melons, hoping that Yin would use more of them to reduce his fire.

In the study room, the competition among the elder brothers became fierce.

There were bad rumors circulating in the elder brother's office.

Several older elder brothers had reached the age of entering the court.

The prince could not attend the court, so he had to take care of the young elders.

Dude, study.

Every time the prince received anger from Kangxi, he would turn around and take out all his anger on his younger brother.

The relationship between Yin and the prince was closer than others, so he was often asked to slip out to ward off disasters, which made Yin I can only sulk.

For several days in a row, after school in the afternoon, he locked himself in his study and vented his anger by copying scriptures.

However, the anger in his heart could not dissipate for a long time, and several blisters appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"Si Si, you are suffering from internal heat.

Using more bitter melon will be good for your health.

I won't use it here," Qing Yan muttered in a low voice.

With a glance from him, Qingyan obediently stuffed the bitter melon into her mouth.

A burst of bitterness filled her mouth, which shocked her whole body, and her delicate little face wrinkled together.

The changeable expressions on her little face thoroughly entertained him, and at this moment, his mood slowly improved.

"Qing Yan, it's best to use more bitter melon in summer instead of eating fire."

Yin's approach was obviously to let Qing Yan shoot himself in the foot.

She took off her little shoulders, and she really looked a little decadent.

This bitter melon was definitely her Achilles heel, ow.

"Eat another piece."

Yin Zai went to the study to feel angry.

He couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Qing Yan being angry but afraid to speak.

In the deep palace, the big fish eats the small fish and the small fish eats the shrimp.

He found a balance from Qing Yan.

Will Qing Yan regain his confidence from the slaves?

Yin changed into his regular clothes and went directly to the riding and shooting venue.

Qingyan sent this man away and directly laid him down on the soft couch.

"Su Lan, go bring the spicy crab and rice."

During the Qingyan lunch, she specially ordered a spicy crab.

Yin eats in moderation.

In summer, he rarely eats spicy dishes. , Unless it is hot pot, I will never use these.

"Master, do you want to heat it up?"

The spicy crab and rice are all packed in ice.

Will it go bad in such a hot day?

Qing Yan shook her head.

She could only ask people to cook more during the three meals and save it as a snack.

A certain fourth was in a bad mood.

In the end, he treated her as a vent and laughed directly at her.

However, she was useful in allowing him to leave happily.

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"Master, they are all here."

Su Zhu took a look and saw that everything was well preserved, and the spicy crab was still a little warm.

Qing Yan looked at the spicy crab with various seasonal vegetables scattered on it, and he felt happy.

She picked up a chopstick of seasonal vegetables and mixed it with rice to eat, as if she had returned to a modern food stall.

After Sulan peeled off the shells and skinned a few crabs, Qingyan wiped out all the crabs with a look of satisfaction on his face.

After having a meal with Fourth Master, she would have another meal, each time in secret so that no outsider would know.

The female family members in the Qingyan Palace are so well-behaved.

When the prince puts down his chopsticks, they will stop using them.

After seeing him off, they start busying themselves with their own affairs.

Qingyan will come according to his own preferences.

"Master, do you want to take a nap?"

Su Lan watched Qing Yan touching her belly with satisfaction.

Such an inelegant behavior happened, and she quickly came up to persuade her master.

"No, I'll stay here for a while.

Later, we have to tidy up the small vegetable garden."

That vegetable garden is what Qingyan wants to protect the most.

In winter, as a snack food, Qingyan, of course, hopes for more good things.

Keep the food.

Today, she followed Concubine Tong to pay her respects to the Queen Mother.

The reward given by the Queen Mother made Qing Yan the envy of the female family members.

Fortunately, Qing Yan rarely went out, and the female relatives didn't even bother to visit.

"Fu Jin, let's take a day off."

Su Lan looked at Qing Yan sitting on the small bench, busy taking care of the vegetable garden, and they felt a little uncomfortable.

Before entering the palace, had Qing Yan been so frustrated?

The master actually grew vegetables himself.

There were very few vegetables in winter, and the master liked them very much.

Fei Yanggu and his son always spent huge sums of money to buy the dishes that the master liked.

Although when I was young, I worked in a greenhouse with Qing Yan, but later I became too busy with my studies, and the greenhouse my brother worked for was abandoned.

"That's all, go ahead and prepare it."

Qing Yan comforted Sulan, "In addition, the imperial kitchen will send some fruits and vegetables every day.

Let's make some dried vegetables and fruits ourselves.

This will also be a delicacy during the Chinese New Year."

Qing Yan always believed that he could have enough food and clothing by himself.

Su Lan looked at the back of Qing Yan reading a book, feeling sad in her heart.

"Su Zhu, go ahead and prepare those dried vegetables."

Su Zhu's craftsmanship is the best among the two.

Su Zhu prepares more things that are generally eaten.

"Su Lan, don't be like this.

Fujin is still very happy to look at.

He can also have fun playing with things.

This is not a mansion, and the master no longer wants to visit the garden."

Su Zhu felt sorry for the changes in Qing Yan.

These were all because of the palace. caused by internal constraints.

Sulan wiped her tears with a handkerchief, took two deep breaths, turned around and walked into the room.

Qingyan heard what Sulan and Suzhu said.

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She was glad that she could use the palace rules as an excuse for her change.

An hour later, Qing Yan put down the storybook in his hand and stretched.

"Su Lan, bring the embroidered shoes."

Qing Yan looked at the clock and saw that it was already half past two, so she should start working.

Every day, Qing Yan works for three and a half hours in the afternoon.

At six o'clock, he puts down his tools on time.

Dinner is at seven o'clock, and Yin will be back within this hour.

If Yin doesn't come, the Qing banquet will be put down half an hour later, and the meal time will be postponed to 7:30.

Next to the earth dragon in the side hall, there were more than a dozen white rectangular porcelain pots with lush vegetable seedlings planted in them.

Yin liked the sight of Qing Yan and asked Su Peisheng to clean up the earth dragon in the side hall and place them next to it.

There were more than a dozen flower pots, many of which were seeds that Yin asked Su Peisheng to buy from outside the palace.

Some of them are even imported.

Qing Yan looked at the tomatoes that were being transplanted today, with a smile on his face.

After a while, she will be able to eat tomatoes.

Among the people, tomatoes are regarded as poisonous fruits.

Qingyan also ate them at home.

At that time, her brother also said that those who were only officials would fool the people in order to use more. .

"Sulan put this pot by the window."

The side hall was vacated, and Qing Yan planned to plant vegetables and fruits inside

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