The more I think about it, the more I feel like my head is a little green.
"Sangyan!"
He couldn't hold it back and shouted loudly.
Everyone present was so frightened that they all knelt down: "See your Majesty——"
Including Xuanrao.
He also knelt down and saluted.
Except Sangyan.
She was stunned for a while, then walked over, bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty, why are you here?"
He Ying saw her blank and innocent look, and those dirty thoughts dissipated a little.
How could she have such a hobby if she is so simple?
He must be overthinking it.
He coughed twice and returned to normal: "Nothing, nothing happened. Let's take a look at your farming progress."
Pei Muyang stood aside and thought: Is everything okay? Yesterday I copied the Buddhist scriptures and today I copied the Buddhist scriptures. It was so easy to finish them. I didn’t even read a few memorials. They were all piled up. Why do you say nothing happened?
Sang Yan didn't know what was going on, so when he mentioned farming, he reported the progress with a smile: "Your Majesty, you came by a coincidence, we are almost done. We were talking about stone barbecue, Your Majesty, let's have barbecue together tonight."
Seeing that she was happy, He Ying naturally followed her: "From now on, you can make your own decisions on such small matters."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Sang Yan smiled and thanked him, looked at the kneeling person, and motioned for him to get up.
He Ying understood what she meant and raised his hand: "Everyone, get up. Keep busy with your work."
Sang Yan also went to work.
She pulled Xuanrao up and discussed the barbecue plan with her.
Speaking of the wonderful part, he even started to make gestures: "Just make a platform, burn a charcoal fire underneath, place an iron plate on top, and then cover it with a layer of pebbles..."
He Ying also listened and was very concerned about it. He immediately sent someone to call a few craftsmen and did what Sang Yan said.
There is strength in numbers.
Under imperial power, efficiency is even higher.
The men mixed mud, moved bricks, and built platforms, all of which were hard work.
Sang Yan and Xuan Rao picked and cleaned the pebbles together.
He Ying looked on, nothing happened to him, but he didn't want to leave.
After cleaning for a while, Sang Yan turned her head and saw that he was still there, so she smiled and encouraged: "Your Majesty, come and wash together. It's very fun. This is the joy of group activities."
He Ying heard this and frowned: "I am the emperor, how can I do these things?"
In fact, he has a reputation for being upright.
Wait for Sang Yan to say: "What happened to the emperor? He is the emperor, and he must enjoy himself with the people."
He compromised immediately.
"You are right."
He rolled up his sleeves and squatted down: "I am enjoying myself with the people."
His serious look is very funny.
Sang Yan smiled.
Xuanrao also laughed.
But He Ying glanced at Xuan Rao, and she stopped smiling and did not dare to laugh.
As for Sang Yan?
Of course she was indulged.
Not only did he laugh wantonly, but he also gave him a brush and taught him how to do it: "The emperor must brush it carefully like this before it can be washed clean."
He Ying nodded, took the brush, and scrubbed carefully.
Seeing that Sang Yan had made the emperor so obedient, Xuanrao secretly gave her a thumbs up.
There is a huge difference between whether you like it or not.
Fortunately, she is past the age of jealousy.
After washing the cobblestones, start preparing the ingredients.
Sang Yan shook off the water stains on her hands and went to the imperial kitchen.
There were a lot of people following behind, and the scene was very grand.
"Xuanrao, let me teach you—"
She first selected a large piece of good pork, removed the hard skin, cut it into thick slices, and put it into the basin next to it.
Then, seasonings like ginger, cut into shreds, like garlic, cut into slices, like coriander, cut into segments, etc., all put on the meat.
Finally, pour in soy sauce, cooking wine, chili powder, salt, cumin, sesame seeds, sugar, etc., mix well, and marinate for half an hour.
"It's very simple."
"Do you understand?"
"The next step is to wait for the barbecue table to be set up."
She took the handkerchief from Qiuzhi, wiped her hands clean, and with a wave of her hand, asked people to move the things into the cold palace.
