Chapter 125(1/2)
The Taihuang Concubine's condition has been repeated, sometimes awake and sometimes unable to recognize others.
Jiang Yanyi said he would go to pay New Year's greetings, but because the imperial concubine was sick again, the Chu family only came forward to send gifts.
On that day, Feng Shuo sent someone to deliver the news, saying that the imperial concubine wanted to see her.
Jiang Yanyi is a rare thing to dress herself up as long as she doesn't go out on weekdays. She always feels comfortable. Thanks to her innate advantages, her skin is as delicate as milk. If it weren't for the fact that the winter in Xizhou was too dry and cold, she wouldn't even bother to apply moisturizing balm.
Now she quickly washed her clothes again. Jiang Yanyi's facial features were too bright. She was afraid that the imperial concubine would not like it. When she put on makeup, she pressed her eyebrows down, which looked a little gentle. She only applied a little thin powder on her face, and lit a red lips. A jade face could be called a national color.
The clothes are a lotus-colored brocade silver silk satin skirt, which is neither gorgeous nor too simple. This era is beautiful with thinness, but unfortunately Jiang Yanyi's figure is not weak at all. Fortunately, her waist is slender, so she wrapped her waist tightly, and a piece of willow waist came out, but it also highlighted her exquisite figure.
Aunt Guo was helping Jiang Yanyi tie her hair bun. Huo Jianjia looked at Jiang Yanyi's bulging chest quietly on the side, staring at her flat chest, and then at the okra beside her.
Okra has gained weight recently. The newly prepared wedding dress is so tight that it is so tight that it is naturally very well-produced on the chest.
Huo Jianjia's face was expressionless and tightened the collar of the collar a little.
The heavy fight on your chest is a burden!
After finishing his makeup, Jiang Yanyi brought a century-old ginseng to Fengfu.
The housekeeper Fuxi was so enthusiastic about her that he directly led her to the Mingtan Courtyard where the Taihuang Concubine was.
Even though he had psychological construction early, Jiang Yanyi was still amazed when he saw Feng Shuo's mother.
On the clear day after the snow, the morning light is light and thin, and the light and shadows are illuminated in the quaint and deep courtyard. There are also water stains left by the snow on the bluestone floor tiles, which are inexplicably cold.
The Imperial Concubine personally broke the plum branches in the courtyard. She was wearing a crimson purple soft silver light silk skirt and a cold-proof fox fur cloak on her shoulders. The skin on her face seemed to be shiny in the morning light. Because of the posture of raising her hand to fold the branches, half of the white wrist like frosty and snow was exposed. She did not wear any gold, silver and jade bracelets on her wrist, but only a copper coin strung with red thread.
But the red line seems to be a little old, with a dull color and severe wear.
"Empress, Miss Chu is here."
After Fuxi stepped into the courtyard, he reported to the Taihuang Concubine.
Jiang Yanyi gave a blessing in his father's name: "I have met the Imperial Concubine."
The Imperial Concubine handed the plum blossom branch that had just been folded from her hand to the maid behind her. When she turned to look at Jiang Yanyi, a smile appeared in her eyes: "Get up quickly, good boy, but I've hoped for you."
She stepped forward and held Jiang Yanyi's hand. Perhaps because she was blowing outside, her fingertips were a little cold.
The Grand Princess looked up and down at Jiang Yanyi, and the more she looked at her, the deeper the smile in her eyes: "I don't know how many lifetimes that boy has cultivated."
Jiang Yanyi was really nervous and hurriedly said, "You have ruined your daughter."
The Imperial Concubine took her hand and walked towards the warm room, smiling and said, "What's wrong with you? I said it's his blessing, that's his blessing. You kid are so weak that you can calm the boy down."
After entering the warm room, a maid immediately came forward to remove the cold-proof cloak for them.
The ground dragons were burning in the warm gaze, warm and warm, just wearing a satin jacket was a little hot.
Seeing that Jiang Yanyi had only removed the cloak, the rabbit-haired scarf on his neck had no intention of taking it off, the imperial concubine couldn't help but ask, "But I feel cold?"
As soon as she came in from outside, Jiang Yanyi's face was simmering pink from the heat, and she was a little pretty with a bright look. She shook her head and said, "It's not cold, but my daughter is just cold, so she dare not be careless."
If the great princess saw the shocking traces on her neck, she would probably not be able to be a human being.
