Eighth Master cuts leeks in Qing Chuanwen

"Brother! I heard that you are not feeling well!"

"My brother is here to visit you!"

"Starling!"

Yunxu just wanted to rest for a while, his body suffered from hemorrhoids, he lost too much blood and almost disappeared, it can be seen how serious it is, he could barely lie down, and before he could close his eyes, he heard a series of yelling.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the servant at the attendant's office came again: "Jiu Ye! Jiu Ye, Ba Ye just took a rest. I'm afraid he fell asleep at this moment. Jiu Ye should choose another day, another day..."

"Fart! Just because you are worthy of letting your Ninth Grandpa change another day?"

"Then...the Ninth Master will allow the slaves to pass on one or two..."

"Fart!" The servant at the attendant's office didn't finish his sentence twice, and was interrupted by the other party's inhumanity, with a clear and clear voice with a rebellious sneer: "I came to my brother's house to visit the sick , get close, and still need you, a dog slave, to pass on? Get out! If you don't get out, grandpa will kick you out!"

Yunxu sat up with her arms propped up, her brows slightly frowned on her usually calm face, "Hiss..." She took a breath of air, only to feel the slightest pain from the unspeakable place under her body. Sensation, although not severe, is quite tormenting.

Yunyu didn't suffer from such ailments in the past, but unexpectedly, in ancient times, such a problem appeared inexplicably.

He sat up slowly, and raised his voice: "Please Jiuye sit in the teahouse for a while, I'll come when I'm tidied up."

The servant accompanying outside heard what Yunhu said, and immediately replied: "Yes! Master Jiu, please be careful with Taiji."

Yunxu got up to tidy up, creaked open the door, and went to the teahouse.

In the teahouse, a young man about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a big horse and a golden sword, was sitting on a big chair beside the tea table, swinging a folding fan wrapped in gold with a jade pendant in his hand. There are pendants, purses, short knives, and an ivory-carved toothpick holder hanging from the buckle.

Ordinarily, the prince’s robes and costumes were all issued by the Lianghuai Manufacturing Bureau of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The robes were uniformly embroidered, cut, and woven. The styles were also determined by the Ministry of Rites. Accepted and distributed.

With so many uniforms, brothers should wear the same clothes, but when Yunxi wears them, he feels light, elegant and refined, while the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in front of him looks extravagant when he wears them. , a body full of glittering buckles and accessories, shining dazzlingly, like a walking mountain of gold and silver.

Seeing the air of a "rich man" in this young man, and the self-reported family background of "Ninth Master, Ninth Grandpa" in his mouth just now, Yunyu must have thought that this young man is now his half-brother. The most loyal supporter of the Ye Party—Jiu Ye Yinzhen.

Today's Yunyu is only seventeen or eighteen years old, young and tight, and Lao Jiuyinzhen is a few years younger than Baye, looks only about 15 years old, not to mention young, there is still a gap between his face and figure There is a trace of youthfulness and immaturity.

But Yinzhen obviously doesn't feel that he is immature, he sits with a big horse and a golden knife, clearly has a delicate baby face, at first glance he seems to be a bit of a well-behaved and gentle illusion, but his walking and standing are a little bit It has nothing to do with cuteness, it's even quite different, full of boldness and wildness.

Yunhu is not the real master, and it is also the first time he has dealt with Lao Jiu Yinhu, without showing any trace, he smiled calmly: "Jiudi."

The young Yinzhen raised his head, did not sit or stand, did not return the salute, but raised his lips and uttered a meaningless single sound: "Yo!"

Immediately, he began to look at Yunxu up and down, his eyes were red, naked, and naked, and he couldn't hide his feelings at all, as if jokingly saying: Are you still dead?

Yunhu's face was peaceful, her eyes flickered slightly, thinking in her heart, logically speaking, this Ninth Master Yinzhen should be the most loyal supporter of Eighth Master, and one of the important members of the Eighth Master's party in the Nine Dragons Conquest , then the relationship between Lao Jiu Yinzhen and "self" must be very close, but now I see...

otherwise.

Yun Hu thought about it for a second, the princes are still young, and Kowloon has not yet started to seize the throne. On the surface, it is a scene of brothers and friends respecting each other. Maybe this old nine has not been subdued by "myself", just like a wild and unruly bird. The little wolf cubs are average.

