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The three of them turned to look at Die, only to see her screaming with one hand holding the lid and the other pointing at the pot in the pot.

Leng Qiyue cast a disdainful gaze, saying in a silent language, "What's it called? Are you still afraid of monsters? "

Xiao Die smiled awkwardly and put down the lid. Leng Qiyue walked over to the basin and took it out. The inside of the basin was more than twice as big as the outside.

"Empress, is this face?" "How did you suddenly grow so big?" Xiao Die asked in embarrassment.

Leng Qiyue rolled her eyes. "What a big fuss. The flour tastes so good when it's sent out. You're not allowed to ask about it from now on. You're only allowed to look." With that, she dug out the noodles from the basin and placed it on the stone table.

She kneaded the noodles and sniffed them. Luckily, they didn't have any sour taste. She didn't know if there was any alkali here. Since the noodles weren't sour, there was no need to put them on the table. If they were used too much, it would only make them taste worse.

On Yan Su's side, he had chopped up all the wild vegetables and placed them in a large bowl. On the other side, Wang Ming had also finished beating up the eggs.

Leng Qiyue looked through all the jars in the kitchen. There were soy sauce, salt, sugar, vinegar and wine. How can we fry eggs without oil?

Wang Ming laughed dryly, "Reporting to the Empress, we ran out of oil."

A black line appeared on Leng Qiyue's forehead. She had no choice but to boil it in a pot of water, then add in the egg juice and stir-fry it until it scattered. After the egg solidifies into small granules, put the wild vegetables in and add salt to continue stir-frying. The stove was so high that she had to stand on a stool and fry it with an oversize spatula. When he smelled the fragrance, he felt that the wild vegetables were a bit bitter. He added some sugar to adjust the taste, and gradually, a fragrant smell drifted out. Wang Ming's Adam's apple clearly slipped a little.

When the dishes were done, Leng Qiyue tasted them. The taste was not bad, so she put them aside.

Then she kneaded the dough again and said, "Wash the pot and fill it with water. Wait until I've finished."

The little butterfly was very quick, she finished everything in the blink of an eye. He then ran over to Leng Qiyue and eagerly watched her knead the dough and shape it into a strip before pressing it flat. She eagerly asked, "Empress, can this servant give it a try?"

Leng Qiyue nodded and taught her by hand. She was very smart and learned it very quickly. The only difference was that the wrinkles on the buns were not as beautiful as the ones on the buns. Wang Ming and Yan Su looked at each other and started learning. Yan Su was a military man, he was used to rough work, and this kind of small work didn't suit him. Soon, he lost his patience and stopped puckering his mouth.

Leng Qiyue looked at him and the corners of her mouth twitched, but she did not say anything. Then, she looked at Wang Ming again. He was much better than she was; he looked even better. This was the difference between a civil servant and a military officer.

After the wild vegetables were wrapped, Leng Qiyue ground the rest of the dough into a steamed bun and steamed it into a steamer. Then, she sat down on the pot and started to light the fire.

Leng Qiyue didn't even glance at the ancient leakage pot for long before she said to Wang Ming, "Let me have a reminder in half an incense's time." Half an hour should be enough.

Wang Ming nodded and stared at the five layers of steamer, but no one knew what he was thinking about.

Leng Qiyue glanced at Yan Su and asked, "Don't tell me that you've only ground this little bit of flour?"

Yan Su shook his head. "I've instructed the soldiers to grind the wheat. As the stone mill is relatively small, it can only grind wheat for ten generations."

Leng Qiyue calculated for a moment before saying, "That's enough. When the time comes, we can make the rice into porridge. Those who are willing to eat the rice can get the rice, and those who are willing to send the steamed buns and porridge can also be served. If you don't have enough dishes, just make some steamed buns. "

"Steamed Bun?" Steamed Bun? " Yan Su was dumbfounded.

Leng Qiyue rolled her eyes at him and said, "The steamed bun is the one that I just made, round without stuffing. The steamed bun is one that's filled with stuffing."

"This servant understands." Yan Su was also staring at the bamboo steamer eagerly, as if a ginseng spirit could pop out from there.

Gradually, the fragrance of the steamed buns spread out, causing everyone to feel hungry. Other than Wang Ming, the three of them only arrived at Lijiang City after eating dinner on the way. It was almost dark by the time they smelled the fragrance of food, so they naturally felt extremely hungry.

With great difficulty, he saw Wang Ming turn his head and say, "Empress, the time for half an incense stick to burn has arrived."

