I just want salted fish

Chapter 61

Feng Linlin's bribery was as fierce as a tiger, and Xiaozao was completed the next day, causing everyone in the cold palace to watch the fun.

Anyway, sooner or later it was going to open, Feng Linlin let them watch, and even steamed a pot of rice cakes for treats.

After researching and purchasing a full range of sauces and seasonings brought back by the eunuchs, Feng Linlin concluded that the current economic level of Dongyue Kingdom should be comparable to that of China in the late Qin and early Han Dynasties.

Dongyue’s sauces are mostly made of minced meat, with very few seasonings. Wine and vinegar have appeared, but the salt is coarse brine, the sugar is maltose (maltose), what kind of edible oil, oyster sauce, soy sauce, soy sauce, cooking wine, cumin, and pepper powder Doubanjiang Sweet Noodle Sauce Laoganma...

Not all.

The ingredients and seasonings are so scarce, and the cooking methods are also pitiful. They are nothing more than steaming and baking, which tastes bland.

Even the emperor has never eaten tomato scrambled eggs.

What the emperor did was really nasty.

Feng Linlin got up early and steamed a large pot of rice cakes and left them there. When I went to see them at noon, there was only the bottom of the pot left.

Kouer was a little worried: "Miss, if we send it like this, will we be poor?"

Feng Linlin couldn't help laughing: "Silly, your lady won't be hungry for that little food. This is an advertisement. If there are leftovers, it will prove that my sister and I are not very good at cooking."

Ko'er thoughtfully ran to the back and rubbed her shoulders: "You were pounding rice until midnight last night, and Ko'er felt distressed when she saw it."

Feng Linlin was a little guilty, and laughed: "Little girl really knows how to hurt people... From now on, my sister will make a lot of money, and I will find you a good family."

Ko'er punched her on the shoulder, feeling ashamed and angry: "Oh, miss, why are you talking so nonsense!"

"Ha ha……"

The little girl is so innocent and cute.

I wonder which bastard will get the better of him in the future.

As expected, in the middle of the afternoon, someone came to the door.

A little palace maid dressed simply but with a clean face knocked on Feng Linlin's courtyard door: "This servant is Huang Rong from Concubine Jing's palace. I came here to pay homage to Concubine Shu."

Although all the concubines are in the cold palace, they still use the title they used before they were thrown into the cold palace.

Concubine Jing is gentle and honest, she doesn't fight or grab, but unfortunately her father and brother plotted against her, she was also implicated, she was relegated to the cold palace, and lived a life of depression.

This was before Feng Lin entered the palace.

"Exemption." Feng Linlin didn't put on airs, "You came to my palace, but sister Jingpin has something to do?"

Huang Rong spoke with a worried look on her face: "I dare not hide it from Concubine Shu. Since the beginning of autumn, Concubine Jing has not had much appetite. Today, I took the rice cakes from Concubine Shu's palace. Concubine Jing has no appetite." Only then are I willing to use some..."

As she said this, Xiao Huang Rong almost cried: "I beg Empress Shu, please give me some more rice cakes... Empress Jingbin has a weak body and has become skin and bones these days. I can't bear it..."

Feng Linlin waved her hand: "Rice cakes can be made at any time, but they are not free."

Little Huangrong saw Concubine Shu's attitude of making great efforts to build a building, and she was already prepared. Hearing this, she immediately took out a small purse from her bosom, and said, "This is from Concubine Jing's body..."

"No money. I'm too tired to pound rice. I can't do it. Come and help me."

Little Huang Rong was a little dumbfounded, then she knelt down and kowtowed tearfully: "Thank you, Concubine Shu!"

Xiao Huangrong was older than Kerr, and she had suffered a lot. She worked very hard, pounding rice with a hammer.

While Feng Linlin was boiling water, Kerr asked quietly from the side: "Miss, aren't we in this business just to make money? Why don't you accept Empress Jing's gift of thanks?"

Feng Linlin sighed: "Look at Huang Rong, she's dressed so shabby, and the thing in her purse must be the last valuable thing in Jingpin's palace, can I be ashamed?"

"Although this is the case, the first business doesn't cost money, isn't it good?"

"If it wasn't at the end of the mountain, how could Concubine Jing be willing to take out all the treasures at the bottom of the box for a bite to eat?" Feng Linlin looked at the flames licking the bottom of the pot, "When the rice cakes come out of the pot, let's go and see together Look at Concubine Jing."

Kerr understood what Feng Linlin meant and remained silent.

In the evening, the rice cakes came out of the pot, Feng Linlin put them in a box, and the master and servant followed Huang Rong to Concubine Jing's palace.

Jingpin's residence was even more dilapidated than Feng Linlin's, but it was cleaned very cleanly, and the owner's care and delicacy could be seen everywhere.

Huang Rong took the initiative to introduce: "Ms. Concubine Jing used to plant flowers and fish in the yard, but the cost was too high, so she stopped doing it in the end. The flower garden and fish pond were all abandoned..."

Feng Linlin nodded.

After entering the room, a warm air with a medicinal smell rushed towards me.

Huang Rong was the first to step forward: "Empress Jing, Concubine Shu are here and have brought snacks."

The person in the quilt moved, and a face like withered petals was revealed: "Sister Shu Fei? I'm sorry, this concubine is so rude..."

"There's no need to be formal, just lie down."

Feng Linlin walked over to look at her, only to see Pin Jing's face was ashen, and her pupils were a little dizzy, knowing that she was dying soon.

In the last mission, she saw Yuri's distraught appearance in front of her hospital bed, so she couldn't help feeling distressed when she saw Concubine Jing who was seriously ill.

"Sister, I heard that you like rice cakes, so I made more and brought them."

Concubine Jing smiled slightly, her voice as light as air: "Thank you sister... When I was young, my mother often made rice cakes to appetize and nourish my sisters... Unexpectedly, the taste made by Sister Shufei was the same as my mother's... …”

Feng Linlin patted her head: "Is there anything else you want to eat?"

Concubine Jing closed her eyes and murmured, "It's already...enough..."

She knew that her time was numbered, after suffering in the cold palace for so many years, she had no regrets to be able to eat her childhood snacks before she died.

She doesn't hate her rebellious father and brother, nor does she hate the heartless emperor.

Her father and brother regarded her like a pearl like a treasure, and the emperor once loved her.

However, if she could do it over again, she would stay far away from this palace and be the little daughter of Cheng Huan's parents.

Feng Linlin stayed with Concubine Jing in the palace until midnight.

In the middle of the night, Jingpin passed away.

After death, the powerless concubine of the cold palace was given a pair of clean clothes, a straw mat, and a thin coffin, which were carried out of the palace and buried hastily.

Prosperous favor is like smoke, it will be blown away.

Huang Rong's background was similar to that of Kou'er, once Concubine Jing died, she would have no one to rely on in this palace.

The maids who died of their masters were regarded as ominous people. Even if they could continue to stay in the palace, they would only get the hardest and most tiring work.

Feng Linlin saw that Huang Rong was disheartened and wanted to die, and said, "If you have nowhere to go, just follow me."

After Huang Rong heard this, she knelt down deeply and said, "Thank you so much for taking me in! Your Majesty is so kind and kind, I will never forget it in this life!"

Feng Linlin could tell that Kerr didn't seem happy about Huang Rong's joining.

But because he had spoken, the child didn't say anything.

　Sorry for the lateness, the schedule is too chaotic these days.

　　I am a doll without emotion.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)