Anyone with long eyes could tell that Lao Jiu, this little wolf cub, seemed to "look down" on him at all. Today, he was probably here to take advantage of the fire to rob and find fault with him.

Sure enough, Lao Jiu shook his legs and said in a ruffian way: "Brother, I heard Lu Yidao said that you are sick and in danger, tsk... look at it today, aren't you alive and well? Don't mention how tough you are!" gone."

Lu Yidao is a surgeon from the West. The old Jiu Yinzhen suffered from sores and ulcers in his ears when he was a child, festering and pus. He was favored by foreign surgeons, so Yinzhen was very special to foreigners since he was a child. Interested, and proficient in foreign languages, he is the only brother who can communicate with foreigners without an interpreter. In addition, he likes to make friends, so he gets close to foreigners. Whenever there is any trouble in the Forbidden City and Beijing, his contacts The most, and the fastest to know.

Yunyu remained calm, as if she couldn't understand his harsh sarcasm, she still had a gentle but alienated smile on her face: "Thank you for your concern, Brother Jiu. Although my body is not very good, it is probably seven or eight points better." .”

"Hey!" Lao Jiu hit the cotton with a vicious iron fist, which was soft and lacking force, which really made him feel bored, and instead lost the pleasure and refreshment of bullying others.

But Lao Jiu didn't give up, and started to find fault again: "Brother, you are in good health, should... it's time to fulfill your promise? Mynah always counts what he says, what's the matter, I lost this bet, so I want to do that Is it common for a street rogue to play tricks? Starlings don’t count what they say, so if it gets out, won’t it make people laugh out loud?”

Yunhu didn't have any previous memories of the original owner, so he didn't know what Lao Jiu Yinhu was talking about, but in order not to arouse suspicion, he didn't ask.

The old nine Yinzhen really has a restless temperament, can't sit still, and continued to sarcastically: "I would like to admit defeat, since the starling promised me to cook and make rare sweet bowls, wouldn't it be too much to regret it now?" Too late? Mynah is doing fine now, so you can't use illness as an excuse!"

Yunhu thought to herself that this is the case, and she didn't know why she lost the bet and promised to cook by herself. You must know that these princes and princes are all far away from the kitchen, and they may have never cooked in their entire lives. Seeing things as a low-level business, Lao Jiu Yinzhen's meaning could not be more obvious, that is, to be shabby for himself.

Yinzhen still had something to say, and commented with a smile: "Didn't your family always have the blood of the head of the imperial kitchen? Make a sweet bowl for meals, and it won't be difficult for our starlings?"

The eighth brother is the prince's elder brother, with a noble family background, so how can he have the blood of the head of the imperial kitchen?This matter has to start from Lao Ba's mother's house.

Many unofficial histories and marketing accounts have "exaggerated" Ba Ye's mother's family background, saying that Ba Ye's mother and concubine came from a lowly background, but they were born in the "Xin Zheku" criminal family, and they are as humble as ants in the palace.In fact, it is not the case. There are indeed criminal records in Xin Zheku, but there are also good people. Eighth Master's mother and concubine are obviously such good people. Although their status is not as high as other concubines, they are by no means lowly.

However, in Lao Jiu Yinzhen's eyes, there was still something ironic about it, after all, Ba Ye's concubine's mother and concubine's family did have someone from the kitchen to the head of the imperial dining room.

"If the starling still doesn't want to fulfill the bet, then behave yourself, kneel down respectfully, kowtow three times and call grandpa three times. My ninth master is a magnanimous man, so forget it..."

Lao Jiu talked eloquently, with his chin raised slightly, showing a complacent and aggressive look.

It's just that he hadn't finished his words, nor had he finished his complacency, when he heard Yunxi say in a calm voice, "It's just a sweet bowl, what's so difficult about it?"

"It's just sweet, sweet bowls?" Yinzhen really "can't understand" his hypocritical appearance of "fake benevolence and righteousness". Shock, and said: "Don't make it so simple, we have agreed, this sweet bowl must come from your hands, and it must not be faked by others! And, Jiuye, what kind of sweet bowl have I never eaten? Want to eat it?" The most delicious sweet bowl I have ever had is the sweet bowl of raisins and green walnuts bestowed by the Holy One..."