Leng Qiyue couldn't help but jump up from her chair, causing the little butterfly to extinguish the fire. She waited for a while longer before opening the steamer. A ball of steam rolled out and gradually dispersed, revealing a white and fat steamed bun.

Leng Qiyue said to Yan Su, "You're the tallest here. Go and take down the steamer layer by layer."

Yan Su nodded his head. Although he was tall, the steamer had five floors, so he had to stand on a stool. When the five large steam cages were filled to the brim with stones, everyone began to salivate.

Leng Qiyue did not care about her image. She picked up a steamed bun with chopsticks and put it into a bowl to blow wildly. It was too hot to eat.

Yan Su glanced at it for a second and then directly picked up a bun to bite down on …

Leng Qiyue asked in surprise, "It's not hot?"

Yan Su said while chewing, "Hot!"

Leng Qiyue was defeated by him, "Hot, don't you know how to brag."

As Yan Su ate, he spat out one word, "Hungry!"

Leng Qiyue decided to ignore him. In any case, she wasn't the one being burned. She probed with her tongue and felt that it wasn't as hot anymore, so she took a big bite out of it. The flour from ancient times was really good. No matter if it was the taste or the fragrance, it was first-rate. What was lacking in beauty was that the wild vegetables had a bitter taste. However, for those who were hungry, this was a super delicacy.

Wang Ming ate three steamed buns in one go, then wiped his mouth and said, "I really didn't expect that wheat could be used to make such delicious food. This … "Not only can the steamed buns be eaten as rice, the stuffing inside the steamed buns has also been taken care of. It's really great."

Leng Qiyue was already full after eating only one bun. The bun was too big. She ate two, how could she not be fat? This should be the advantage of a demon.

Leng Qiyue asked, "How is it?" Would the commoners accept such food? "

Wang Ming laughed, "Yes, of course. With these steamed buns and steamed buns, those victims without bowls won't need to eat with their hands holding rice."

Leng Qiyue glanced at the remaining steamed buns and said to Yan Su, "Guard Yan, give the rest to the soldiers." "Oh right, tell them to go eat on the streets. If anyone asks, tell them it's food sent by the Imperial Court."

Yan Su asked, "Why are you eating on the street?"

Leng Qiyue chuckled, "Firstly, let the commoners open their eyes and attract their interest. Second, let them see that they can't eat, arouse the desire. Third... "Uh, I haven't thought of it yet. In short, you just do as you're told."

"Understood." Yan Su grabbed another bun and walked out as he ate. He must have called for someone.

Leng Qiyue suddenly thought of something. She placed the remaining eight buns in the first cage into a bamboo basket and handed it to Wang Ming. "Sir Wang, bring it to your family to eat."

Wang Ming gratefully received the basket. Suddenly, Leng Qiyue thought of something and asked, "Why didn't you see Sir Wang's thousand jin in the palace selection?"

Wang Ming's eyes darkened and said, "I only have this one daughter, and she is too ill to bear children. I have always felt guilty about letting the Wang family have concubines." I was so devoted to her that I swore I would never take her in as my concubine. In the palace selection, my daughter was supposed to go, but she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to fulfill her filial piety after entering the palace, so she destroyed her own appearance. Sigh … "It's been hard on this child."

Leng Qiyue began to admire this Miss Wang from the bottom of her heart. There had never been a woman who would destroy her own face for the sake of filial piety. She had met Miss Wang before. She was a beauty, it would be a pity if her appearance was ruined. Thus, he said, "How about this, Lord Wang, let me take you to see your wife and also help your daughter look at her injuries. If it isn't serious, I have the medicine to remove her scar.

Hearing this, Wang Ming was overjoyed. He quickly nodded and said, "Alright, alright. We'll leave now."

Leng Qiyue did not blame him for his rudeness, and followed him with a smile. As they were walking towards the gate, it was suddenly kicked open. A group of people wearing rags, carrying sticks and hoes rushed in and surrounded them.

One of them shouted, "After killing this adulterous concubine, not only did she steal the food for the disaster, she even secretly fed us some wheat to feed the animals. She doesn't treat the commoners as human beings at all."

"Right, kill her …"

"Kill the adulterous concubine …"

"Give me back my white rice …"

The commoners didn't know who had seduced them, but they all knew about the matter regarding the wheat and came forward to denounce her. The way they looked at Leng Qiyue was as if they wanted to spit fire and eat her alive …