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The north wind howled in gusts, and the sound of buildings falling to the ground was endless.
After hearing this, Zhu Huaizhen sighed and lost all interest in listening to the opera.
She instructed Qiu Niang to tell the civilians taking refuge in the lobby that she would take charge of today's hot pot.
A bronze tripod with melon-shaped and animal-shaped ears came in handy.
There are nine kinds of base ingredients, namely, mellow butter, spicy duck feet, spicy beef bones, three fresh soup, tomato spare ribs, hot and sour golden soup, pork tripe and chicken soup, sesame oil porridge, and wolfberry mushroom soup.
The ten hot pot dishes include large slices of tripe, crispy tribute vegetables, tender shrimp balls, large-sliced kidney slices, icy goose intestines, crispy tofu, boneless chicken feet, kelp seedlings, yellow cattle throat, and spicy beef.
"Your Highness, if you continue to squander like this, the Changsheng Treasury will be seriously damaged." Qiu Niang teased.
Of course, Changshengku is not short of money.
"Qiuniang, don't worry, I will be able to earn money from the Northern Zhou nobles soon." Zhu Huaizhen shook his head and laughed.
That warm jade was not given to Chen Nuo for nothing.
It’s just that Chen Nuo didn’t ask for much.
Soon, nobles from the Northern Zhou Dynasty came to ask for the warm jade.
Zhu Huaizhen would not take advantage of the situation and would at most raise the price to twice as high.
"Your Highness, all the houses in the suburbs of the city have collapsed." Tu Mi hurried over, bringing with him a gust of cold wind.
Zhu Huaizhen couldn't help but sneeze and shook his body.
Seeing this, Qiu Niang hurriedly gave Zhu Huaizhen a bowl of steaming hot 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.
Tsk tsk, Zhu Huaizhen took a few sips and instantly wanted to listen to "Peach Blossom Fan".
She waved her hand and the troupe started singing.
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.
"Tu Mi, did you bring a group of refugees? You can't eat, drink and live here for free. You have to do some work for me, otherwise I will kick you out." Zhu Huaizhen put on an extremely serious look.
As the saying goes, a pinch of rice is a recipe for hatred.
After hearing this, Tu Mi seemed to be thinking about something with a serious expression.
She was too compassionate at the moment and didn't realize the consequences.
So, Tu Mi acted decisively and set rules for this wave of refugees. If they wanted to stay, they had to wash the dishes, cook, and sweep the floor. Otherwise, they could leave on their own, taking only an old cotton-padded jacket and two steamed buns.
At first, some refugees started to make a fuss, saying that Princess Ronghua, despite her life of wealth and glory, was unwilling to let them have enough food and clothing. Tu Mi, upon hearing this, was furious and grabbed a broom to beat them out, calling them ungrateful bastards.
Then, the refugees knew that Princess Ronghua did not care about reputation and acted solely on her heart.
"Your Highness, I will never bring refugees back casually again." Tu Mi was exhausted.
"Tu Mi, what are you afraid of? I've got you covered. Besides, they are right. Princess Ronghua has lived a life of wealth and glory. She has the treasures of the Great Zhou and plenty of money." Zhu Huaizhen handed Tu Mi a cup of warm Taoyao tea.
Take the peach blossoms on the third day of March and the white dew on the third day of September, and set out a set of tea-making utensils including a copper wind stove, willow charcoal, wrought iron fire tongs, small green bamboo clips, locust wood water cubes, and Yuezhou jade bowls, and wait for the first boil to produce small bubbles, the second boil to produce gushing springs, and the third boil to produce surging waves.
This Taoyao tea was brewed by Zhu Huaizhen himself and is waiting for Tu Mi.
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