"Do you know how to do it?" Lanqin asked. "You're from Huizhou, aren't you?"

Jinju nodded happily and said, "Your Majesty has such a good memory, you even remember that I am from Huizhou. These kinds of small cakes are only made in our area during the New Year. The method is very particular. The dough for the cakes is first fermented with yeast, and then black and white sesame seeds, white sugar, and preserved mustard greens filling are prepared. First, the small cakes are made, and then the preserved mustard greens are placed inside. They are first steamed in the oven until cooked, and then cooled before being fried in oil."

Lanqin thought for a moment and then immediately wrote down how to make the pancakes.

Next came Grape, Baoqin, and Yuxiao, who each recounted their favorite foods from their memories. Lanqin slowly took notes, and remarkably, each dish connected to a local specialty from later generations. Chinese cuisine truly has a long and rich history; many dishes have been passed down for decades, centuries, or even longer.

Si Hua had summoned all the palace maids outside one by one, asking them where they were from and if their hometowns had any special delicacies. These palace maids had all been selected through a process of selecting palace maids, coming from all over the country. The delicacies they mentioned were varied and diverse. Lan Qin wrote them all down, becoming more and more excited as she did so. She discovered that she really enjoyed cooking. Although each dish wasn't perfect, even the discerning palate of the old Emperor Kangxi was satisfied, proving that she indeed had a talent for cooking.

The palace maids became more and more relaxed as they talked. Seeing Lanqin's kind attitude and friendly demeanor, they naturally became more and more willing to speak. Lanqin had to ask those who could write to help her take notes, so she simply asked questions and communicated with them.

They talked like this until past lunchtime, and they still hadn't finished. Lanqin felt hungry, so she told the palace servants to go back and have their meal, and to come back in the afternoon to continue the conversation.

Remembering Kangxi's inhuman demands, Lanqin dared not be negligent. After a quick lunch and a short rest, she continued to call on them to introduce the delicacies of their respective hometowns.

Lanqin discovered that as the palace servants talked, they almost connected the culinary routes of various parts of China. Some regions even blended different styles. Two people might describe the same dish in slightly different ways.

For example, the way Guilin rice noodles are made in Guangxi was described differently by three palace maids. Lanqin loved eating Guilin rice noodles in her later life. She thought about the Guilin rice noodles she ate in her later life, and found that they were somewhat different from the way these maids described.

Looking at the food map, Lanqin had long forgotten Kangxi's request; now she only felt her taste buds being stimulated.

"Hey, Si Hua, have Chef Niu make Guilin rice noodles tonight. Take this recipe out and show it to him." Lan Qin swallowed hard.

Seeing that the concubine was so approachable, the maids all began to discuss the delicacies of their hometowns.

"Is there anything else you'd like to eat? Tell us, and we'll ask Chef Niu to make more," Lanqin suddenly said to the maid standing below.

Everyone nodded in agreement; many who hadn't tried it before wanted to eat it too. Immediately, Lanqin decided to make a bowl of Guilin rice noodles for all the palace maids at Jiuzhou Qingyan.

Since Emperor Kangxi was there, the Fourth Prince naturally wouldn't stay in the palace for too long. Once he had finished dealing with the matter, he left the palace immediately.

When Fourth Master returned, Lanqin was looking at dozens of pages of recipes.

"I heard that Father Emperor summoned you to serve him dinner today?" Fourth Prince walked in and said to Lanqin, who was lying on the desk.

"Master, you're back?" Lanqin turned around and saw the Fourth Prince, her face beaming with happiness. Having received such a large stack of gourmet recipes, Lanqin had already forgotten Kangxi's inhuman demands.

Fourth Master thought Lanqin would be frustrated and complain to him, but seeing her happy expression, he was a little confused. He glanced at the stack of papers covered with writing in Lanqin's hand, leaned over to look at them, and asked, "What is this?"

"Grandpa, this is a complete guide to all the delicious food and snacks in the country. We'll have plenty to eat from now on," Lanqin said with a smile.

Fourth Master felt a bead of sweat slide down his side. What was this little woman doing?

"My lord, early this morning, Father Emperor asked me to serve him breakfast. I quickly came up with a clever idea and made him a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe), which he immediately enjoyed. However, Father Emperor now requires me to prepare his breakfast every morning," Lanqin said.

"Go every day?" Fourth Prince did not expect Kangxi to make such a request.

"Yes, not only that, but she also insists that I make a different breakfast every day," Lanqin said. This is practically the kind of torment a difficult mother-in-law inflicts on her daughter-in-law, isn't it?

Fourth Master was dumbfounded and said, "But you don't seem to know how to make breakfast very well?"

Lanqin smiled smugly and said, "I know how to make it, but I just don't do it. I used to make it in Mother's Palace."

"Father, are you serious?" the Fourth Prince asked, still somewhat incredulous. It was indeed a bit of a hassle for Lanqin to get up early every morning to prepare breakfast.

"My lord, I have mobilized the masses and collected so many delicious recipes. It won't be difficult to choose one to make every day." Lanqin handed the paper in her hand to the Fourth Master.

Fourth Master took it and saw that it contained records of all sorts of delicious food. As he read through page after page, Fourth Master suddenly realized that this little woman's energy was not to be underestimated.

"Where did this come from?" Fourth Master asked Lanqin in disbelief.

“Let them talk. These maids and eunuchs all have hometowns, right? It shouldn’t be difficult to let each of them talk about the delicacies of their hometown,” Lanqin said.

"Do you want Father Emperor to try local snacks from different regions?" the Fourth Prince asked.

“Yes, the chefs in the palace are very good. But people like to try new things. Since Father Emperor likes my cooking, then let's satisfy him. Father Emperor is the Emperor, and I can fulfill this request.” Lanqin said.

Fourth Prince hadn't expected Lanqin's actions to make such a strong impression on Emperor Kangxi, so he picked her up and exclaimed, "You're truly my little lucky star!"

Lanqin said with a charming smile, "Put it down quickly, there will be Guilin rice noodles to eat later. But I had Chef Niu make a lot, so everyone here will have some."

The Fourth Prince asked, "Where is Hongli? Has he been sent over?"

Lanqin nodded, but when Hongli was mentioned, she became a little unhappy and said, "I'll go and ask him if we should bring him back tonight."

The Fourth Prince looked at Lanqin's pitiful appearance and nodded, saying, "I will go and pay my respects to Father Emperor now, and ask him about it while I'm at it."

Lanqin smiled sweetly and placed a passionate kiss on Fourth Master's chin.