When the imperial concubine heard that she was infected with the cold, she said something to care about her. She took out a warm-colored mutton fat bracelet from the jewelry box and put it on Jiang Yanyi:
"Ai's family is sick from time to time, and even if they want to take care of Yannu, they are not strong enough. The child is suffering. His temperament is more paranoid than others, but his nature is not bad. I'll give him to you. If Ai's family is gone in the future, I hope you can support him for the rest of your life."
Feng Shuo's nickname is Yannu.
The emperor's name is Feng Shiyan, and Feng Shuo's nickname means Feng Shiyan's slave.
Jiang Yanyi knew a little about Feng Shuo's past, and when he heard the Taihuang Concubine say this, he felt heartbroken. She said, "Don't worry."
The Imperial Concubine then showed a relieved smile.
The two of them talked about something else. When talking about the flower room, the Taihuang Concubine was quite knowledgeable about flowers. Jiang Yanyi's peppers planted in the Fengfu flower room have been picked all over the ripe ones, and now there are some green and red hangings on the chili plants.
The Imperial Concubine smiled and said, "This kind of pepper is hard to serve. You have planted so much, I'm afraid it's a lot of effort."
The Taihuang Concubine was so beautiful. When she smiled, Jiang Yanyi felt a little dizzy and said honestly: "It's mainly for eating."
"Eat?" The Imperial Concubine was slightly stunned.
Jiang Yanyi then realized what stupid things she had said just now. She could only grit her teeth and said, "Chi peppers are as flavored as ingredients, which is much more fragrant than pepper."
The Queen Mother was stunned for a moment and laughed happily: "You child is really an open-minded person. You are hard to find something outside. You are just a meal and a meal."
Jiang Yanyi was praised to the point of guilt and said, "The Empress is too rewarded, but the daughter is just trying to be tempted."
The joy on the face of the Taihuang Concubine became more and more obvious: "Life is just a hundred years old, and you have to have a plan. What's wrong with your appetite? The Ai family still cares about the taste of rose cakes by the canal of Yangzhou. The rose cakes I ate in the palace were not the same. Now in Xizhou, no one can make them if you want to taste them."
When the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine said this, she felt a little sad and shook her head with a smile.
There are dietary differences between the north and the south, and transportation is inconvenient in this era. Some snacks unique to the south are difficult to eat in the north.
She is from Yangzhou, but since she has been in the opera troupe in Yangzhou City, she doesn't know who her father is and who her mother is.
Jiang Yan said with this: "I am lucky to have learned to make rose cakes. If the Empress does not dislike it, the Empress can make it for the Empress to taste."
The Empress's eyes showed a hint of joy: "Why are your child so skillful? Then the Ai family is so happy today."
There were ready-made roses in the flower room in Fengfu. The servants in the mansion heard that the imperial concubine wanted to eat rose cakes, so they immediately went to the flower room to pick a lot of fresh rose petals and brought them over.
When I made food for the Taihuang Concubine, there were people watching the kitchen from time to time. The Taihuang Concubine was a shameless person and followed her into the kitchen.
It was still early, and the rose petals were still stained with dew. The petals were thick and fragrant. They were spread in the bamboo sieve, which was particularly pleasing to the eye just to look at.
Jiang Yanyi washed the petals and drained them, added sugar and rubbed them into rose sauce. It looked a little dry, and added some honey to increase humidity and adjust the fragrance. The mixed rose sauce was marinated in the dark for a period of time. While retaining the original fragrance of flowers, it can remove the bitterness in the petals.
What is more troublesome is preparing the filling of water, oily skin and pastry.
The cook of Shuifeng Mansion had learned to make egg tarts with Jiang Yanyi before. The two met each other, and she could also help when Jiang Yanyi prepared the dough.
When kneading the dough with water and oil, add sugar until the surface of the dough is smooth, but the oil is made of kneading with large boiled oil and kneading.
When the cook saw Jiang Yanyi preparing two types of dough, he was surprised: "It turns out that two types of dough are needed to make this rose pastry. I used to explore the recipe that the girl taught me to make snacks. No wonder it was always wrong to make it."
Jiang Yanyi smiled and said, "The egg tarts are made of oil and pastry, and the cakes made are very easy to fall off and are difficult to put on a plate."
The taste will also be a little greasy, overshadowing the original fragrance of the rose filling.
The cook nodded as if he was taught.
After making the water and oily skin and oily pastry, they rolled it into equal parts. Jiang Yanyi demonstrated it to the cook, "Wrap the oily pastry pastry like a dumpling, use the rolling pin and roll it up, then roll it up again, roll it into a dough roll, press the index finger to the middle, and wrap the dough roll to the middle, and then fold it in the middle. After flattening, the dough powder will be ready."
