Time travel, Your Highness Ninth Prince has been rejected from marriage again!

Qingyun was sitting on the second floor of Baihua Pavilion, drinking iced milk tea and eating potato chips, not to mention how comfortable she felt.

Baihua Pavilion is Mo Jingchun's newly opened sweet water shop. Qingyun originally wanted to call it Mixue Bingcheng, but she always felt it was a bit unethical, so she ended up choosing Baihua Pavilion from Mo Jingchun.

Qingyun felt that milk tea was better served in cups, so she ordered people to make a large number of glass cups, which were similar in appearance to modern milk tea cups, and the straws were replaced by thin bamboo.

Milk tea alone is not enough, so Mo Jingchun added a lot of pastries without Qingyun's reminder. But Qingyun added another dish of potato chips. The chef's knife skills were really good. The potatoes were cut very thin and tasted particularly crispy.

Qingyun sprinkled some chili powder and it tasted better. She also taught the chef to make potato tarts and French fries, and the results were very good.

This era is also strange. It does not have modern technology, but it does have some things that came later.

Such as potatoes, onions, glass, and even pepper. Of course, it’s not called glass here, it’s called colored glaze, and potatoes aren’t called potatoes, they’re called yam beans. But no matter what it is called, it is still the same thing.

However, Qingyun did not dwell on this. This was a dynasty that did not exist in history. It was not easy to figure out the rules here.

Baihua Pavilion officially opened today, and many people came. Even Shen Lingfei, Lin Ruochu, and Lu Xingci were called to support the event.

Qingyun drank the milk tea in her hand with enjoyment and glanced sideways at Yan Siyuan.

Since entering the door, Yan Siyuan's eyes have not left her. Qingyun can naturally feel it, but just pretends not to see it.

She was deliberately neglecting him, but she felt that she was doing so inexplicably, and felt very entangled and irritated inside, so she ignored Yan Siyuan even more.

However, Yan Siyuan didn't react much. He seemed completely unaware of Qingyun's neglect. Although he kept looking at Qingyun, he didn't come forward.

Qingyun was a little angry and stopped looking at him. She turned to look at Shen Lingfei, whose mouth was full of oil, and said disgustedly: "Shen Lingfei, does the Shen family have no money?".

"The party certainly has walls."

Shen Lingfei's mouth was full and he could not speak clearly.

"Then it's like you haven't eaten in eight lifetimes. Are you that hungry?"

Shen Lingfei took a sip of the milk tea handed over by Gu Mingrui, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said: "This is so delicious, I can't stop eating it."

Shen Lingfei was talking about the potato three-piece set, and Qingyun kindly reminded: "Eating too many yam beans will cause abdominal bloating, so you should eat less."

Shen Lingfei had an indifferent attitude, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll run two laps later."

Rolling his eyes, he quickly rushed to Qingyun's side and asked curiously: "Qingyun, how did you come up with the idea of ​​making yam beans like this? Does the Prime Minister's Office have no money?".

Yam beans are easy to cultivate and can be found almost everywhere. They are generally eaten by the poor. Rich people disdain to eat these things because they feel they are losing value, while poor people will simply cook them and never think of frying them because it consumes oil.

Qingyun slapped Shen Lingfei on the head with a fan, "Are you stupid? If the Prime Minister's Mansion was poor, it would not open Baihua Pavilion. Don't forget who my cousin is."

Qingyun said with a proud face, Shen Lingfei knew that Mo Jingchun was a young rich woman.

Qingyun continued: "I didn't think of this food. It was Xiaosi from the Prime Minister's Mansion who came up with it. I just thought it tasted good so I recommended it to my cousin."

Shen Lingfei covered his head and his eyes shone: "Xiao Si from the Prime Minister's Mansion is so awesome. I wonder if I will have a chance to meet him."

Qingyun looked regretful, "I'm afraid there is no chance. He redeemed himself at the end of his term, and I don't know where he is now."

If it's not yours, it's not yours. You can't take all the credit for yourself. If you just make up someone, no one will check it out.

Shen Lingfei also had a look of regret on his face. Qingyun shook her fan and chatted with Shen Lingfei. Yan Siyuan looked at the two people joking, narrowed his sharp eyes, and looked at Shen Lingfei with a hint of danger.

Gu Mingrui interrupted Yan Siyuan and said: "He has a simple mind, you don't have to be like this."

Yan Siyuan glanced at him, "Simple? Isn't it stupid? And you think too much, I haven't taken him seriously yet."

Gu Mingrui smiled half-heartedly and said, "Really? I'm just worrying too much."

Qing Xiao moved to Lin Ruochu's side, "I didn't expect that Miss Lin also likes sweets."

Lin Ruochu put down the candy cake in her hand, looked at Qing Xiao and said, "What? No?".

"Of course, but I thought Miss Lin would like spicy food. After all, Miss Lin looks like she likes spicy food."

Lin Ruochu wiped off the icing sugar on her hands and said casually, "Really? Mr. Qing seems to like sweets."

"How can a man kill sweetness?"

"Since when have taste preferences been divided between men and women?"

"No, just...".

"Just what?" Lin Ruochu asked.

Qing Xiao scratched his head and couldn't explain why. Lin Ruochu snorted softly and turned his head to stop looking at him.

Qing Xiao wanted to fan himself with a fan, but when he raised his hand, he remembered that the fan was in Qing Yun's hand.

Qingyun glanced at them. She originally thought they were a double-A couple, but they turned out to be two childish ghosts who liked to quarrel.

Mo Jingchun opened the door and walked in, and everyone's eyes turned to her.

Behind her was Lu Xingci holding a tray. Shen Lingfei was the first to rush to Lu Xingci and asked, "Is there anything delicious anymore?"

Lu Xingci raised the tray above his head, "Don't worry, I won't miss you."

Lu Xingci put the contents of the tray on the table, which were bowls of mashed potatoes, garnished with chopped green onions.

Shen Lingfei couldn't wait to take a bite and said slurred: "Good times, good times", and added some chili powder.

Others started to taste it. Different from the fried ones, the mashed potatoes are more dense, which is very popular among people who don't eat much oil.

Everyone was chatting happily when the door to the private room was pushed open again.

Qingyun felt strange. Logically speaking, it was impossible for anyone to come in to this private room. When she saw the person coming, Qingyun was not surprised.

Yan Yusen strutted in with his hands behind his back.

On the surface, Baihua Pavilion is open to Qingyun, and it also invites others in the name of Qingyun, without making a big fanfare or being secretive.

Almost no one who had a grudge against Qingyun came, and Yan Yusen's arrival was a bit surprising.

After Yan Yusen entered the door, he ran straight towards Lu Xingci, wanting to throw himself into Lu Xingci's arms, and said coquettishly: "Brother Xingci, why don't you come to the palace to play with me? This has hurt my princess. It’s very boring in the palace.”

Lu Xingci reached out to catch Yan Yusen as soon as she rushed towards her, helped her upright, and said righteously: "Princess Yonghe, be careful what you say. I have never entered the palace to find the princess. Princess, please don't talk nonsense." .

When Lu Xingci said this, he looked at Mo Jingchun out of the corner of his eye and found that she had no reaction and was a little discouraged.

"Yonghe" is Yan Yusen's title, which was just banned a few days ago. Princess Yonghe's mansion has also been built outside the palace, but the mansion has not yet been completed, and she still lives in the palace.