Xining asked someone to prepare an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks.

As soon as this was done, Zhao Yingyue came, and she asked someone to get the dishes and chopsticks.

Zhao Yingyue took off her cloak: "No need."

"They have all entered the palace and will come back after eating in the palace. When they return, they have to go to the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors. The meal will not be served until evening. Anyway, the food is ready, so you can eat whatever you want." Xining turned to the side.

Zhao Heming, who was eating voraciously, said, "Eat less so you can keep your stomach for dinner."

Zhao Heming ate without raising his head: "It doesn't matter. When you're full, go play some guns. You'll be hungry again soon."

Now that we've finished eating, what should the maids below eat? The dishes on the table are all left for the maids in the yard after the master has finished eating.

Xining then told Dongmei: "Go to the chef and ask for some more steamed buns. The chef will also turn on the heat and cook two bowls of noodles. You don't need to pull them into dragon whiskers, just thick noodles."

The little chef turned on the fire so that the maids could cook some noodles to fill their stomachs, at least they wouldn't be hungry until the evening.

After thinking for a while, he said: "There seems to be some mustard ginger sauce, go get it."

"That stuff is good!" Zhao Yingyue became happy when she heard the hot sauce.

There were no chili peppers in this era, only pepper from the Western Regions. However, pepper was expensive and was mostly used as tribute, and the government did not allow private trading. The pepper in the government was basically included in the monthly salary, or was a reward from the palace.

Cut mustard greens and ginger into fine pieces, mash them into puree, add pepper and salt, and cover with oil if you are afraid of spoilage. This is ancient chili sauce.

The noodles came quickly. The second bowl was in medium bowls, and she also helped her put some in small bowls. The noodles were medium thick, sprinkled with chopped green onion, and they looked good.

Zhao Yingyue picked up a small spoon, dug a full spoonful into the porcelain jar of hot sauce, mixed it with the noodles, and started eating it.

Zhao Heming dipped his chopsticks into it, put it in his mouth and tasted it. He immediately stuck out his tongue and said, "It's so spicy, I don't need it." He picked up the vegetables and ate the noodles.

Xining smiled and picked it up with a small spoon, shook it in a small bowl, and added two drops of spicy oil, which was enough.

Zhao Yingyue quickly finished one bowl and asked for another. Xia He quickly took the empty bowl to the kitchen to fill it.

Zhao Yingyue picked up a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, then lectured: "You don't understand. It's bitterly cold in the north. It's icy and snowy. Add a bowl of spicy food to it and your whole body will be warm. It's a pity that the food in the second brother's house

Most of the hot sauce doesn't have pepper, so it always feels like it's missing a bit of flavor. But my second sister-in-law doesn't like pepper, so I can't say anything."

Xining turned his head and said: "Dongmei, go find some pepper and make hot sauce. Let the third brother bring it to you when the time comes. You have to make a note of it."

"Yes, miss!" Dongmei, who was standing next to her, responded.

"The relationship is good, so I'll thank you first. My sister is nice to my brother, unlike some boys who have no conscience at all." Zhao Yingyue rolled her eyes at her nephew who was engrossed in eating next to him, but he just ate and didn't look at anything.

When I arrived, I didn’t know. I could only pick up my chopsticks to eat the vegetables and wait for the noodles to come.

Xining put down his chopsticks, Zhao Yingyue also finished the second bowl of noodles, and Zhao Heming could only put down his chopsticks and say he was done.

While the three of them rinsed their mouths with chrysanthemum water, the maids began to clear the table and serve snacks.

Zhao Heming grabbed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Still eating, it's like a starving ghost reincarnated!" Zhao Yingyue rolled her eyes and turned to care about her sister: "On your side, you eat too little. You need to eat more to be strong."

"You've already eaten a lot. If you don't believe me, ask them." Xining said with a smile.

Dongmei looked at Qiuye, and Qiuye immediately understood: "Isn't that right? The third young master and the young master Sun came today. The young lady was so happy that she ate a lot more than usual. She could eat all the noodles in this bowl. If so.

On weekdays, I can only eat a few. People say that the third lady is a fairy who doesn’t even eat."

Xining suddenly laughed: "What an immortal, I just can't eat. In my daily life, I either lie down or lean on it, so where can I get the appetite? Only Qiuye, a girl, can talk. I didn't mention those women in the yard.

As for me, you can even eat more chicken than me."

Zhao Yingyue laughed for a while: "That's right. How can you be hungry if you don't move? It's not like the wild monkey next to you, who jumps up and down all day long. Now that you have eaten so much, you will be hungry again soon."

While he was talking, Zhao Heming had already grabbed the second piece of snack and chewed it in his mouth: "That's because I'm growing. My third uncle is getting old, so naturally he won't be hungry so easily."

"You say I'm old? No matter how big or small!" Zhao Yingyue stared at her eyes, pretending to fight.

Zhao Heming ducked to the side and straightened his neck: "That's right, my second uncle said that when my third uncle first joined the army, every time he came back from training, he could kill a large basin of noodles or a dozen steamed buns, which scared my second sister-in-law.

I have to collect the remaining steamed buns and wait until later to give them to you, for fear that you might eat them badly."

"You still say that!" Zhao Yingyue pretended to be angry, but it was obvious that she was happy to see the girl beside her, and she was also happy in her heart.

After finishing this meal, I wonder if there will be another time. Xining was a little reluctant to part with it: "It tastes better when there are more people. It's a pity."

Zhao Heming lives with Mrs. Zhao, and Zhao Heming lives with his father. Today, by chance, they all went to the palace, so they just ate whatever they wanted. When they came back, naturally they couldn't come over to eat together.

Zhao Yingyue said: "It's not easy to have a meal together. I just told my mother, what else does my family have to pay attention to when having a meal together."

Zhao Heming immediately said: "Then I will come to eat too. The food here is delicious. My father always refuses to eat fatty meat, and my mother always puts vegetables in my bowl, wishing that I would eat them all. When my father knows, he

I stared at her every meal. As a result, I often quarreled over this matter and couldn't even eat a meal."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhao Yingyue slapped her: "Having said that, others still think that your third aunt's food is better than that of other courtyards."

Zhao Heming touched the back of his beaten head: "Then what should I say? Could it be that my third aunt is beautiful but can't eat enough, so I helped her eat everything?"

Xining thought for a moment: "Otherwise, just say that you think this courtyard is quite elegant and you want to spend more time with me. We practice martial arts in the courtyard every morning. By the way, we also have lunch in the courtyard."

Zhao Yingyue frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed: "Then let's put it like this."

At this time, the servant came into the room and said that it was the general, the prince and several wives had returned from the palace, and the prince's wife asked Mr. Sun to go back.

After the ceremony and the banquet, I came back; it was time to worship at the ancestral hall, and I asked my descendants to go back and prepare.

So Zhao Heming said goodbye and hurried away with the boy.

As soon as the people left, Zhao Yingyue asked: "Did anything happen recently?"

After falling into the water before, the government made some arrangements for nursing homes. There are many nursing homes living in the small house next to the courtyard.

I have no intuition, and I'm not stupid enough to think it's normal.

"Didn't mother tell you about Poria cocos?" Xining asked.

Zhao Yingyue shook her head: "No, I only heard some rumors."

It seemed that she was afraid that Zhao Yingyue would be reckless, so Xining told the general story of what happened.

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