Give me a whole box of gold, no, half a box, just half a box will do.
Half a box of silver also came.
After picking and choosing for a long time, Murong Yue felt that gold and silver were not as attractive as gold and silver.
Back in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, his eyes lit up when he saw the two small round balls he had made on the table.
Put the two small balls into the box as well.
"Oh, Your Highness, what do you want me to put in? I'll do it."
This was made by His Majesty himself; with such rough handling, it's likely to break on the way.
"Lord Qi, could you please take this box of yours..."
Ah Hao turned around and her gaze fell on the box that Qi Yuan had brought. She smiled and spoke to Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan was almost dizzy from Ah Hao's laughter.
“Of course,” he said, immediately stepping forward and placing the wooden box down.
Next, he naturally joined Ah Hao in packing the boxes for His Majesty.
Murong Yue wanted to stuff anything she liked into the box.
Salted duck egg!
"Osmanthus wine!"
"Dongpo pork!"
"Sweet tofu pudding!"
"Salted water noodles!"
...
She rattled off seven or eight of her favorite foods in one go.
She might not remember anything else, but she'll never forget this delicious food.
Left with no other choice, Ah Hao had to call for Steward Zhu.
After the last incident involving taking medicine, Manager Zhu was completely listless. He felt nauseous at the smell of anything and couldn't eat anything. In just half a month, he lost a lot of weight.
Her chubby face has now grown into a neck.
Upon hearing that His Majesty had summoned him, he fled in fear.
Fortunately, His Majesty sent him instead of having His Majesty come to the Imperial Kitchen...
Upon arrival, they learned that His Majesty wanted some food to take to the frontier and give to General Yan.
"Steward Zhu, is there any way?" Ah Hao asked.
"Yes, yes, Your Majesty, rest assured. The weather is cold now, so everything except sweet tofu pudding can be preserved."
"This servant will write down the recipe for sweet tofu pudding and have this young general take it back with him."
"I'll write, I'll write!" Murong Yue immediately raised her hand upon hearing that she was to write.
She has learned a lot recently, and if she could understand the memorials, she would be ready to personally review them.
I can write down a method for making sweet tofu pudding; that shouldn't be a problem.
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