Chapter 147 Punishment

In the darkness of night, Wen Chengyun was negotiating information with Wu Qi in the alley.

"My Lord, a letter has arrived from the capital, asking about the Imperial Concubine's well-being and when she will return. There will be a grand banquet in the palace soon. If there is no sign of success, at least bring the princess, the young prince, and the Imperial Concubine back to see them..."

An eagle was perched on Wu Qi's shoulder. Since it was an urgent letter, he did not use a carrier pigeon this time. He had already calculated in advance that the arrival time would be at night. Under the cover of darkness, the white color of the pigeon would easily attract attention.

Wen Chengyun's eyes froze slightly. Was this expedited letter meant to highlight the deep love between his father and mother? He had been in Qingshi Town for some time and had secretly visited many places in the army.

Although there are some clues, it is far from time to close the net.

"I understand. I will find an opportunity to finish the job quickly. It's still early before the palace banquet. Let him wait a little longer."

Wen Chengyun lowered his head and pondered for a while before giving his answer. He had come through so much trouble and didn't want to return empty-handed.

Every year, there would be a general amnesty at the palace banquet. My father must have wanted to use this grace to cancel the charge of exile.

Wait? Wu Qi paused as he took notes with a pen and paper. Even if he had eight hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to make the emperor wait. Only his master could say such words.

"Just write the truth. If you're really pressed, ask him to exonerate my younger brother, sister, and mother. After all, the rumors were spread that I was the one who contradicted him, and the others were innocently implicated."

Wen Chengyun noticed Wu Qi's embarrassment and took a step back.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'll take my leave now."

After writing the letter, Wu Qi gave it to Wen Chengyun to read. After confirming that it was correct, he put it into the small bamboo tube tied to the eagle's leg ring.

When he returned to the courtyard after negotiating the information, the courtyard was quiet. Wen Chengyun frowned slightly when he pushed the door. Either Cheng Weiyao or his aunt was cooking at home. There shouldn't be this burnt smell, right?

The light was on in the kitchen, and Cheng Weiyao was sitting on a small chair nearby, fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan and looking after the work.

My sister-in-law should change her habit of spending money lavishly. She should take this opportunity to understand how hard it is to make money, and she will learn her lesson in the future.

She could naturally advance the money for her aunt's divorce, but she had to make it clear that it was a loan and Wen Liyu needed to pay it back in installments as soon as possible.

The tea egg technique was originally mastered by Cheng Weiyao, who only needed Wen Liyu and the Imperial Noble Consort to help with the cutting and wrapping. To put it bluntly, Wen Liyu's involvement was too easy and simple, so this time, Cheng Weiyao specially developed a new job for her.

"Sister-in-law, forget it. I don't seem to have any talent. It would be a waste of food..."

Wen Liyu complained bitterly while mixing the batter. The business of tea eggs and roujiamo was good, and she didn't think it was difficult to make money.

But once she started making it, she realized how difficult it was. From kneading the dough to frying it in oil, she did it all by herself.

Cheng Weiyao offered only verbal guidance, leaving Wen Liyu to figure things out on her own. She'd been frying for an hour, just to make a decent pancake, and not a single one looked good, even though she'd already used up two large balls of batter.

"What are you learning..."

Wen Chengyun glanced around as he entered the room, and finally his eyes fell on a pile of black, unidentified objects. Forgive his poor eyesight, he really couldn't tell what kind of food these were.

Wen Liyu's ears flushed, her face a little guilty. Even her clever brother couldn't recognize her. Her pancake making skills were truly terrible, weren't they? She felt this thing wasn't much different from her mother's roujiamo (Chinese roujiamo)...

Cheng Weiyao's hand, which was waving the palm-leaf fan, paused slightly, mainly because she saw two words on Wen Chengyun's face: speechless.

"My sister-in-law is teaching me how to make pancakes. I did something wrong, so this is a small punishment. Don't worry about it, brother. Go back and have a rest first."

Wen Liyu felt embarrassed, so she picked up the lid to cover the pile of black pancakes, turned around and pushed Wen Chengyun out of the kitchen.

"Rest early."

Wen Chengyun raised his eyebrows slightly. Madam was not an unreasonable person. It seemed that a lot of things had happened today. However, Madam's punishment method was really, a little special...

After seeing Wen Chengyun off, Wen Liyu planned to continue fighting with Jianbing Daye to the end, while Cheng Weiyao on the side seemed a little absent-minded.

She was mainly worried about whether Wen Chengyun would have any opinions. After all, Wen Liyu was of royal blood.

In ancient times, that was priceless. Being ordered to make pancakes by myself seemed a bit unworthy of my status. Moreover, this family was not really demoted! Sooner or later, they still had to return to the palace...

The most important thing is that it is known that whether QQ Farm can be opened is related to Wen Chengyun’s attitude. If Wen Chengyun’s favorability decreases, will it lead to the inability to open subsequent spaces?

Although there are two stalls in the Qingping Palace now, one selling roujiamo and tea eggs, and the other selling soup dumplings, the raw materials of the two stalls are almost all taken from QQ Farm and QQ Ranch.

If you really can't open it, it's like weaning.

The more Cheng Weiyao thought about it, the more frightened she became. She coughed softly and said, "This is the third bowl of batter in your hand, right? Three times the limit, forget it this time. Just watch me fry it."

Cheng Weiyao took the initiative to find a way out for herself. While making frying pancakes, she did not forget to glance at the blisters on Wen Liyu's hands. She was really incapable of doing any kitchen work... She was destined to be rich!

By this time, Wen Liyu had already developed a sense of awe for making delicious food and earning money, and immediately prepared to watch with full concentration.

Cheng Weiyao’s first step was to add chopped green onion and ginger to the original batter, add salt, and stir well.

Start with low heat, pour oil into the pan and cover the bottom of the pan. After the oil is hot, scoop the egg batter into it neatly with a spoon, pick up the handle of the pan, tilt and turn it to spread the egg liquid in the pan to form a beautiful circle.

After the basic shape is established, keep frying on low heat. After solidification, turn it over and fry both sides until golden brown before removing from the pan.

The whole process went smoothly. The problem that Wen Liyu had spent an hour to solve was beautifully completed by Cheng Weiyao in three minutes.

"Try it, then go wash up and rest."

Cheng Weiyao handed the chopsticks to Wen Liyu. She did not regret giving Wen Liyu a small punishment. After all, stealing silver was a big deal or a small one.

If left unattended, who knows what it will become in the future...

Wen Liyu obviously benefited from this educational method of giving a good thing followed by a good reward. After eating the pancakes, she went back to her room to rest thoughtfully.