That day, when Dongdong came home from school, Yan Qiushu heard him proudly tell her that he had made the second emperor's grandson Zhou Zhaoqin cry because of the roasted whole chicken.

The little boy raised his chubby face high, looking somewhat proud, but also a little uneasy: "Am I going a little too far?"

Yan Qiushu was gnawing on the drumstick of a roasted whole chicken, feeling a little uneasy.

If it were modern times, she would definitely like to let her children solve the problem, but in ancient times, royal children were more precious than other children because they held power. They would not bring trouble to the Xiao family because of her, right?

But facing Dongdong's question, she still pinched her chubby little face and said, "It's okay, you didn't do anything."

Isn't it just eating something delicious in front of him? !

Having said that, Yan Qiushu actually still felt a little uneasy in her heart.

After all, according to the original novel and the memories she got from the original owner, the old emperor was not a good person. How many emperors began to act recklessly when they knew that their lives were coming to an end. In the end, it was not him who cleaned up the mess after he died. The emperor had become more and more willful over the years, and the fate of the deposed prince was a warning.

Yan Qiushu was thinking about what situation she would face. Dongdong sighed and said reluctantly, "Sister Shu, ask Aunt Xu to make me some food tomorrow. I'll bring it to them, okay?"

"What happened?" Yan Qiushu was surprised.

Dongdong scratched his face, his eyes flickering, not daring to look at her: "They look so pitiful. They don't have a sister who can cook like Sister Shu. Besides, I was deliberately trying to anger the Second Grandson. Who made him always look at me with disdain? But I didn't expect him to cry like this..."

Under normal circumstances he would have ignored it, but Zhou Zhaoqin's eyes were red and swollen from crying.

He said, twisting his chubby fingers.

Yan Qiushu smiled and said softly, "Okay, Sister Shu will make it herself and give a portion to each child in your class!"

Dongdong was pleasantly surprised: "Really?"

Seeing her nod affirmatively, he immediately jumped three feet high, hugged her and kissed her warmly, then left happily: "Thank you, Sister Shu!"

Yan Qiushu's smile unconsciously grew wider.

Because of Xiao Huaiting, the Xiao family, including Dongdong who often ate with her, did not treat her as their servant, but as a close guest, hence their attitude.

Yan Qiushu felt that she was really lucky in finding a backer. While she was sighing, two groups of people came to the yard, one was Xie Qingyun's personal nanny, and the other was from Xiao Huaiting's side. They both came to tell her that the matter of the Imperial Academy was just a small matter and there was no need to worry.

Is this because he's afraid that she'll feel guilty because she fed Dongdong and caused something to happen?

Yan Qiushu was extremely grateful and thought of another thing.

Because today, she also did something very important to her.

Before, she had been thinking about how to help the Xiao family.

Food and fodder require silver to buy. If the imperial court doesn’t give it, how can the Xiao family earn it on their own?

This idea started to linger in my mind after it came out of the oven.

What kind of store was easy to make money in your previous life?

Aren’t they just fast food restaurants and various milk tea shops?

She thought she was not suitable for business, but with her skills and the strength of the Xiao family, it was not impossible for her to open fast food restaurants across the country.

There are still two years before the incident. It is impossible to prepare all the food and supplies, but if we can delay it for a few days, perhaps the possibility of Xiao Huaiting's survival will be greatly increased!

After all, in the plot, Xiao Huaiting is still extremely powerful. If there were no problems on his side, it would be hard to say who would win between him and the enemy.

She did what she thought of, put forward her own plan, and sold different goods to different groups. For example, the price of roasted chicken was a bit expensive for ordinary people, but there were also roasted chicken legs, roasted chicken wings, roasted chicken feet, and even roasted chicken skin, chicken buttocks, etc.

Chicken, every part of it is a treasure!

Anyway, once the oven is made, the steps are basically assembly line production.

So that afternoon, Yan Qiushu wrote a "proposal" and handed it to Xie Qingyun. Of course, it was specifically emphasized that she would only be a technical consultant, and she wanted to do this mainly to repay the Xiao family for taking her in.

The things have been delivered, but there has been no response yet. She is now waiting for the final answer. She always feels a sense of tension that the success or failure of the Xiao family depends on this.

So a few days after her last insomnia, Yan Qiushu suffered from insomnia again.

And somewhere in Kyoto, someone was also suffering from insomnia.

The dilapidated palace seemed as if no one had lived in it for hundreds of years, yet such a place was guarded by special guards who worked in three shifts to prevent people in the palace from escaping.