Sweet bowls are actually a kind of sweet food in the Qing Dynasty. Bowls mean bowls. In simple terms, they are fruit bowls. Now it is late spring and summer is about to begin. The dining room has already begun to prepare sweet bowls for preparation. A rainy day.

There was no air-conditioning in the Qing Dynasty, so cooling off the summer heat relied on these ice bowls, lotus leaf porridge, sour plum soup, and other cold drink fruit plates.This iced sweet bowl is usually composed of sweet lotus root, lily, lotus seed, longan, yam, almond tofu and so on.

The ice cellar in the Forbidden City will cut ice cubes from the rivers and lakes in winter and store them. At the end of spring and summer, the dining room will come to collect the ice cubes, cut them into small pieces, and sprinkle them in the middle of the sweet bowl. It became a cool and delicious ice bowl.

The sweet bowl of raisins and green walnuts mentioned by Lao Jiu Yinzhen just now is still a rare food among sweet bowls, and ordinary people do not have such a good taste.

Lao Jiu has always been favored by the Holy Majesty, he was brought up "pampered", and there is no delicacy in Beijing that he has never tasted.Raisin green walnut sweet bowl sounds simple, but in fact the process is complicated. The raisins should be carefully selected and washed carefully without a trace of sandy teeth, and then soaked in honey to let the raisins blend into the sweetness and mellowness of honey. Green walnuts should be selected from the green walnuts that were paid to the court. Each green walnut must be the same size. Not only must the shell be carefully removed, but also the distracting wood and fine skin of the walnut should be removed to remove the bitter taste of the walnut and leave the dried fruit alone. The mellow aroma, put these two on the plate with exquisitely cut ice cubes, pour sweet grape juice, and sprinkle a thick layer of ice slag, such a sweet and delicate sweet bowl is freshly baked.

Yinzhen said: "Mynah, the sweet bowl you make needs to be sweeter and more delicious than the sweet bowl with raisins and green walnuts, that's right! You also need the meat bureau, vegetarian bureau, vegetable bureau, meal bureau, porridge bureau, etc. Tea Bureau, Cheese Bureau, Dessert Bureau, all the eight bureaus have never been done before, and I will not eat what others have eaten!"

Facing Lao Jiu Yinzhen's pretentiously harsh request, Yunhu was not at all annoyed or angry, and calmed down more and more. He even chuckled lightly and said relaxedly: "Does Jiudi have any other requirements?" , Say it all at once, let’s just say it, brother should make sweet bowls sooner.”

Lao Jiu opened his eyes wide, removed his rebellious expression, and showed deep surprise. His eyes wished they could pop out of their sockets, and said, "You do it! You do it! I want you to make sweet bowls with your own hands." , but you can hear clearly, I want myna to do it myself!"

Yunyu smiled slightly again: "I'll do it for the myna, and do it with my own hands. The ninth brother wants to eat sweet bowls, so why are you acting so coquettish?"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !?” Lao Jiu Yinzhen couldn't sit still, jumped up from the chair, whisthhh fan, the frequency is getting faster and faster, denying: "haha, like like a little girl? Nonsense, nonsense! My Jiu When did you act coquettishly?"

For Yunxuan, the old nine Yinxuan was still too young, and this chestnut-like temperament could not reach Yunxuan at all, but he was pushed away by him, and he dismissed it with a few words.

This old Jiu Yinzhen has the title of King of Heroes in history, he values ​​love and righteousness, and is an important member of the Baye Party. Although Yunxu has no interest in fighting for power, but he is in the game, so he can win over one more It's not a bad thing, and it's helpful to me. It's not difficult to take advantage of this opportunity to use Tianwanzi to build a good relationship with Yinzhen.

Old Jiu Yinzhen didn't believe it, it wasn't him bragging. In the whole capital, from Deshengmen in the north to Yongdingmen in the south, Fuchengmen in the west to Chaoyangmen in the east, there was no one to be found. , who can eat and be stubborn better than Yinzhen, I will never find it!

Lao Jiu really didn't believe this evil anymore, so he forced himself to ask calmly: "Mynah is so confident, what are you going to do with such a rare sweet bowl?"