Chapter 485 Cold Winter
The gold rush lasted for a month.
This was what Zhu Huaizhen expected.
Because she only invested a month's worth of gold sand.
Tsk tsk, the Longevity Treasury has been used again, it really hurts.
So Zhu Huaizhen listened to operas twice as often to make up for himself.
Today's song is "Peach Blossom Fan", paired with Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.
Wow, I never get tired of listening to "Peach Blossom Fan" and I never get tired of eating Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
Sugar-heart abalone, pineapple sea cucumber, white shark lips, young deer tendons, claw meat, golden shark fin, ivory clam meat, spider fish glue, quail eggs, ham, pork ribs, clean winter bamboo shoots, king oyster mushrooms, chrysanthemum mushrooms, wild pine mushrooms, morels, snow bamboo fungus, Shaoxing wine, eighteen ingredients, eighteen delicious flavors. The moment you lift the lotus leaf covering the jar, the rich meaty aroma is so fragrant that even a Buddha would jump over the wall.
Tomorrow we will be watching "The Injustice of Dou E", which will be paired with fresh crabs.
The sun and moon hang in the sky at dawn and dusk, and spirits wield the power of life and death. Heaven and earth, supposed to distinguish between the clear and the turbid, yet how could they have confused Dao Zhi and Yan Yuan? Those who do good suffer poverty and a shorter life, while those who commit evil enjoy wealth and longevity. Heaven and earth, seemingly coveting the strong and bullying the weak, yet they also seem to go along with the tide. Earth, if you can't distinguish between good and evil, what are you called Earth? Heaven, you misjudge the wise and the foolish, unworthy of being Heaven! Alas, all I can do is shed tears.
Aww, this "The Injustice of Dou E" is always fresh to my ears, and the crabs are so fresh and sweet that they make your teeth fall out.
Forty large crabs, all cleaned and filled with meat, coated with peppers, ginger, garlic and flour, and then stewed with sesame oil, soy sauce and vinegar. They are fragrant, crispy and delicious.
The next one is "Han Palace Autumn", served with Danai cake.
Ah! I feel a sense of sadness towards this desolate wilderness. The grass has already turned yellow, and rabbits are already bracing for frost. Dogs have lost their fur, men are sharpening their tasseled spears, horses are laden with luggage, carts are carrying provisions, and hunting grounds are being set up. He, he, he, sadly bid farewell to the Han lord; I, I, I, I, hand in hand, go up to Heliang. His followers enter the wilderness; I return to Xianyang in the imperial carriage. Returning to Xianyang, passing the palace walls; passing the palace walls, circling the corridors; circling the corridors, near the imperial chambers; near the imperial chambers, the moon is dim; the moon is dim, the night is cool; the night is cool, and I cry in the stinging cold; I cry in the stinging cold, by the green gauze window; the green gauze window, I don't think about you!
While listening to "Autumn in the Han Palace", I felt sleepy and tired, and eating a piece of big cake was just right.
Pick the plums, peel them, and pit them. Blanch them briefly in water boiled with white plums and licorice to remove the sourness, then let them air-dry and cool thoroughly. Then, crush a variety of nuts—Zhu Huaizhen likes pine nuts, Tu Mi likes walnuts, and Qiu Niang likes almonds—and roll them into small balls. Finally, fill the plums with the nut and honey filling, steam them until cooked through, and then let them cool.
"Your Highness, what's the next step?" Tu Mi was still anxious.
Alas, ever since entering Taoyao Tower, I can no longer train the Taoyao Army, and Tu Mi is so bored.
"Tu Mi, is there another group of Taoyao soldiers who can't sing opera and are scattered in Shangjing?" Zhu Huaizhen held his rosy cheeks, smiled like a flower, and his eyes moved.
"Your Highness, they are all working hard to learn opera." Tu Mi immediately became excited.
"Well, they will be useful soon. The cold winter is coming, and no one will be spared." Zhu Huaizhen touched his chin and smiled meaningfully.
Tu Mi saw it and rolled her eyes speechlessly.
Is it necessary for her Highness to be so mysterious?
Her Highness was lazy most of the time, only exerting herself occasionally. If she never showed up, outsiders would think she was just a lucky princess.
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