The cook got started very quickly, Jiang Yanyi took her to make a few, and the cook basically learned it.
The Taihuang Concubine was novel and tried to make dough powder by herself after cleaning her hands.
Jiang Yanyi gave advice from time to time, corrected the actions of the Taihuang Concubine, and said: "The dough of wisteria flower cake is the same. When spring begins, the Empress can try making wisteria flower cake. It tastes no worse than rose cake."
The Imperial Concubine said: "You can ask your child for your blessing. Then Ai's family will have to try it."
Jiang Yanyi is an expert in cooking. With the kindness of the emperor and the concubine, she was not as reserved as she was at the beginning. The two of them discussed almost all the flowers and trees that could be made in various seasons and made cakes and vegetables.
The Taihuang Concubine asked someone to write down all the flowers and trees, saying that she would pull out all the flowers and trees that could not be cooked in the flower house. Jiang Yanyi was amused and cried when she changed the planting of these foods. She thought that the Taihuang Concubine was also an interesting person.
The cook was responsible for making the dough, so Jiang Yanyi started to make the filling.
After she fryed the glutinous rice flour on a low heat, she fryed some chopped peanuts, chopped almonds and white sesame seeds, and mixed them into the rose sauce. The glutinous rice flour can increase the consistency of the rose sauce, with a soft and glutinous texture, and a crispy peanuts and almonds, with rich texture and fragrant aroma in the mouth.
The mixed rose filling is pinned into small balls, grind the detergent with a rolling pin, wrap the filling, press it into a cake shape, brush a layer of egg liquid on the skin, then use a fine bamboo stick to tie some small holes and put them in the stove to bake, which can prevent the pancake from being heated and expanded, causing the skin to break.
When a tray of pastry cakes came out of the oven, the skin of the cake was crispy and yellow, and you could smell the faint rose fragrance inside before you could even bite it open.
The chef of Feng Mansion is a powerful person. It can be seen that the imperial concubine also likes Jiang Yanyi, so she praised: "It's still Miss Chu's skillfulness. The old slave feels fragrant just by smelling the smell."
Jiang Yanyi took one and handed it to the Taihuang Concubine: "Try it."
The Queen Mother was happy in her heart, and the things she ate into her mouth felt a little sweeter: "This filling is well-made."
"Empress, the prince is here!" Fuxi entered the kitchen to pass the message, and his face almost burst into laughter.
The Imperial Concubine looked at Jiang Yanyi, smiled and shook her head: "In the past, he couldn't get enough time to come over after repeated orders. It's not time to eat today, so I'm here."
Jiang Yanyi was embarrassed by the imperial concubine and said, "The prince was just busy with official duties in the past, and he must have always been thinking about filial piety in his heart."
The Imperial Concubine smiled and said, "Your mouth is like smearing honey."
The two left the kitchen, and the little maid followed them to the warm-up cube with freshly baked rose cakes.
As soon as he entered the warm pavilion, Jiang Yanyi smelled a strange fragrance.
The Taihuang Concubine was also stunned: "Stinky tofu?"
Jiang Yan remembered that he wanted to eat stinky tofu last night, and his face became hot and he secretly glanced at Feng Shuo.
Today, Feng Shuo was wearing a black python robe with silver curly cloud patterns embroidered on his cuffs. He seemed like a meteor fell to the ground while walking, his jade crown was tied high, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were still filled with the coldness of not entering.
He hadn't seen Jiang Yanyi wear such a waist-lined dress, and his eyes flashed over her slim waist that could not be held, and stayed for a moment on her chest that was forced to stick out to her slender waist.
Mi Luan appeared in front of his eyes last night, a thin layer of redness appeared in his ears, but his eyes darkened. He kept moving and looked away, and called out: "Mother's wife."
After entering the room, the imperial concubine saw the stinky tofu on the table, she couldn't stop laughing: "You are so mean. I only mentioned to Madam Song before that I want to eat it. You will order someone to buy it back today."
"It's good that the mother likes it." Feng Shuo responded a little distractedly, as if half-lowing his eyes were thinking about his own affairs, but his eyes glanced at Jiang Yanyi from time to time. Obviously, he didn't know in advance that the imperial concubine also wanted to eat stinky tofu.
The maid in the mansion put the plate of rose cakes on the table, and the imperial concubine picked up a piece and handed it to Feng Shuo: "Try it, this is what the Ai family and the Chu girl learned to do. I don't know how you deceived people like this."
Jiang Yanyi smiled with a hug, but didn't dare to look up.
To be continued...