As the road was approaching, Qing Yan specially prepared a lot of snacks, which the women could only hold in the car.
They included some grilled dried fish, cold side dishes, and fruit salad.
If Kangxi was hungry on the way, they could still fill their stomachs. want Yin sat cross-legged on the cushion, holding a book in her left hand and a pen in her right hand.
She began to read through her memorials.
She cut the fruits and ate them one by one with a small silver fork.
In her left hand, she also held a book.
The script that Yin collected for her.
As the story progressed, her little mouth curled up and down.
Yin couldn't help but smile as he watched the little girl enjoy eating.
"Little boy," he opened his mouth slightly in her direction.
Qingyan was stunned, and seeing Sisi's certain behavior, he inserted a strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth.
Fortunately, she still has a secret place, otherwise it would be difficult to eat even a piece of fruit on the road.
"Are they delicious?"
These strawberries are the seeds Qingyan bought from the system, and there is still no difference between them and those outside.
"It tastes good.
When the time comes, get some seeds and plant them in your yard."
Yin Dao likes to plant things.
There are a lot of seeds in Xiao Guai's space.
He hopes to test them in the vegetable garden of the mansion. ah Qing Yan started to wonder, was Yin ready to become a farmer before it was the critical time to seize the throne in Jiulong?
"It's nice to be able to live a leisurely life after being busy."
Yin was ready to relax.
As the time for the heirloom was approaching, he felt that becoming a farmer earlier would reassure Kangxi.
Everything in the past has changed a lot since Concubine Tong passed away prematurely.
Wu Yashi can no longer control his backyard, which gives him help in the palace.
He is no longer a pitiful little person who may be framed by his mother at any time.
"If you grow something, give it to E Niang as well."
Yin said with emotion.
There are still very few farmers growing strawberries around the capital.
If they want Concubine Tong to eat strawberries as soon as possible, they have to do it themselves so that they can have enough food and clothing.
"Yes, I understand."
Qingyan nodded secretly.
After the imperial edict from Emperor Kangxi was conveyed, all the slaves in the camp started to move.
The slaves in the imperial dining room were probably the busiest.
They had to make all the noodles before they were lucky enough.
It was difficult to do that on the road.
As beautiful as the plains.
The things you give to the long live master must be of a good quality, otherwise, he will lose his head and fall to the ground because the shape is not exquisite.
As time went by, Kangxi's thoughts became more and more difficult to figure out.
Those who had been working in the imperial kitchen for decades always hoped to have a happy ending.
"General manager, we are about to march, and our noodles haven't risen yet."
The pastry cook in the imperial kitchen was about to cry.
News came from the imperial tent that Sifujin’s small pastries are very novel.
Although the materials used in the imperial dining room are not necessarily exquisite, the novelty of the shape is more important.
They rarely use flower shapes to make pastries.
Some palace concubines pay more attention to the language of flowers.
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If you are not careful, you will make the palace concubines unhappy, and they will definitely be dealt with.
Therefore, the noodles prepared for the Qing Banquet were only prepared according to Concubine Tong's preferences.
How could they only care about Concubine Tong, who had no money and some resentment in Qing Yan's heart?
Why did they do this?
"Long live the Lord's wish, we must prepare the breakfast according to Sifujin."
The manager of the imperial kitchen said.
Several of them have served Long Live Lord for decades, and this is the first time they have encountered such a difficult problem.
If they cannot satisfy Long Live Lord this time, their black hats will not be guaranteed.
"Sifujin has prepared delicious cold dishes for Long Live Lord.
Those meals are for ordinary people.
Can we go in?"
The people in the imperial kitchen were also helpless.
Every time they put in something, they had to test it several times.
Long live the Lord directly named what he wanted this time, which reduced some difficulty for them.
Otherwise, they couldn't guess this even if they tried hard.
The manager could only wave his hand and let the servants start preparing the dried vegetables, hoping to make those delicious cold dishes of Sifujin.
"This won't work.
The vegetables used in Sifujin are all fresh.
There is still a difference between dried vegetables and fresh vegetables."
The imperial chef directly denied it.
They knew that Qingyan purchased it in a nearby county, and those were purchased specifically for Kangxi.
Now, they can only bite the bullet.
With the big Buddha like Fourth Master here, who dares to hang out in front of Qing Yan?
"Master's intention is to do it according to Sifujin's instructions.
We should not send it to the imperial kitchen.
We can make do with the other palace concubines."
The manager of the imperial kitchen understood Li Dequan's hint, and he felt that After a while, he finally didn't let himself fall into crisis.
The dishes they served were served to the minister's table.
Feiyanggu and his son had as many as nine dishes.
"Really."
The imperial chef's eyes lit up.
When they return to the palace, they will have more vegetables if they want.
They can also get a few more for Long Live Lord.
In this wilderness, they were powerless even if they wanted to, and the prices of those seasonal vegetables were extremely expensive.
Therefore, they had to pay for the delivery, hoping to get assistance from Sifujin.
"Let someone inquire about Si Fujin's side.
If we can get more materials, we can give the fourth master and Si Fujin the same raw materials after returning to the palace."
The manager of the imperial kitchen had the idea of paying tribute to the foreign vassal.
They didn't know how to use those raw materials, so many things were expired and thrown away.
I heard that Qing Yan seemed to prefer using these things to make meals, so they exchanged them for ready-made things.
"Okay, manager, you go and report back to Fourth Master."
Each of them dared to talk to Yin about this.
In their opinion, the Fourth Master is just a stickler for the rules.
If they dare to say this, the Fourth Master will definitely report it to the Long Live Lord.
Those things belong to the royal family, and they have no right to deal with these tributes.
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"We must report back.
Before that, we must go back to Long Live Lord first."
The manager of the imperial kitchen rubbed his eyebrows.
He was too persistent.
If they were facing the prince, they would not have such a headache.
"Didn't Eunuch Li imply that we can solve it ourselves?"
the imperial chef, who received the order together with the general manager, said in a low voice.
In fact, the manager of the imperial kitchen also wants to solve the problem as soon as possible, even if they lose some money, it is okay.
"Let's go to the imperial tent."
The manager of the imperial kitchen did not want to take responsibility.
He could only arrange everything if he reported everything to Kangxi.
As soon as he arrived at the imperial tent, he was stopped by Li Dequan at the entrance of the tent.
"Why are you here?"
Li Dequan looked at the manager of the imperial kitchen and wondered.
Just now, he went to the imperial kitchen and told these people to let them solve the problem on their own. " "Eunuch Li, we want to use the tributes from foreign vassals.
Without the will of Lord Long Live, I'm worried that they won't let go."
Supervisor Yu Shangfang also said helplessly.
Li Dequan pursed his lips and smiled.
The fourth master's image of obeying the rules was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and all these slaves became calm
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