Comprehensive film and television: The Queen of Rolls Opens the Roll Again

Gong Yuanzheng's question shocked Gong Shangjiao to find that his brother, who was the master of a palace, was almost eighteen years old and had never seen a pot, let alone eating.

Zhang Xueming, on the other hand, was not surprised at all. He praised Gong Yuanzheng for being smart and being able to figure out how to eat it at a glance. He also taught him what to put in first, what to put in later, how long to blanch something to make it cooked, and even adjusted the sauce according to his taste, taking care of him like a child.

It was the first time that Gong Shangjiao discovered that this little monster had such good patience, and his younger brother Gong Yuanzheng, who was so tall, was really like a child. He would laugh foolishly when he received a nice word, and when he encountered unfamiliar seasonings, he would ask to taste them first. Zhang Xueming also indulged him, even encouraging him to make his own decision.

This way of getting along opened Gong Shangjiao's eyes, but it was also a bit irritating.

Before he started eating, he clenched his fist and coughed softly, then asked Zhang Xueming as usual: "What did you find?"

"The eldest lady is very smart." Zhang Xueming put the prepared dish in front of Gong Yuanzheng, but stopped after saying this and looked up at Gong Yuanzheng: "Ayuan."

Gong Yuanzheng understood what she meant. He looked at Gong Shangjiao shyly, who was looking at him inquiringly, and mustered up the courage to ask, "Brother, have you eaten the little monster buns I made? Are they delicious?"

Gong Shangjiao immediately recalled how desperate he was about his brother's aesthetic taste when Jin Fu opened the lunch box in the morning, put two weirdly shaped things that looked poisoned in the middle, surrounded by cute and delicate little animals, cabbages, and small flowers, and put them in front of him with a smile, and told him that they were steamed buns made by his brother who was on an expedition.

"Why did you think of cooking?" Gong Shangjiao habitually wanted to change the subject and say something to ask his brother not to do his job, but when he looked up, he saw his dimming eyes and Zhang Xueming's raised eyebrows. The words turned around on his tongue, and he finally said the truth from his heart: "I ate it, it was okay."

Gong Yuanzheng's eyes suddenly lit up and he smiled with satisfaction: "Zhao Zhao said that brother wouldn't mind if my cooking wasn't pretty. Once he heard that I made it, he would definitely eat it. I didn't believe it, but it turned out to be true. Brother, you are so good to me."

Gong Shangjiao laughed dumbly: "Is this considered good for you?"

Gong Yuanzheng didn't just grin like he did before, but answered seriously: "Zhao Zhao said that only those who love you will not despise you no matter what you do. My brother doesn't despise me, I'm very happy."

Gong Shangjiao's face was unusually hot, and he was a little afraid to look into those sparkling eyes. He said vaguely, "As long as you are happy." He turned to ask Zhang Xueming, "Why did you stop talking halfway? What happened to Gong Zishang?"

"Don't talk about business while eating. Let's talk about it after we finish eating." Zhang Xueming said bluntly, and took another dish and handed it to Gong Yuanzheng: "Make a dish for your brother. If you are unsure, just ask him directly."

Gong Shangjiao saw that she really didn't intend to talk anymore, so he had no choice but to cooperate with Gong Yuanzheng's questions and answers.

"Brother, do you want saltier or lighter? Do you want soy sauce?"

"Lighter, no soy sauce."

"Brother, do you want sesame paste? Where's the cilantro?"

"Tahini, no cilantro."

"elder brother……"

Gradually, Gong Shangjiao actually found some fun in this question and answer that couldn't be more ordinary. With a faint smile on his lips, he watched Gong Yuanzheng taking care of him in an efficient manner.

Eating from a hot pot is different from eating any other meal. It is impossible not to talk, but everyone tacitly agrees not to talk about anything else and just focuses on the food.

It's freezing cold outside, but the love inside is warm.

Gong Shangjiao suddenly felt as if he had a home again. Although the people around him were different, the warm feeling in his heart was the same. Perhaps it was because the moisture was too strong and made his eyes sore, he quietly lowered his eyelids.

After the meal, the three of them walked slowly around the ink pool to help digest their food.

Zhang Xueming was in no hurry to tell her about her discovery in the Shang Palace, and Gong Shangjiao was in no hurry to ask any further questions. They just listened with a smile to Gong Yuanzheng's clear voice accompanied by the sound of bells, and occasionally answered a sentence or two.

The boy happily talked about how he could have snacks anytime, how he didn't have to get up early to collect morning dew, how he received bamboo mushroom lanterns and fat cat lanterns, and how he ate red bean sweet soup and animal buns...

The simple joy that made people's hearts ache seemed to be unable to be contained in the entire palace. Even Jin Fu and Su Rong who were guarding their posts outside the door were infected and smiled.

"Okay, brother, Zhaozhao, let's go to the tea room and talk business." Gong Yuanzheng felt that he had gained more than enough happiness today, and sensibly suppressed his desire to share all his feelings with the two people in his heart.

Gong Shangjiao glanced at Gong Yuanzheng's hand that had been held by Zhang Xueming at some point, and looked at Zhang Xueming jokingly. Seeing that he still had a calm smile and a stable mood, he looked away in boredom: "Let's go."

With Gong Yuanzheng around, they would definitely drink medicinal tea, and it would not be Gong Shangjiao and Zhang Xueming's turn to do anything. Although the taste of the medicinal tea was much lighter than before, seeing that Zhang Xueming had no objection, Gong Shangjiao kept his opinion to himself.

"I plan to promote cooperation between the Back Mountain Flower Palace and the Front Mountain Business Palace." Zhang Xueming casually turned the fine white porcelain lotus-shaped teacup in his hand and dropped a bomb.

Before Gong Shangjiao could ask, she asked him first: "I remember that Mr. Gong Er went back to the palace gate before the bride arrived at Jiuchen Valley. Didn't you hear the explosions coming from the Shang Palace at night during that time?"

Gong Shangjiao was stunned: "Explosion?"

"Yes, that's what you're thinking of. We've also tried it at the Zheng family's farm. The same proportions and the same materials, if the amount exceeds a certain limit, it won't work. There won't even be an explosion, just a few small sparks." Zhang Xueming drank the tea in one gulp, and the bottom of the teacup hit the tea table, making a slight sound. "But Ayuan and I were in the Shang Palace today and clearly heard a very loud explosion. When we looked over, we saw that it was the eldest lady researching gunpowder, and the ratio of the three materials was very close to the ratio in the formula. Later, Mr. Hua also showed up. He said that he had been hearing huge explosions coming from the Shang Palace at night some time ago, and he didn't hear them again until the palace gates were under martial law."

Gong Shangjiao's face darkened: "I had been back for two days at that time, and the nights of those two days were calm." If he had discovered it at that time, he would not have gone out in person to deal with the affairs of the stronghold before Zhang Xueming entered the palace gate.

Gong Yuanzheng discovered that Gong Shangjiao also began to rub his fingertips unconsciously, just like Zhang Xueming, like a beast that had found its target, but had no idea where to start because the target was too large.

"It's really interesting, isn't it? 'Everything is destined.'" Zhang Xueming suddenly laughed softly, and everyone could hear the sarcasm in his laughter.

However, the next second, she changed the subject again: "I would like to make a bold guess that the young lady is not simply chasing after Jin Fan."

She pushed the empty teacup in front of Gong Yuanzheng and gave him a comforting smile: "I don't know if the eldest lady has discovered it. However, she has managed to survive in the cracks very successfully... Mr. Gong Er, why don't you guess how many people in the Shang Palace are in the Shang Palace but their hearts are in the Yu Palace?"