In the past few days, Su Qingluan visited various restaurants to "take the plunge" and gained a more comprehensive understanding of the northern cuisine of that era.

Just like in her previous life, the bigger the city, the more inclusive it was beyond its "local characteristics", Su Qingluan discovered many dishes through Qingzhou's restaurants that she had never seen or even heard of in Hongfulou before.

Generally speaking, the cuisine of this era was still mainly cooked by roasting, stewing, braising, steaming, and mixing them cold. Cooking oil was only used as a brush on the surface of food during roasting, and a little sesame oil was added to enhance the flavor when mixing them cold, which can be considered as a very healthy and low-fat diet.

However, this is not because people of this era had high self-discipline, but simply because there was a widespread shortage of iron tools. Even large cities like Qingzhou were not particularly common.

Moreover, most people use iron pans just because of their fast heat conductivity. The most common dishes they make are similar to the iron pan stews they ate in Northeast China in their previous life. As for stir-frying... it's almost non-existent.

However, Su Qingluan had no intention of teaching in rural areas at all: Just kidding, in her current situation, it is better to keep a low profile, otherwise if she attracts too many people and causes unnecessary trouble, who will be responsible?

What's more, the iron pots that appear nowadays are all of the kind that can be placed on the stove, and they are very spectacular in size. To be frank, the first iron pots that appeared in this era were not the "kitchen utensils that can be held in the hand at will" in Su Qingluan's impression.

The iron pot here is more like the big iron pot in the countryside, or even more exaggerated than that. A one or two-year-old child can sit in this iron pot and take a hot bath!

Thinking of this, Su Qingluan felt a little sorry for the complete set of kitchen utensils kept in Mu Xingzhi's home in Huaxi Village.

In fact, Su Qingluan also wanted to take them with her at first, but according to their "character setting", they were just going to visit seriously ill relatives, and they would be back in a year and a half at most, and three to five months at least.

If Su Qingluan showed too much nostalgia for the set of fine iron cookware, it would be somewhat strange, so Su Qingluan could only reluctantly let it go, sighing in her heart. The next time she saw her beloved cookware would be when she returned from her "widowhood". At that time, perhaps she could use the "reluctance to part with the traces of having lived with him" to take possession of the set of cookware...

Thinking of her beloved little cooking utensils in her mind, Su Qingluan walked towards the inn carrying the food box.

In the teahouses along the way, there were still storytellers telling stories in a rhythmic manner.

Su Qingluan had also listened to it several times while standing by the road. In addition to the standard stories such as supernatural stories and stories about scholars and young ladies, the seventh prince "Xiao Huan" who had just restored his identity recently - of course, that was Mu Xingzhi's pseudonym - was also a very popular protagonist in the stories.

After all, "outstanding appearance", "military genius", "becoming famous at a young age", and "living among the people" are all very legendary labels.

When all these labels were gathered on one person, and that person happened to be in Qingzhou City, this legendary nature reached its peak, even making "Qingzhou", a northern city that was originally mediocre in the country, seem to have been stained with royal glory.

...Of course, this is just the simple idea of ​​these ordinary people.

However, Xie Xuanfan, the governor of Qingzhou and a shrewd and loyal official, was not so optimistic. On the contrary, he had heard some of the real reasons why the Seventh Prince had been "exiled to the people" several years ago.

To put it bluntly, it was ironic. For an ordinary family, having an outstanding descendant who was both talented in civil and military affairs would be a great joy for everyone, and everyone would feel that the ancestral graves were filled with smoke. But for a monarch whose desire for control had reached its peak, having an outstanding heir, and a younger son who was ranked seventh, was a great honor.

This means that the other party is in his prime, while he is already very old, which will inevitably make his heart, which is unwilling to give up power, even more twisted.

Xie Xuanfan also understood that standing out too much in front of the old emperor was not a good thing, and might even make him a thorn in the emperor's side, so he applied for a transfer early on and became the governor of a more remote state.

The emperor is far away here, and the governor has certain powers to appoint and dismiss officials, making him a local emperor who dominates the area.

However, unlike other governors, Xie Xuanfan was very low-key even though he had power, and even seemed a bit weak to outsiders.

However, it is precisely because of this "weakness" that he has been able to live in peace until now. As for others who jumped high, the grass on their graves is as high as they jumped themselves.

So when Xie Xuanfan learned that the Seventh Prince, this "hidden gem" actually showed up in his own Qingzhou City, unlike the common people who felt curious or proud, he felt that he had taken on a hot potato - after all, he did not think that the Seventh Prince, who was brave and good at fighting in his early years and was both civil and martial, was a soft persimmon to be messed with!

Even though his mother's family had been almost completely wiped out due to the crime of "treason", and his father the emperor did not like him and was even wary of him, but Xie Xuanfan, who was cautious by nature, still carefully and respectfully welcomed the prince to his own house.

But perhaps his life in the mortal world in the past few years was very difficult, and coupled with the fact that he was injured, the prince looked pale and weak, and he rarely got up to move around, as if walking a few steps was very exhausting.

Even the servants in the palace reported that the prince often stayed indoors for many days, as if he was bedridden.

Xie Xuanfan was cautious by nature and would never ask about things he shouldn't. He knew that no matter how healthy the prince was, as long as nothing happened to him in his own house, it would be the greatest "victory."

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