At that time
The barbecue table is already being finished.
When the marinating time is up, the barbecue table is also finished.
Sang Yan put the washed pebbles on top, spread a layer, and began to apply rapeseed oil on top.
"Let's light the fire."
While applying oil, she said, "It's time to light the fire."
After a while, the fire ignited and smoke floated out.
"You can put the meat in."
She picked up the marinated meat slices with chopsticks and placed them on the cobblestones.
"The time to witness the miracle is coming soon."
As soon as he said this, the meat slices were grilled until they were sizzling with oil.
It was an overflowing golden yellow.
The aroma begins to spread.
Sang Yan rubbed her hands in excitement.
When He Ying saw this, he also felt a little appetite, but he was still thinking about her safety: "Sang Yan, stay away, or I'll burn you."
Sang Yan shook his head and smiled: "It's okay. Your Majesty, you can eat now. Don't leave, I'll let you take the first bite."
I don't know when it will get dark.
Hang up the lantern.
She has been working so hard that her forehead is covered with sweat, her face is dirty, and her beautiful dress is also full of dirt. She looks like a woman trapped in the kitchen, but she is still astonishingly beautiful.
He Ying looked at it tenderly and responded with a smile: "Yes. I won't leave. Just be careful."
finally
The first piece of meat is roasted.
Sang Yan immediately picked up the pieces of meat and brought them to his mouth.
I thought it would be hot, so I blew it for a while.
But when He Ying ate it, it still felt hot in his mouth.
If she hadn't fed it, I would have spit it out.
"Does it taste bad?"
Sang Yan saw something wrong with his expression, so she subconsciously picked up a piece of meat and prepared to taste it herself.
He Ying saw it and quickly stopped him: "Don't eat it, it's hot. It's extremely hot."
His mouth was probably blistered from the heat.
The hot meat slices went down into the stomach and made the stomach feel uncomfortable.
He had suffered this crime, but he could not let her suffer it again.
"You wait a while before eating. Be careful of burns."
He covered his mouth and fanned himself.
Sang Yan later realized that she had done something wrong, and her eyes were filled with worry: "Did the Emperor get burned?"
She put down her chopsticks and reached out to touch him, but thinking about his strange illness, she took it back in time.
"I'm sorry, I was so excited. When I looked at the barbecue, I just wanted to eat it."
She couldn't touch him, so she could only signal: "Open your mouth and let me see if you are burned?"
Pei Muyang served tea at this time.
He Ying quickly took it and took a sip of herbal tea before feeling better: "It's okay."
He looked at her barbecue and praised, "Although it's very hot, it's really delicious."
Sang Yan liked hearing this and immediately laughed: "Really? I'll try it too."
Xuanrao had already eaten it and praised it: "This meat is really delicious. It is a delicacy in the world. Sang Yan, how did you come up with it?"
Sang Yan couldn't answer.
Where could she have thought of this?
It’s all the wisdom of modern people!
"Haha, it's delicious. Eat more."
She smiled perfunctorily and changed the subject: "Actually, you can wrap it in lettuce leaves and eat it. Oh, by the way, add a few pieces of garlic. If you don't mind the smell."
Xuanrao is not that particular about image.
As soon as she heard this method, she followed it: "Yun Qiao, go to the imperial kitchen to get lettuce."
Yun Qiao was already drooling with greed.
She looked at the barbecue eagerly and wanted to eat it, but when she heard the order, she could only swallow her saliva and ran to get the lettuce.
Sang Yan also ate a piece at this time. It was really delicious, crispy and fragrant.
Good things naturally have to be shared.
She took a plate, put some slices of meat on it, and distributed it to the people who were helping.
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Try it."
She is approachable and has no airs.
Those people have already been salivating for the barbecue.
But how can I dare to think that I can eat barbecue?
Therefore, when they were given food, they were so moved that they knelt down to thank them.
"Thank you, Master."
"Master Chitose."
This Master Sang is indeed a living Bodhisattva in the harem!