The unlucky fake daughter was screwed by the rotten system

After a while, the eighth princess couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out the door.

Zhao Yunjin's voice was neither too loud nor too low: "Imperial sister, where are you going?"

The Eighth Princess stopped and turned around and said, "Sixth Brother, I need to go to the toilet. I can't hold it any longer!"

After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Yunjin's response, she continued to run out the door.

However, her destination was the kitchen, not the toilet!

How could her little tricks escape the empress dowager's eyes that have experienced vicissitudes of life and have a keen insight into the world?

"I drank a lot of tea before leaving the palace, and now I feel a little anxious."

After saying this, the Queen Mother, carefully supported by her personal nanny, slowly stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

She had obviously learned this trick from her granddaughter.

Seeing this, the others understood and followed suit.

Qi Yize smiled and said to Zhao Yunjin, "I'll take my grandparents and the others to visit the imperial palace."

Meanwhile, the Crown Prince hurriedly said, "Divine Doctor Zhou has already told the Crown Princess to move around more. I'll take her out for a walk right now."

For a moment, various reasons emerged one after another, and everyone rushed to the kitchen tacitly.

The milky fragrance that everyone smelled just now was emitted by Yun Zhizhi when she was making milk shaqima.

This milk shaqima is mainly made with eggs and milk, without adding a drop of water in the whole process. You can imagine how rich the milk flavor is!

At this moment, Yun Zhizhi was instructing the chef on the final step: "Remember, pour the syrup into the freshly fried noodles three times, then stir evenly."

Then, she deftly poured the fried noodles covered in syrup into a custom-made mold and pressed them tightly.

Master Xuanzhen, who was watching from the side, couldn't wait any longer and asked hurriedly, "Zhizhi, is this milk shaqima ready to eat?"

Yun Zhizhi shook her head: "Not yet, we have to wait until it cools down."

Doctor Zhou threw a mustard-flavored fish skin peanut into his mouth, and while chewing, he glanced at Master Xuan Zhen and said jokingly:

"Old monk, why are you so anxious? You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. If you feel craving, just eat some of the snacks Zhizhi gave you yesterday."

Master Xuanzhen rolled his eyes at him and said nothing.

He had eaten all the snacks given to him yesterday, so he was eagerly looking forward to this shaqi ma which was not yet ready.

The snacks made by Zhizhi were so delicious that he couldn't bear to eat them slowly.

This time, Yun Zhizhi plans to make two flavors of egg rolls: sesame and scallion.

Just as Yun Zhizhi was concentrating on pouring eggs, milk, sugar, salt, chives and butter into the bowl one by one, and gently and methodically mixing the batter with a whisk.

Suddenly, a pleasant, deep voice sounded in the kitchen: "Zhizhi, you are busy here, what kind of delicious snacks are you making?"

When Yun Zhizhi heard the voice, she subconsciously raised her eyes and looked. After seeing who the person was, her delicate body trembled slightly. She couldn't help but feel surprised and was stunned.

Why didn’t Yun Jin mention to her that the Empress Dowager would be visiting today!

Could it be that she also came uninvited?

Thinking of this, Yun Zhizhi calmed herself down and tried to recover from her shock. A gentle smile quickly appeared on her face and she bowed to the Queen Mother Yingying.

She replied softly, "Your Highness, my granddaughter-in-law is making scallion-flavored egg rolls."

The Queen Mother smiled and turned to the group of people behind her who had been attracted by the rich milky aroma in the air and asked, "Have you ever heard of such a snack?"

Everyone shook their heads, indicating that they knew nothing about it.

The Eighth Princess, standing in the crowd, blinked her bright eyes, looked at Yun Zhizhi curiously, and asked crisply, "Sister-in-law, what does this egg roll taste like?"

Yun Zhizhi continued to stir the batter methodically and responded with a smile, "Eighth Princess, this scallion-flavored egg roll has a salty-sweet flavor."

When the Queen Mother heard this, her heart, which was already full of anticipation, seemed to be ignited and instantly filled with eager anticipation.

Yesterday, she had the opportunity to taste the unique salty and sweet fish skin peanuts. The wonderful and unforgettable taste still lingers in her mind and she loves it very much.

Now, after hearing what Yun Zhizhi said, the freshly baked scallion-flavored egg rolls will also taste salty and sweet. How can she not be filled with joy and look forward to it?

A frying pan is needed to make egg rolls.

Two days ago, Yun Zhizhi sent someone to find a blacksmith shop to make two frying pans overnight.

A quarter of an hour later, the two pans were working at the same time.

Yun Zhizhi stood beside one of the stoves, concentrating on spreading the batter while patiently instructing Chef Li who was making egg rolls next to her.

She was surrounded by a group of foodies who came to watch the fun.

Qi Yize watched her skillfully use a thin wooden chopstick to quickly roll up the pancake that was fried until both sides were golden brown.

I immediately understood why this snack is called an egg roll.

At this time, the air was filled with an extremely rich and overbearing milky aroma, with a hint of chives.

This made everyone swallow their saliva.

He Donghai was already confused by the fragrance and interrupted: "Zhizhi, is this egg roll ready to eat?"

Yun Zhizhi continued to spread the batter, "Not yet. We need to wait until it cools down. Otherwise, it won't be crispy."

This time it was Master Xuanzhen's turn to tease others, "Old He, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. If you're craving something, you can try some of the snacks Zhizhi gave you yesterday."

Oops! Slip of the tongue.

I forgot that Old Man He was not here yesterday.

At this time, He Donghai obediently took out a small bag of hand-torn beef jerky from his sleeve, opened it, tore off a small piece, put it into his mouth and began to chew it slowly.

Master Xuanzhen asked in surprise, "Where did you get the hand-shredded beef jerky?"

He didn't believe that Fatty He, who was usually very protective of his food, would be so generous as to share with his grandfather.

Oops!

Accidentally exposed.

He Donghai laughed, "Don't worry about it!"

Then, he leaned close to Master Xuanzhen's ear and whispered, "Don't tell Yang'er about this either."

Master Xuanzhen understood it immediately!

It seems that Old Man He got this snack from his grandson through improper means.

"I understand."

After standing next to the hot stove for a long time, Yun Zhizhi's rosy face began to sweat.

Suddenly, a slender, graceful hand with distinct joints reached out holding a handkerchief.

Wipe her gently.

Yun Zhizhi knew who it was without even looking!

She turned her eyes to Zhao Yunjin and smiled sweetly: "Thank you!"

People say that he is cold and unkind, but in fact he also has a side that is cold on the outside but warm on the inside and considerate.

After a long quarter of an hour.

Everyone finally waited until the milk shachima and egg rolls cooled down.

Hands big and small reached into the plate to grab the snacks they wanted.