In a world ravaged by catastrophe, the formidable Ye Wanwan is suddenly transmigrated to the Qing Dynasty. After her experiences in the apocalypse, Ye Wanwan no longer trusts anyone.
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Wanwan said, "I'm hungry. How about we go eat first? I've been doing accounting all afternoon, and my mind is full of numbers."
Kangxi wanted to ask something more, but unfortunately, Wanwan's stomach growled, so he could only go and eat with her.
As for the issues we just discussed, we can talk about them slowly tonight. Besides, this problem cannot be solved in a short time. Even if we were to open the sea, there would be a lot of preparation work to do.
Kangxi stood up and took Wanwan's hand, "Let's go eat first, we'll talk again tonight."
Wanwan was surprised that Kangxi actually planned to discuss it with her that night. It seems that Kangxi really cared about it.
However, this is a good thing. As long as Kangxi takes it to heart, merchants will be able to find loopholes in the subsequent maritime ban policy, even if it is changed in the slightest.
At that time, there will be more opportunities to communicate with other countries, and it will also let the Qing Dynasty see that other countries are not static, and that the Qing Dynasty is not always the Celestial Empire; its own development is the most important thing.
Wanwan grabbed Kangxi's arm and said, "Alright, since you want to hear it, I'll tell you more."
At this time, Kangxi and Wang Wanwan's relationship was at its most stable, so Kangxi naturally had no doubts.
Besides, Emperor Kangxi had long treated Wanwan as his wife. Apart from his grandmother, Wanwan was the most important person in his heart, except for the Crown Prince.
Wanwan's importance in Kangxi's heart had long since changed, so he was not so hesitant to discuss this matter.
Sitting at the table, Wanwan looked at the dishes on the table, and her eyes began to sparkle again. Sure enough, delicious food can solve ninety-nine percent of the world's troubles.
As soon as he saw this huge table of food, he forgot about what had just happened and only thought about filling his stomach.
Wanwan asked as usual, "Xuanye, would you like some too? The food from my little kitchen is much better than what your imperial kitchen makes."
Kangxi naturally knew that the meals prepared in the small kitchen of Jingren Palace were even better than those prepared in the imperial kitchen, especially those cooked by Wanwan herself, the taste of which was indescribable.
However, it's rare to eat food made by Wanwan herself; it's only available on her own birthday, as well as the birthdays of the Crown Prince and the Fourth and Sixth Princes.
Every year after his birthday, Wanwan would make him a bowl of longevity noodles in the evening. Although it looked normal, the taste was just different.
It was because of this first time when Kangxi celebrated his birthday that Wanwan did this for him, and she did it every year after that, which deepened their relationship.
Emperor Kangxi said, "I'm not going to eat. I just had lunch less than two hours ago, and I'm not hungry yet."
Wanwan asked as usual, not expecting him to be able to eat it.
Wanwan said, "If you're not going to eat, then I won't be polite." Although she said that, she had already picked up the food with her chopsticks and put it into her mouth.
Wanwan ate the food in her mouth, "The Little Kitchen deserves another reward. Zhu Yulin's cooking skills are getting better and better. Tingyu, reward him."
Tingyu said, "Yes, this servant will go and deliver the reward to Zhu Yulin right away."
Wanwan said, "Go."
She likes to talk while eating, and she doesn't like the rule of not speaking in bed. Although she can do it at banquets outside, she can't do it at home.
Wanwan glanced at Kangxi, who seemed to still be thinking about something. She knew he was still pondering the question from earlier. It seemed there was a big battle to fight that night, and he needed to conserve his energy. Yes, he should eat more.
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