The person living here is the crown prince who was deposed five years ago.

However, unlike the elegant prince in the memory of the Kyoto ministers, the deposed prince had become decadent after five years of confinement, with an unshaven beard and even a limp in his legs, walking with a limp.

The Crown Princess was dressed worse than an ordinary woman. Her clothes were patched, and her beautiful hands, which should have been as white as jade, had become rough and gnarled. There was only a wooden hairpin on her head to hold it in place.

As usual, people from the palace brought food, which were steamed buns and vegetables that ordinary palace servants usually ate.

If you want to eat something greasy on weekdays, you either have to pay for it or wait for some kind-hearted people to secretly send it to you, but the security here is strict, so you rarely get to eat it.

It was raining tonight, so the family of three entered the temple early.

Although there were some leaks in the hall, the place where they slept was not leaky.

The clothes that had been changed could only be left for washing tomorrow. The Crown Princess urged, "Ah Heng, go to bed early."

The well-behaved boy didn't respond. Instead, he seemed to remember something and quickly ran to the corner where he had put his schoolbag. He took out something wrapped in oil paper and brought it to his parents. He said shyly, "Mom and Dad, this is something my friend gave me. It's delicious. Please try it."

The Crown Princess was stunned. In the dim light, she saw that it looked like a chicken wing?

It smells nice, but it's cold.

After confirming it, the Crown Princess felt a lump in her eyes and a lump in her throat, as if something was blocking it. She was in so much pain that she had difficulty breathing.

When my son was sent to the cold palace, he was less than two years old, and he is only seven years old now. At that time, because he was still young, he had never eaten any good food. Now, he treasures a piece of chicken wing so much.

She took two deep breaths to calm herself. Her son was sensitive, and she didn't want him to worry about her. She tried hard to say, "Mom doesn't like this. You eat it."

Zhou Zhaoheng blinked, a little confused, but still believed it, so he handed the thing in his hand to his father.

The deposed prince was much calmer. He didn't care about anything and naturally wouldn't resist anything. He ate whatever his son put in front of his mouth. When he opened his mouth, the food was cold and the taste was definitely much worse than when it was hot. There was also a faint smell of meat.

But the merits outweigh the flaws, especially the chicken wings. The skin is still tasty and the meat inside is tender. It tastes salty, sweet and meaty but not greasy. The meat can be easily removed from the bones with just a little effort.

This quality actually made his eyes brighten slightly.

Better than the royal chef in my memory.

Seeing him eat, Zhou Zhaoheng smiled contentedly, threw himself into his father's arms, and said happily, "This is delicious! It's the best meat I've ever eaten. It was made by Sister Shu from Dongdong's family. He even invited me to his house to play and eat the roasted oranges Sister Shu made. He stopped coughing after eating them!"

"Mom and Dad, can I go?"

The Crown Princess covered her mouth and sobbed.

Before, her son had no friends and she cried out of grievance for him. Now that he has friends, she is still so sad that her heart is clenched and she has difficulty breathing.

How could he know that unless they both died and the new emperor was kind and showed mercy, he would never be able to go to his friend's house in this life.

The man holding his son also felt at this moment that his heart, which had been calm for many years, seemed to be cut off from the air source and was blocked, causing its beating speed to gradually increase. In the end, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

After a long moment, he covered his son's head, pressed him into his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to sleep."

Zhou Zhaoheng tried to raise his head, not knowing why, but his father was pressing it down. He tried hard several times but couldn't lift it very high. In the end, he just lay down on his father's chest and closed his eyes.

The child had no worries and fell asleep quickly, but the man never fell asleep and kept his eyes open until dawn.

The next morning

Yan Qiushu had a little insomnia, but not as severe as last time, so she got up early.

When she got up, the sun had not yet fully risen outside.

If this kind of schedule were to happen in modern times, a lot of night owls would be envious.

She sighed, wiped her face, and asked, "What did you do this morning?"

"Dumpling soup. The kitchen sent fresh spinach this morning and made green dumpling soup. When we sent it to Young Master Dongdong and Young Miss Wan'er, they were very happy." Shui Yu said.

"It sounds delicious." Yan Qiushu said with a smile.

There are many varieties of breakfast, but she doesn't have an idea every day, so every time she makes one, she will ask Aunt Xu and Shui Yu to learn how to make it, so that if she gets up a little late, they can make it for her themselves.

