Xing Xiyan took a bite of steamed pork with bamboo tube rice, and his taste buds in a new world were opened immediately.
"I didn't expect that pork can be eaten in this way? What's mixed in it? It has the aroma of rice, is soft, glutinous and refreshing, and is suitable for all ages."
"If this dish is sold in Tianxianglou, it will definitely become a signature dish. As for the bamboo tube rice, it loses some color in front of this plate of steamed pork."
On the side, the housekeeper was secretly dumbfounded. After all, my cousin had a business brain, and he had been focusing on this dish all of a sudden.
But think about it, if this dish really makes it into Tianxianglou, it won't bring considerable profits.
However, I just don’t know if the second lady is willing to give me the recipe.
"Cousin, I suspect my cousin has more than just this recipe. How about——"
"Are you planning to let your cousin-in-law buy shares this time? Or are you planning to buy your cousin-in-law's recipes? You have to know that no matter who learns this craft, Rijin Jindou can't say, but he will definitely make a profit.
The bowl is full.”
Well!
Before Xing Xiyan could finish his sentence, he was stunned by his cousin's words. Who is he? He has a head with eighteen bends.
"Buy shares, let my cousin take the recipes and buy them into my shares in Tianxianglou."
He didn't believe that her cousin-in-law had this recipe.
Xiao Mingxuan put down his chopsticks.
"How much is the dividend?"
Xing Xiyan's brain was running rapidly.
For the first time, his cousin agreed to buy shares of his cousin. Is this because he was enjoying the sweetness of ylang-ylang? Or does his cousin have other ideas?
"The amount of the dividend depends on how many rare and profitable recipes my cousin has."
On the side, the housekeeper chewed his teeth and secretly exclaimed, the cousin and the prince are really both old foxes.
Xiao Mingxuan glanced at him lightly.
"Tomorrow, you will go with me to the Duke's Mansion."
"Okay."
Xing Xiyan snapped his fingers, reached out and picked up another chopstick of steamed pork.
"It's a little cold. Let's warm it up on the brazier."
As he spoke, he took the grate and placed half a small plate of steamed pork on the grate.
"Why did my cousin so happily agree to let my cousin buy shares this time? Last time when my cousin bought shares in Ylangxiang, I saw that my cousin still had objections?"
Xiao Mingxuan stood up, sat behind the desk, and spoke calmly.
"I just want to be able to eat steamed pork with vermicelli noodles at any time without having to have your cousin sister-in-law cook so hard."
By the way, he can also make money by letting his wife lie down.
Xing Xiyan burst into laughter.
"I don't know what my cousin's face will be like when she hears this reason."
The next day, I went to court in the morning and arranged all the affairs.
Xiao Mingxuan returned home and changed into the prince's uniform. The housekeeper had already prepared boxes after boxes of betrothal gifts, and as Mo Han shouted.
"rise".
The huge procession of marriage proposals stretched from the entrance of the Nine Princes' Mansion to the entrance of the alley with no end in sight.
Although there is no red silk filling the sky, the gongs and drums are beating loudly.
However, the appearance of such a team still filled the two sides of the long street with spectators on three levels outside and on three levels outside.
"How is this going?"
I am really surprised that there is no information.
"You don't even know this. The Ninth Prince is going to the Duke's Mansion to propose marriage."
The moment I became well-informed, I felt that my image had become a bit taller.
"Proposing marriage? Who?"
"The second young lady of the Duke's residence!"
"It's her!"
His tone was full of disdain.
"She wasn't Zhao before -"
"Do you want to lose your head on this big day? You dare to discuss royal matters."
The person who was scolded silently shut his mouth.
Someone said again:
"It's such a big fight to propose marriage, wouldn't it be a beautiful day when we get married?"
The speaker's words became a prophecy, and when the Ninth Prince got married half a year later, it caused a sensation in the entire capital.
The entrance to the Duke's Mansion was also full of people at this time.
Headed by the Duke and his wife, the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion, the married eldest lady, and Lord Pei Tingsong, the minister of Dali Temple, except for the second son who was working hard in the academy to prepare for the war next year, he did not return to the capital, and the rest were waiting.
All are here.
"Come here, come here, sir, madam, the prince is here."
Someone shouted.
Everyone looked at it together.
The leader was none other than the Ninth Prince Xiao Mingxuan, who was riding a tall red horse.
Today, he took off his black clothes and wore a purple prince's suit with gold trim. He had a gold silk spider pattern belt of the same color tied around his waist. His black hair was tied up with a jade-gilt gold crown. His slender body was straight and straight.
He is rich and handsome yet reveals his innate nobility.
Behind him were Mo Han, Shen Yang, Xing Xiyan and a large and cheerful team carrying the betrothal gift.
"This is--"
When the Duke and his wife saw the endless procession of marriage proposals coming from the alley, their eyes were full of surprise.
He knew that the Ninth Prince valued his daughter, but today was just a marriage proposal, and the betrothal gift for the marriage proposal was more than the so-called ten-mile red dots given to the daughters of some powerful men.
While he was talking, the group of people proposing the marriage had already arrived in front of him.
"I bring my family to see the Ninth Prince."
Xiao Mingxuan jumped off his horse.
"The prince of the country is exempt from gifts, and everyone is exempt from gifts."
"Today is a happy day, and all etiquette is waived."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Everyone thanked him in unison.
"Your Majesty, please."
"Father-in-law, please."
The Duke of Guo was stunned for a moment when he was called father-in-law, and then his old face beamed with joy.
At the same time, in an attic a few dozen meters away from the outer street of the Duke's Mansion, a lonely figure stood there in brocade clothes and white fur, with black hair like a waterfall, scattered behind his back, giving him a lonely temperament.
I saw him overlooking the direction of the Duke's Mansion in the distance. His eyes were floating and dark, as deep and quiet as an ancient well. His shallow lips raised an intriguing arc, as if he was brewing a different emotion.
"Wouldn't it be boring if there was less to see if it was so exciting?"
He turned slightly and looked at the man in black kneeling on the ground behind him, with a smile in his eyes.
"dont you agree?"
"Master is right!"
The man in black bowed his head, not daring to meet his eyes.
Although those eyes were smiling, they were endlessly cold and gloomy.
"Go, on this great day, I will light the fire for them in the capital to celebrate.
Congratulations."
The calm voice was filled with chilling words.
The man in black looked up at his master in shock.
Then he realized that his reaction was disrespectful to his master, and hurriedly bowed his head in approval.
Seeing that his master was still looking in the direction of the Duke's Mansion without giving any further instructions, he quickly left.
The man in brocade clothes and white fur slowly turned around, and it turned out to be King Zhao Xiao Zhumo.
In the Duke's Mansion, when Luo Jiuli looked at the big red wooden box in the yard and the big red silk tied to the box, he was so shocked that he didn't close his mouth for a long time.
"Do you want to be so exaggerated?"
"Second Miss, this is not an exaggeration. When the prince proposes marriage, he must be different from others."