Chapter 54 Daily Life on Double Ninth Festival
Love goes to bed late at night and gets up late in the morning.
The sun is shining brightly outside.
She propped herself up on the bed and sat up, her brows slightly furrowed, and she raised her hands to hold her cheeks.
Tinglan and Qinghe had come in, and they pulled the bed curtains aside, one on each side. Seeing her holding her cheeks, they asked, "Master, is your face uncomfortable?"
Luo Fu shook her head: "I just feel a chill on my cheeks. Maybe I used too much ice last night."
She put her hands down and sat on the edge of the bed to put on her soft shoes. "Let's remove the ice tonight. Although it's still hot, it's autumn after all. If it's too cold, I'll catch a cold."
Tinglan and Qinghe's expressions tightened.
A basin's worth of ice had already been removed.
The emperor stayed in Lord Luo's room all night.
Master Luo's cheeks felt cold, what else could it be?
The two men did not dare to show any emotion at all, and just lowered their heads and agreed, helping her wash and change clothes.
Luo Fu looked at the wide-sleeved gauze shirt that Qing He brought and shook her head, "Get one with narrow sleeves. We're going to make steamed cakes today, and wide sleeves won't be convenient."
Qinghe put the wide-sleeved gauze shirt back and found a narrow-sleeved one for Luofu to wear.
Luo Fu looked at her long hair, and asked Qinghe to find a cloth to wrap her hair. After she tidied up neatly, she walked out.
Outside in the yard, Chang Jin, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, was setting up a stove.
Chang'an and a few others were moving blue bricks here.
Luo Fu still remembered that she asked Chang Jin to make steamed cakes at home last night. He did not go out this morning. It can be seen that although he is a little weird, he is smart, obedient, dedicated and straightforward.
Luo Fu was very satisfied. She walked over and said with a smile, "Why did you set up a stove in the yard?"
Murong Jin held a brick in his hand. Seeing her smiling at him, a hint of joy appeared between his brows and eyes. "Didn't the noble lady say last night that she wanted to make steamed cakes? The small kitchen only has two pots, so I'm afraid they won't be enough."
Love nodded, her smile never fading as she looked at him.
Murong Jin raised his eyebrows: "What are you laughing at, sir?"
Laughing at the dust on his face.
I don't know how it was applied, but there are a few more gray marks on Senbai's face. He looks less out of touch and gloomy than usual, and looks like he is living a normal life.
Luo Fu looked happy and didn't remind him to wipe the dust. She smiled and said, "Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival. I'm so happy."
Murong Jin asked, "Are you so happy just celebrating a festival?"
Luo Fu nodded. "The festival is lively, with delicious food and fun things to do. It's natural to be happy when your loved ones are around. But this year, Grandma, Pokeweed, and Honeysuckle are not here."
I'm afraid I won't be able to be with her in the future.
She felt melancholy, but didn't want to spoil the fun so early in the morning, so she changed the subject: "Let's not be busy for now, let's eat."
Murong Jin put down the brick, glanced at Tinglan and Qinghe, and the two of them hurried into the small kitchen.
He dusted off his hands and took Luo Fu into the house: "I made lotus seed and lily porridge this morning, please have some."
As they were talking, Tinglan and Qinghe came in holding trays.
There was only a bowl of lotus seed and lily porridge and a few side dishes such as stir-fried lettuce.
It’s green, white and sticky, and surprisingly bland.
Luo Fu said, "Why are you eating so light this morning?"
Murong Jin said, "Your Excellency, you ate too much last night. Your lips are swollen from the spicy food. You can only eat light and refreshing meals like this for the next two days."
Love: ...
All right.
She is indeed greedy, and it would be bad if she gets boils from internal heat.
Murong Jin thought she would bargain for a while, but unexpectedly she was not picky and enjoyed the food even though it didn't suit her taste.
It’s really easy to feed.
It's refreshing to watch.
After Love finished her meal, she asked everyone around her to eat as well. She took out her sewing basket, took off her soft shoes, sat on the couch, took out a roll of colorful cloth from the sewing basket, and spread it out on the small table.
Murong Jin sat on the other side and lifted the colorful cloth: "What are you going to do, my lord?"
Luo Fu looked at him: "You're not going to eat again?"
Murong Jin casually said, "I ate it before you woke up. Tell me what you want to make? Sachets?"
Luo Fu took out a ruler from her sewing basket and measured the colorful cloth. "Make these little flags to stick on the steamed cakes. Don't you know?"
Murong Jin propped up his forehead with one hand and just looked at her: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it."
After hearing this, Luo Fu felt a little sorry for him.
As eunuchs and maids, they are always serving others, especially during festivals like the New Year. They are probably even busier. There are so many rules in the inner court. They didn't know that they would make steamed cakes on the Double Ninth Festival and put flags on them.
As she measured the size, she patiently explained to him, "The Double Ninth Festival in the inner court may be different from ours in Yanzhou. In Yanzhou, we celebrate the Double Ninth Festival by making steamed cakes with small flags on top. We mix nuts, pomegranate seeds, chestnuts, and pine nuts into the cakes. They are so delicious when you take a bite..."
When she said this, she suddenly stopped.
Murong Jin was listening with a smile on his face. When he saw her suddenly stop talking, he asked, "Why didn't you say anything?"
Luo Fu said, "I forgot to ask Tinglan and the others to go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to exchange nuts, pomegranates and other small ingredients!"
As she spoke, she turned her head and called out, "Tinglan, Qinghe."
The two hurried in: "Master."
Luo Fu gave the instructions and when she saw them leaving, she reminded them, "After you finish your meal, take some money with you. These small ingredients are too mixed. If you don't have them, forget it. Don't worry, ordinary steamed cakes are also very delicious."
The two of them responded and left.
Murong Jin propped up his face, looking at her lazily and contentedly. After giving her the order, he turned back and took out some flour sheets to mark the lines along the ruler he had just measured. He continued, "In addition to the small flags, we will also use flour to make the shape of the Lion Barbarian King and put it on top of the steamed cake. Shouzhong is also from the inner court, so I don't think he knows how to make one. I'll make one for you later."
Murong Jin smiled: "It turns out that my noble is so versatile. He can make small flags and also be the Lion Barbarian King."
Love blushed a little. She was actually just a half-baked person. The small flag was simple and she could do it well, but the Lion King might not be the same.
But none of them knew how to do it, and she couldn't show her weakness.
I have to do it despite my hard work.
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