As for Madam Xiao, the chefs in the mansion also learned how to cook specially for her.

However, Mrs. Xiao still didn't like to eat much, but she ate much more than usual when Yan Qiushu cooked. So most of the time, Yan Qiushu would have someone deliver the food to her when she cooked it herself.

She didn't like visiting other people's homes, especially since this wasn't her own. The yard the Xiao family gave her was big enough and she had plenty of room to move around. Sometimes she thought about opening up a vegetable garden and growing something, but she had trouble watering and fertilizing it, so she gave up.

Yan Qiushu wiped her face, applied an ancient version of facial cream, and came to the restaurant. Aunt Xu just brought over the dumpling soup and some pickled vegetables made by the mansion. They were quite delicious, salty, sour and slightly spicy, and went well with rice.

It's just too salty, but if it weren't salty, it wouldn't last that long.

Yan Qiushu missed the modern pickled radish, which was sour, spicy, crisp and refreshing. Unfortunately, there was no white vinegar and Yunnan chili peppers at the moment. She wondered where Yunnan was in this time and space, and whether there were any merchants there bringing things to sell?

I have to let people pay attention to this someday. In ancient times, transportation was not well developed, and the circulation of goods from place to place relied on these traveling merchants.

Yan Qiushu took the dumpling soup and drank a mouthful of the soup full of the fragrance of noodles, while her thoughts continued to wander.

She likes to eat delicious food. It is a kind of enjoyment that makes her relax, and sweet food can make people happy.

etc!

Sweets?

Yan Qiushu's eyes lit up, and she immediately said to Shui Yu, "Help me get some fresh milk. It has to be fresh."

"Okay." Shui Yu went there immediately.

She has been following Yan Qiushu for some time and has heard many requests. Anyway, every time they end up becoming delicious food that makes her stamp her feet, so she is particularly active.

Some wealthy families still have milk. At that time, some people already know that drinking milk is good for the body. Some families love their children, and their seven or eight-year-old children are still drinking breast milk. But that is not good to say out loud, so cow's milk and goat's milk have become substitutes.

In just two quarters of an hour, Yan Qiushu took a short walk after finishing her meal, and the milk arrived. She looked at the still warm milk and smiled happily: "If possible, send half a pound every day in the future. You can make a lot of delicious things with milk!"

As she said that, she entered the kitchen.

It’s time to start cooking!

If we talk about what is the easiest thing to make in ancient times, it is double skin milk. It does not require butter, cream or other things, only egg white and milk.

At most, you can add some embellishments to improve the taste, such as red bean paste.

The first step is to boil the red beans with water until they are soft.

During the cooking period, boil the milk in another pot, stirring constantly, and then put them into porcelain bowls one by one to cool. At this time, a thin layer of milk skin will condense on the surface of the white milk.

This is the first layer of milk skin.

In your spare time, beat the eggs, separate the egg yolk and egg white, and add a little ginger juice to remove the fishy smell. Lemon should be added here, but lemon is not available at this time, so use ginger juice instead.

Then pour the milk into the egg whites in turn. When pouring, the milk skin will stick to the edge of the porcelain bowl and will not fall off. Instead, it will fall to the bottom of the bowl. The bowl does not need to be washed and can be used next time.

After mixing the egg white and milk, add a little white sugar, stir well and pour it back into the bowl. Finally, cover each bowl with a lid and put it in the steamer for a quarter of an hour.

During this time, the red beans are also cooked. Now add appropriate amount of white sugar and continue to simmer. When the white sugar and red beans are integrated, the double skin milk is completely steamed.

Because of the egg white, the double skin milk becomes solid and does not wobble at all when bowls are served.

The moment the lid is opened, the rich aroma of milk seems to be eager to gush out.

Shui Yu and Aunt Xu, who were gathered in the kitchen, took a deep breath at the same time and exclaimed, "What a nice smell!"

“It doesn’t smell fishy at all, it smells so good!”

Aunt Xu craned her neck to look at it, extremely curious. Suddenly she realized that this thing was not liquid, and she was even more surprised: "Miss, why is this milk solidified?"

"This is double-skin milk. It uses egg white, which allows it to solidify, similar to steamed eggs." Yan Qiushu replied with a smile and sniffed it as well.

This time he performed exceptionally well.

It smells fragrant and sweet!

But it's not completely finished yet.

Yan Qiushu took a spoon and added a spoonful of sweet red beans to each bowl. The white and tender double skin milk was decorated with a touch of red bean color, making it... more appetizing!