Chapter 192 I Smell It
"Bang……"
The dishes fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Cao Jiayue wanted to continue throwing chopsticks, but was stopped by Nanny Yan.
She crouched down and said in a deep voice, "Princess, calm down. Don't do this. The prince will be angry with you."
It’s okay if he cries, at least he can be comforted.
King Jing hated it most when the little princess threw things. When he was in a good mood, he would turn a blind eye to it. But if he was in a bad mood, he would punish her with a ruler or make her stand in the corner.
After all, he is not your own child, so your heart is harder than stone.
When Cao Jiayue heard the word "Prince", she stopped and stopped throwing things. She opened her mouth and started crying loudly.
"Wow, wow, wow... go home..."
Nanny Yan said that as long as she kept crying, her uncle would agree to everything she asked for.
She asked for candied haws before, and sure enough, she got candied haws.
She wanted a little red bird, so her uncle ordered someone to find one for her.
However, after being caught in the rain, the bird lost its color and turned into a white bird.
My uncle is a big liar!
Jiang Miaomiao covered her ears, unable to bear it any longer.
It turns out that it is so annoying to hear a child crying all the time.
It seems that it is better to cry less unless it is necessary in the future.
She climbed onto the stool with a grunt, stood up, and pointed condescendingly at Cao Jiayue across from her, "You, don't cry."
"If you cry again, I'll call the little white wolf..."
The little kid looked so fierce and aggressive that King Jing and Shi Shu outside the door were stunned and stopped in their tracks.
He retracted his foot as he was about to step out and listened quietly outside.
Cao Jiayue stopped talking and looked at Jiang Miaomiao with tears in her eyes, sobbing from time to time.
I was inexplicably frightened like this.
Nanny Yan's face changed and she was about to explode when Prince Jing came in.
He immediately lowered his head, looking humble and submissive, and dared not say another word.
"Shishu, move Jiayue over here and sit next to Miaomiao."
King Jing deliberately had the two babies moved together.
Only then did they serve the dishes, which were all the two children's favorite foods.
Lotus leaf roast chicken, sweet and sour pork tenderloin...
There are also Suhe pills that are most attractive to children.
The round little meatballs are made with a variety of ingredients that Miaomiao loves most, including walnut kernels and rose sugar. They are sprinkled with a little sugar water when eaten, and have a crispy and sweet taste.
It must suit the little girl's taste.
Then he said to the two children with a pleasant face: "Miaomiao, Jiayue, take a look at what you want to eat, and I will pick it up for you."
Jiang Miaomiao: ...
With a crying child beside her, her appetite instantly decreased a bit.
Forget it! Let's eat our own food and not interfere with each other.
Jiang Miaomiao licked her lips, her eyes sparkling as she stared at the plate of roast chicken wrapped in lotus leaves. "Uncle Jing, I want to eat roast chicken..."
The dishes at Prince Jing’s Mansion are not as distinctive as those at Yipinju, but they make people drool.
It must be that the food tastes better when it’s cooked from another pot. I always feel that other people’s food tastes better.
King Jing picked up a chicken leg for each of them.
"I won't eat... I won't eat. I want to go home... to find my parents... wuwuwu..." Cao Jiayue started to act like a drama queen again.
She had eaten every dish made by the mansion's chef, and she was already full.
The roast chicken at home is not as delicious as the one at Yipinju.
Little Miaomiao was looking at the chicken leg in the bowl and was about to start eating when she heard the humming sound of little Douya beside her.
My appetite is gone.
He glared at Cao Jiayue angrily.
King Jing's smile froze on his face instantly. He was so worried about his niece who was so stubborn.
Jiang Miaomiao looked at King Jing and saw that his frown was so strong that it could kill a bug.
Look at Cao Jiayue again. This girl doesn’t eat, but she doesn’t look thin.
It’s still the same little bean sprouts as before.
She sniffed and moved closer to Cao Jiayue, sniffing carefully.
Smell the sleeves, smell the clothes, smell the hair...
"Little Bean Sprout, have you... eaten?"
This is the taste, the taste of Yipinju roast chicken, which was developed by her and Aunt Xiuxiu.
The chicken is tightly wrapped in lotus leaves, then covered with mud and baked.
There is nothing special about the steps, the only difference is the spices, she added a spice with a very unique smell.
That is lemongrass.
In ancient times, it was called Jingmao Cao. Local people in Jiangzhou used it to reduce the thickness of wine[1] and to offer sacrifices to the ancestors of heaven and earth. It was also used as a medicinal material, internally to soothe the stomach and promote ventilation, and externally to treat injuries.
No one uses it as an ingredient.
What a pity, what a pity!
Yan knows that it has a unique aroma and the dishes made from it have a unique flavor.
In modern times, Imperata scabra is an indispensable spice ingredient in Dai cuisine and Southeast Asian cuisine.
Fortunately, some can be found in the counties near Jiangzhou. It is simply a magical herb.
Speaking of which, Yipinju’s lotus leaf roasted chicken, grilled fish, grilled lamb chops, and lemongrass charcoal-grilled meat...
It is all because of the lemongrass that it is so popular.
This grass became her treasure, and she even planted a large patch of it in her backyard.
Jiang Miaomiao said with great certainty: "Xiao Douya, you ate the roast chicken from Yipinju, right?"
Cao Jiayue cried even harder when she heard this, clenching her fists and staring at her, "I didn't eat, I didn't eat, I didn't eat..."
Nanny Yan was struck by lightning, her body turned to stone in an instant, and the fists clenched in her sleeves clenched tightly, and her palms were bleeding.
There were also fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
Prince Jing's pupils shrank. He glanced at Cao Jiayue and then glanced at Nanny Yan.
He took a deep breath.
When he looked at Jiang Miaomiao, his eyes softened, "Miaomiao, how did you know Jiayue ate the roast chicken from Yipinju?"
"I smelled it, every strand of her hair smelled like roast chicken..." Jiang Miaomiao pointed at Cao Jiayue's little head.
Changing clothes is no use.
The smell of reed grass is unique and you can smell it even with just a little bit.
Hey! Another old servant seeking death...
Then King Jing approached Cao Jiayue, picked up the hairband on her head and smelled it.
His expression instantly darkened.
Because he and his niece are not close, he rarely hugs her, and recently the child has even refused to let him hug her.
I didn't expect that she would be in such a situation.
He turned his head and said, "Shi Shu, go get the princess's unwashed clothes."
Shi Shu immediately sent people to search the little princess's bedroom and laundry room.
I guess I haven't had time to wash it yet?
Nanny Yan was in a state of panic...
She told herself to stay calm.
Just because she ate today doesn't mean she had eaten in the previous few days. There's no reason why the clothes the little princess wore before should be kept until today.
She plopped down on her knees, "Your Highness, the princess just wanted to eat roast chicken. I thought she was used to the food at the mansion, so I asked someone to buy some. Miss Jiang was right, it is indeed the lotus leaf roast chicken from Yipinju..."
After saying this, he secretly glanced at King Jing.
She did nothing wrong, she just didn't have time to report it.
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Note [1] Baomaosujiu is a ritual performed by the ancient Chu people, where wine is filtered through baomao grass to offer sacrifice to ancestors.
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