Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

On the stove, the water in the pot has begun to boil, and transparent bubbles are rising from the bottom of the pot to the top and turning into big bubbles.

"It's time to put the vegetables in!" Li Xueyan, who had been staring at the pot, reminded immediately.

Yanxia poured some dried vegetables into the pot. She held her chin up, her eyes never leaving the pot, and muttered with slurping saliva, "It's better to bring our own dried vegetables. Just put as much as you want."

"Wu Niang, this dried vegetable is the easiest to bake. You can eat it when you are on the road. When you return home, there will be plenty of delicious food to eat. I am afraid you will not even remember this small piece of dried vegetable." They grew up together since childhood, how could she not know her own Wu Niang?

I’m afraid the first thing I’ll do when I return to Chang’an is to go to Lexianlou to taste Miss Jiang’s cooking!

Li Xueyan sighed deeply, "That's right. I wonder if Aunt Jiang has put the smoked meat away for me. During the Chinese New Year, I was wondering what smoked meat tastes like. I haven't tasted it yet."

At this point, she thought of Zhao Shan again. She rested her other hand on her chin, and said with some resentment, "I don't know what he is doing? Why doesn't he even write me a letter?"

Yanxia kept her mouth shut tightly. Why would Master Zhao write to his own Wu Niang for no reason? From her point of view, Master Zhao probably didn't have any feelings for his own Wu Niang yet!

However, it seems that Shaoqing Cui has a special affection for Miss Jiang. When these maids get together privately to do needlework, they will also talk about the single men in Chang'an City. Mr. Zhao's popularity is not very good, but I heard that there are many young ladies who like Shaoqing Cui's good face and the good family background of the Qinghe Cui family.

The General of the Central Army has the best market value. The Wang family is of good status, and the General of the Central Army has a gentle and kind temperament. Last time, she heard that a young lady gave the General of the Central Army a purse, but she didn't know if it was true. When they met, the General of the Central Army didn't mention it.

It's just that the Five Surnames and Seven Families have always liked to marry within their own clans, and even His Majesty would not force them to marry. Besides, Cui Shaoqing always has a cold face when he goes out, as if someone owes him thousands of strings of cash. Otherwise, I'm afraid many young ladies would give him sachets.

She didn't say anything, and Li Xueyan just rolled her eyes at her: "You can put the bread in now, what are you dawdling for?"

Yanxia threw the unwrapped pancake in her hand in, balled up the oil paper, took a clean spoon, and took the braised lamb pot next to Li Xueyan's face. Unlike the dried vegetables, she strictly followed the standard version, putting one and a half spoons for each pancake and three spoons for two pancakes. She didn't know how to make this, so she would eat less each time.

Almost as soon as the meat sauce entered the boiling water, the rich aroma of instant noodles immediately spread throughout the carriage. Li Xueyan kept sniffing, looking anxiously: "Don't crack the eggs too finely, okay?"

After many experiments, she found that the whole egg was not tasty, and the egg drops that were too watery were not tasty either. The ones that were neither too big nor too small were the best. Each piece of cooked egg had the aroma of meat sauce, and it tasted great when she scooped it up with the soup and put it into her mouth.

Originally, she didn't even like to eat boiled chicken eggs because they were too choking. But one day, she saw Jiang Shangxian eating with a dish of sauce, and she greedily followed suit and ate one, only to find that eating eggs this way no longer felt dry and no longer choked!

As expected, eating is something that needs to be done by professionals!

Watching the four eggs being cracked into the pot one by one, Yanxia calmly used chopsticks to crack them into the shape that Li Xueyan liked. The smell in the carriage became stronger and stronger, and bubbles began to bubble up in the pot again.

"It's time to eat!" Li Xueyan cheered, picking up her own bowl and stuffing it into Yanxia's hand. "Quick, give me a bowl first. Mother can't eat too much, give me more!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her mother's gentle yet dangerous voice came from outside: "My son is so considerate. He's afraid that if I eat a few more bites, His Majesty will laugh at me."

Li Xueyan stared with her eyes wide open, not daring to move or make a sound, and looked at Yanxia in horror - Yanxia was so scared that she almost dropped the noodles in her hand onto the car.

"Yan'er, I wonder if there is a share for Aye?"

Li Daozon's voice was also heard outside. Li Xueyan knew that she was caught by her parents for eating alone. Being caught by them was not scary, but what was scary was why her cousin who was the emperor was also here?

She thought her father was completely defeated and could not get up. Why did he seem to have a good relationship with His Majesty?

She thought it would be disrespectful if she lingered any longer while His Majesty was outside. Li Xueyan quickly got out and jumped off the carriage. Seeing her father and mother standing behind her with sharp eyes, she quickly saluted Li Shimin and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Li Shimin had a good memory, but there were too many children of the royal family. He looked at these young people with familiar faces, but he couldn't pronounce their names. Fortunately, Li Daozong had just called Yan'er. Li Shimin smiled and praised Li Daozong: "Your daughter is not bad. She has some of your youthful style. Has she learned martial arts?"

"Your Majesty, thank you for your praise. My daughter is naughty, but she is just messing around. She has never learned anything serious." Li Daozon is a typical Chinese parent. When people praise his child, he has to be humble and even say a few words in a sarcastic way.

Li Shimin nodded at him and scolded him with a smile: "You also know the hardships of practicing martial arts. The child has suffered, but you are humble on her behalf and are not afraid that she will get angry with you!"

These words touched Li Xueyan's heart. She glanced at her father with pride, pouted her lips and complained to Li Shimin, "Your Majesty, I studied very hard. I even saved up money to hire a master. I got up at the hour of Mao every day and never slacked off for a single day."

"Hahahahahahahaha..." Li Shimin was not unhappy at all after hearing this, and laughed out loud, causing some relatives nearby to look over here, all trying to see who could make His Majesty so happy.

"Chengfan, did you see that? Your daughter is unhappy." Li Shimin was in a very good mood and mocked Li Dao Zong: "How can you be so stingy? You even asked the child to hire a martial arts master herself?"

Li Dao Zong smiled awkwardly. This girl has been wild and headstrong since she was little. He didn't hire a martial arts master for her because he was afraid that she would become even more reckless. He wanted to change her temper, but the older she got, the more unruly she became.

Li Shimin laughed for a moment, then stopped, sniffed, and got back to the point: "What are you eating in there by yourself? They only give your mother a little bit, not even your father any."

He was attracted by the smell, which he had never smelled before. It was just a faint smell of mutton.

The taste of instant noodles was so overbearing. Li Xueyan knew that she could no longer hide her small fortune. Although she was reluctant, she turned around and waved, asking Yanxia to bring out the bowl of noodles.