Shen Wan didn't expose him, after all, the silk was a gift from the Emperor. Shen Wan said, "My father has given me so many things, I must go to the palace to thank him someday."
"what ever."
After uttering those two words, Xie Jingyan went to his study.
Shen Wan examined the silks and selected two bolts to have her maid deliver to the embroidery workshop to make dresses for her. She also asked the embroidery workshop for Xie Jingyan's measurements, and put the rest into the storeroom.
The two bolts of silk given to Xie Jingyan were kept and used to make brocade robes for him.
Yinshuang asked, "Will Your Highness cook tonight?"
Shen Wan glanced at the sky and said, "Let's do it tomorrow."
Although she was also looking forward to her cooking skills, the time was neither too early nor too late, so she decided to cook tomorrow morning when there would be more time.
Shen Wan drank half a cup of tea, and Yin Shuang brought over a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. She drew a blueprint to make a brocade robe for Xie Jingyan.
Just as she was drawing, the maid returned and said, "Your Highness, the silk was sent to the embroidery workshop, but the workshop said that the prince's size was measured two months ago and might not be accurate, so they didn't bring it back for me. They only gave me a soft measuring tape so that Your Highness can measure the prince's size."
I'm afraid it might not be approved, but I'll give her one anyway. Whether she uses it or not is up to her.
Shen Wan stood up, took the measuring tape from the maid, and went to the study.
Inside the study, Xie Jingyan was reading. Shen Wan walked in, but his attention was still on the book, so Shen Wan didn't want to disturb him and prepared to quietly leave.
Just as she turned to leave, Xie Jingyan's voice came, "What is it?"
Shen Wan said, "I'll take your measurements."
Xie Jingyan looked up from the book, put it down, and stood up.
He walked up to Shen Wan and opened his arms. Shen Wan had no choice but to open the measuring tape and measure his size, first his shoulders and then his arms.
I wrapped my arms around his waist...
I was measuring his waist, but it felt like I was hugging him.
After taking the measurements, Shen Wan hurried away, with Yin Shuang following behind, grinning from ear to ear.
Making brocade robes for the prince, washing his hands and cooking for him—the princess is becoming more and more like a princess.
Before dinner, Shen Wan was busy making a brocade robe for Xie Jingyan. After dinner, she thought about what dishes to make for tomorrow. Since it was a dinner party, it couldn't be the same as what Xie Jingyan usually ate. He usually ate seven dishes and a soup, so Shen Wan decided to make eight dishes and a soup.
After breakfast, Shen Wan went to the small kitchen, where she had already prepared a list of the ingredients she needed.
The maids and servants in the small kitchen were also looking forward to it, all thinking that the prince was blessed. As the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Pingyang, the princess was engaged at the full moon and was about to become the prince's wife. With such a noble status, she was not only good at embroidery, but also knew how to cook. Most ladies of noble families never lifted a finger to cook.
The maids and servants were waiting to see their Princess Ling show off her skills, but as soon as Shen Wan entered the kitchen and saw her holding a knife, the maids and servants' mouths and eyes twitched.
have to.
Expectations for the princess were too high.
This person clearly has never touched a knife or cut vegetables.
Who cuts tofu like they're chopping pork ribs? Can't they at least take a little care of their knife and cutting board?
Yinshuang and Haitang, worried that Shen Wan might cut her hand, quickly said, "Let the maids do such a small thing as chopping vegetables."
Shen Wan wanted to do it herself, but she simply didn't have the ability, so she gave up.
Seeing her put the knife down, everyone in the small kitchen breathed a sigh of relief, and the maid quickly went to chop vegetables.
Zhao Mama, the head of the small kitchen, felt her eyes hurt from looking at the princess. She didn't look like someone who knew how to cook. Should she ask the main kitchen to prepare the prince's lunch?
Zhao's mother wanted to do this, but she was afraid that if the princess found out, she would assume that Zhao looked down on her cooking skills and would try to trip her up. The princess had been married to the prince for so long, but she had never touched any of the maids or servants in Moyuxuan. It is said that a new official makes a big splash when he takes office, but the princess's fire has not yet been lit after a month. She dared not be the first to stick her neck out and run into the princess's hands.
After weighing the options for a long time, Zhao Mama finally decided against it. The Prince and the Marquis of Pingyang had a good relationship, and the Prince's leg ailment was cured by Doctor Tao, who was found by the Princess's cousin. Even before the Prince's leg ailment was fully recovered, he was willing to risk his life to save the Princess. She dared not embarrass the Princess. At most, she would have someone knead some flour to prepare. She really couldn't eat the food the Princess made, so the Prince would have to make do with noodles for lunch.
The maid quickly chopped the vegetables that Shen Wan needed, and the fire on the stove was burning brightly. Shen Wan already had a bad feeling. Not wanting to be embarrassed, she looked at Zhao Mama and said, "You can all go out."
Not daring to disobey Shen Wan, Zhao's mother left with a heavy heart, turning back every few steps.
Yinshuang watched Zhao Mama leave. She wanted Zhao Mama to send someone to the main kitchen to instruct them to prepare lunch, but thinking that Zhao Mama would surely see that her princess had no talent for cooking, she didn't say anything more and focused on adding firewood to make the fire burn brightly so that the food would burn faster.
With the help of a young lady from a prominent family who had never cooked before and two maids who had never cooked either, the small kitchen soon began to smell of burnt food.
Zhao's mother, "..."
Maid and servant, "..."
A bad feeling welled up in everyone's hearts.
The small kitchen is probably going to be ruined by the princess today.
Please don't burn down the small kitchen.
Zhao's mother didn't dare to persuade Shen Wan to leave, so she could only have people prepare water and be ready to put out the fire at any time.
However, the small kitchen didn't catch fire. Despite the smoke and flames, Shen Wan finally finished cooking the dishes and looked at the eight dishes laid out on the table.
Silver Frost, "..."
Haitang, "..."
They no longer remember what dish the princess wanted to cook.
Shen Wan also looked desperate.
She rubbed her forehead and said, "Let Zhao Mama take the dishes from the main kitchen to the Prince."
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