After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

The Imperial Garden has a nice view, and it is really interesting for Fang Nanzhi to stroll around.

Shi Junyan couldn't help but remind him, "This place is very big, it will take a while to finish exploring. Don't you want to go somewhere else?"

"Of course not," Fang Nanzhi stopped immediately, "You can't just fool me around here for a few laps, you have to at least take me to the imperial kitchen to have a look, right?"

Her eyes lit up when she mentioned eating.

Shi Junyan smiled and shook his head: "Let's go, if you like the Imperial Garden, we can come back later to visit, let's go to the Imperial Kitchen first. On the way, we will pass by the Clothing Bureau, do you want to take a look?"

"Yes, yes. Things in the palace cannot be seen outside. I am here today to follow you and broaden my horizons."

They went all the way to the Clothing Bureau. There were obviously many more palace servants they met here than in the Imperial Garden. In comparison, the Imperial Garden was really secluded.

Fang Nanzhi also discovered that the palace maids were very well-behaved. Logically speaking, when she walked with Shi Junyan, if she put herself in his shoes, she would definitely be very curious.

But when these people saluted Shi Junyan, it was as if they didn't see a living person like them beside him.

For a moment, she didn't know whether she should admire the strict rules in the palace or feel a little uncomfortable.

"This is the Clothing Bureau. What do you want to see? Do you need me to ask someone to introduce it to you?"

Fang Nanzhi waved her hand: "No need. If I don't understand something, I can just ask you directly. I feel uncomfortable when others show me around."

As they talked, they walked to the embroidery yard where the embroiderer worked. There were a lot of cloths and some threads hanging out to dry in the yard, with racks placed high above them. It seemed like they were being dried, but they couldn't be exposed to the sun.

Fang Nanzhi walked to the door and saw people. She subconsciously slowed down her pace and walked lightly. Even though she was with the prince, she was embarrassed to affect others.

She looked around here curiously. The place where the embroiderers worked was very large. Each person had a separate long table on which many things could be placed. Fang Nanzhi took a closer look and saw a variety of tools.

She whispered to Shi Junyan, "Why is that stretcher so big?"

She noticed it when she came in just now. There was a particularly large rack against the wall. At first she thought it was for drying things, but when she looked closely, it was clearly an embroidery rack.

Shi Junyan also lowered his voice: "That can only be used to embroider dragon robes."

Fang Nanzhi took a breath and listened to him continue, "That embroidery frame can only be used by the top embroiderers in the palace. It may take three years to make a dragon robe."

Fang Nanzhi was shocked: "Three years? How long does it take every day?"

"Eight hours."

She felt a blackness before her eyes as she listened to it. This must be what the book meant by "working day and night, with the candle never going out."

She couldn't help but take another look at the stretcher, which looked to be at least seven feet long.

She lowered her head again and looked at the tools on the table in front of her. There were needles and thread, and there were many kinds of needles.

She recognized wool needles, knitting needles, and even peacock feather needles. Looking at the threads beside her, there were silk threads, gold threads, and some that she didn't recognize. When she asked Shi Junyan, he could answer them all.

Not only that, they also went to see some precious fabrics stored here.

Fang Nanzhi stood in the center, looking at the colorful scene before her, and realized that the palace she had seen in books before was still too poor.

Now standing here, I don’t know how to accurately describe what I see.

Not to mention the things in this warehouse, even the scraps left over from the embroidery ladies and the monks' clothing bureaus could be made into something and sold for quite a bit of money.

"let's go."

She took the initiative to speak, and Shi Junyan was a little surprised: "I thought you would want to go and see the palace dresses that the Shangyi Bureau has hurriedly made."

Fang Nanzhi shook her head, a little bored: "I won't look at it anymore. Just looking at what the people in the palace are wearing is enough to teach me a lot."

As she spoke, she pointed at Shi Junyan's clothes as she walked: "Let's not talk about others, just look at the one you're wearing. Although the color is low-key, the material and embroidery are all top-notch." She paused and shook her head, "If it's not top-notch, I'm afraid that except for the emperor, no one else in the world can produce a second one like it."

Shi Junyan smiled: "You are quite knowledgeable."

Fang Nanzhi sighed exaggeratedly: "Fortunately, I have read a lot of books. Otherwise, you wouldn't have seen much of the world this time. You wouldn't even understand many of the things you saw. Now I just feel that I haven't read enough books."

"You've read a lot, and you remember things quickly, but you've only been in the capital for a short time. As you go in and out of the palace more often, you'll get used to these things."

As they were talking, they had already entered the imperial kitchen.

Fang Nanzhi, who had not yet recovered from the "hatred of the rich" mentality that surrounded her eyes with all sorts of silk and satin, gnashed her teeth and said, "Since I'm here, I must eat something good. No, I must taste something good!"

She quickly changed her words, blinked and looked around. There were quite a few people in the imperial kitchen, but just like outside, except for everyone greeting Shi Junyan when they came in, they were busy with their own things and no one was distracted.

Several stoves were blazing, some with steamers, others with pots simmering, and others with water boiling.

There was someone watching each stove, someone was preparing vegetables on the other side, and in the corner you could hear the sound of the royal chef chopping bones.

She searched for a long time and only saw snacks on the table. Then she remembered that it was not dinner time yet, and she couldn't help feeling disappointed.

"It seems that I didn't catch up with the best ones, but these snacks are not bad either. You can try them."

Fang Nanzhi pouted: "Is it better than what my mother makes?"

As she was talking, the dessert was already at her lips. She took a bite and the green dessert was soft and fragrant, slightly sweet, with the aroma of honey at the tip of her nose.

There was a hint of a taste in it that she had never tasted before, and she couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "What is this?"

"Green jujube honey, the younger children in the palace like it more. Why, do you like it too?"

Fang Nanzhi tasted it carefully and felt that there must be more than just green dates and honey in it. "I can't say I like it, but my family makes pretty good snacks anyway. Well, I have to remember this taste and tell my mother when I get home."

Shi Junyan pointed to another plate. The white pastry on it was in the shape of a lotus flower and slightly transparent. "Then try this one."

Fang Nanzhi didn't bother to be polite with him. She took a bite of every snack she could see. In the end, she had taken a little bit of almost every snack she could see, and she even felt like she couldn't eat anymore.

After leaving the imperial kitchen, Fang Nanzhi stretched lazily, and Shi Junyan followed him: "We still have some time, enough for us to go somewhere. If you are tired, I will take you there first."