Chapter 113 A Gift from Yongcheng
This New Year's Eve dinner took nearly half an hour.
When they all finished eating, there was still a lot of food left on the table.
Zhao Yuanxi held his chin up, feeling a little distressed, "I've done too much!"
She had already eliminated many dishes and only picked out some that everyone liked. She could only blame the roasted whole lamb for taking up too much space in her stomach. It seemed that she couldn't eat much after eating the lamb.
"Don't worry, Queen Mother. There are still many palace maids in the palace. They won't be wasted."
When she first came to serve the Queen Mother, You didn't understand why the Queen Mother of Qin would care about these things.
She had not served many people, but she knew the habits of the nobles.
They usually only care about whether the dishes are plentiful or not, and don't care whether food will be wasted.
Even though some people advocate frugality, it seems that they are still a little behind the Empress Dowager.
You always felt that she was serving a strange nobleman who didn't like Zhu Chai and liked to do everything herself, which made her feel like she was redundant most of the time.
But whenever she had this idea, the Queen Mother would always praise her for how well she did and how much she depended on her.
You lowered her eyebrows and raised a faint smile at the corner of her mouth. Although the Queen Mother was weird, she was definitely the best master she could ever meet in her life and the person she admired the most.
Zhao Yuanxi felt relieved after hearing what You said. He stretched and said, "After we finish eating, we still have something to do!"
Fusu and Ziying looked over at the same time. Zhao Yuanxi poked Fusu's head and said, "I forgot. You just agreed to prepare some gifts for your father."
The King of Qin owned countless treasures, but he had never eaten a meal cooked by his own son.
What else can we do during Chinese New Year? Of course, we should make dumplings!
The burning bamboo in the yard made crackling sounds, and Zhao Yuanxi and others were making dumplings together in the house.
As an experienced hand, Ziying made dumplings that looked quite good, but Fusu had never touched these things before.
He felt that making dumplings was harder than doing homework.
He had clearly put the stuffing into the dumpling skin, but when he pinched it, it disobediently popped out from another corner.
After spending half an hour, Fusu looked at the dough and meat balls in front of him and fell into confusion.
Seeing that his grandmother could make beautiful dumplings with just one pinch, he stared at his own hands blankly. It seemed that his hands were not very obedient?
Zhao Yuanxi was amused by his little expression and could only teach him step by step. Only then did he manage to make a box of presentable dumplings.
Ziying glanced at the strange things in the box with some disgust, sighed continuously, and finally generously put some of the things he had wrapped in it.
What Fusu made was really ugly. Uncle Qin Wang had such a bad temper and high standards. He would definitely dislike the ugly things made by Fusu.
Alas! He has to come!
Zhao Yuanxi noticed his little gesture, her eyes filled with tenderness, and she thought to herself, Ziying is so generous, shouldn't she also express her gratitude?
So, the food box that originally had only one layer was forced to have two layers.
A fine horse set out in the night, rushed from Yongcheng to Xianyang, and arrived at the Qin Palace at dawn.
Ying Zheng went to bed very late last night, and he just woke up now, so he feels a little tired.
While helping him change his clothes, Lu Le said with a smile, "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother sent someone to deliver something last night."
Normally, the Queen Mother would send things over during the day. What important matter could have made her come to find him so urgently?
Ying Zheng subconsciously thought that the Queen Mother had encountered some urgent matter, and frowned and asked, "What was sent over?"
Lu Le hurriedly said, "The Queen Mother said it was dumplings, and it was made by the Queen Mother and the two young masters themselves."
Lu Le asked someone to bring the food box and opened it in front of Ying Zheng. There were rows of dumplings neatly arranged. Some looked white and plump, while some could be considered something.
Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly. How could this just be ordinary food? Was it necessary to have someone deliver it in the middle of the night?
"Did the Queen Mother say anything else?"
"The Queen Mother said that this thing needs to be cooked before it can be eaten, and there is nothing else."
Ying Zheng became more and more confused and could not guess what the Queen Mother was trying to do.
Lu Le asked again, "Will the King use these dumplings this morning?"
"Can."
Not long after, Lu Le carefully brought the dumplings to the table.
The dumplings are already seasoned and only need to be boiled in boiling water for about an incense stick of time before they can be taken out and eaten.
Ying Zheng was very quiet while eating, his movements neither fast nor slow, like flowing clouds and running water.
Lu Le couldn't tell whether this thing tasted good or not, but just by smelling it, it should be pretty good.
After the King of Qin put down his chopsticks, Lu Le glanced at the empty plate and secretly observed the imperceptible curve of the corner of the King's mouth. He knew that the King was very satisfied with the meal.
Lü Le stepped forward with a smile, handed the king a handkerchief and some tea, and said, "The Queen Mother also sent me the recipe for these dumplings. If the king likes it, I will ask the chef to learn how to make them."
Ying Zheng glanced at Lu Le, his tone still unhurried, "Just handle this matter."
Lu Le smiled even more happily. Since the king did not refuse, it meant that he agreed.
Seeing his face wrinkled with laughter, Ying Zheng snorted, "What makes you so happy?"
"I am happy for the king, and the queen mother is worried about him!"
Thinking about him? Ying Zheng snorted. That person wouldn't think about him. At most, he would think about the money and the people in his hands.
As for these dumplings?
How could the King of Qin be moved by such a small profit?
"Have you made any progress with the farmers I asked you to find before?" Ying Zheng suddenly asked.
Winter is almost over, and it will be farming time in February and March. The woman loves farming so much that she will definitely not miss this farming time. The corn seeds in her hand are still waiting to be planted.
Ying Zheng felt it was time to start preparing for spring plowing.
Lu Le nodded repeatedly, "Internal Secretary Zhi Su has found the people now, and they are on their way."
The person the King of Qin is looking for must be found even if he has to dig three feet into the ground, let alone some farmers.
Ying Zheng nodded slightly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he was in a very good mood.
The Queen Mother brought people to farm for him. If this year could be a bumper harvest, he would be able to send troops to other countries more quickly, and unifying the world would be just around the corner.
Lu Le put the crown on him, tidied his clothes, and then put the long sword on the king.
Ying Zheng's expression returned to normal. He looked at the rising sun outside, overlooking the Qin officials who came from all directions, and looking down at everything around him.
Lu Le's eyes were full of admiration and love. The child he watched grow up had finally grown into a king who was better than his father, great-father, and even grandfather.
He didn't know how far the King of Qin would go, but he knew clearly that under the leadership of this King of Qin, the Qin State was destined to enter a new era of prosperity.
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