Chapter 11：

In the next few days, Tao Ti has been busy renovating the small kitchen in the East Palace. In addition to buying some kitchen utensils, she also let people build a small bread kiln behind Yaoguang Hall.

This kind of bread kiln is very simple. Craftsmen can understand it by looking at Tao Ti's drawings. It only took two days to build it.

Tao Ti immediately tried to bake some bread, but it was not done well in the first two tempers. The dough was either battered or not soft enough. Fortunately, it finally succeeded the third time—

Before the kiln was opened, the sweet smell filled the entire Yaoguang Hall. Even the palace people who cleaned the door smelled the peculiar smell, and closed their eyes one by one and sniffed greedily, "Good smell!"

Tao Ti glanced at the burning incense in the incense burner and rubbed his hands excitedly, "It's almost time, you can take it out."

Linglong responded, pinching a wet rag, and moving the lid away.

After a burst of heat, a row of milk and honey bread neatly packed together in the long plate, golden, bulging, and fragrant.

Zishuang and Linglong couldn't help but swallowed their saliva. At first, they thought that the prince was a whimsical joke. They didn't expect this food called "bread" to be made successfully, and it was so fragrant!

Tao Ti tasted one, and it was a bit hot. After breaking it, the inside was fluffy and soft, and the faint fragrance of milk filled the mouth between her lips and teeth, "Well, it's not bad."

The sweetness is moderate, Pei Yan should be able to accept it. Thinking like this, she said to Linglong, "You pack six and send them to your Highness."

The bread she toasted this time was not too big, and one was the size of a fist. According to her estimate of Pei Yan’s appetite, it would be good if he could eat half of these six, but it would be too stubborn to install three. She's stingy, it's better to pretend to be six.

Linglong swiftly installed a plate of bread, and went to the Purple Heaven Hall.

Zishuang leaned over to Tao Ti, first held Tao Ti and gave a good compliment, and then tentatively asked, "Master, you and your Royal Highness... are you planning to live a good life?"

Tao Ti frowned when she asked, "Otherwise?"

Seeing her sharpened attitude, Zi Shuang smiled angrily, "No, no, the servant girl just asked casually. Master, if you can figure it out, that's naturally the best."

Tao Ti pursed her lips, feeling suspicious, but it didn't show up on her face.

She filled herself with six small breads, and saw that there were some left on the tray, and said to Zishuang, "Take the rest to the palace people."

Zishuang was slightly surprised, "Master, how can slaves and maids have the qualifications to eat the food you make yourself?"

"It's not a rare thing, just a little bread." Tao Ti disapproved, "Besides, this must be fresh to be delicious. I can't finish it by myself, and the rest is a waste. It's better to eat it together, save it. Spoil the food. By the way, you remember to leave one for Linglong."

"...Yes." Zishuang said indifferently.

When Tao Ti entered the house, Zishuang did not dare to delay, and distributed the remaining bread to the palace servants who were waiting in front of him.

But she was selfish and didn't leave it to Linglong, but ate it herself.

She didn't believe that Linglong's little hoof would go to the master to file a complaint for a snack.

—

In the Purple Heaven Hall, Pei Yanzheng is discussing with the officials of the East Palace.

Suddenly smelling a strong milk scent, he slightly raised his eyes and looked at Fu Xirui.

Fu Xirui knew it and hurriedly walked out of the house. After a while, he brought a food box and walked to Pei Yan's side, and said in a low voice, "His Royal Highness, it is the pastry from the Crown Princess."

She sent it? Could it be that she has been making some bread these past two days.

Pei Yan raised his hand and lifted the lid slightly and glanced.

The appearance is pretty good, I think it's done.

He just wanted to let Fu Xirui take it, and waited for the government affairs to be tasted again, but he heard Song Wenci in the next head laugh and say, "The craftsmanship of the dining room is getting better and better. Sweet, the old lady's greedy bugs have all been hooked out."

Song Wenci was the crown prince and fu, and Pei Yan followed him when he was three years old. As the old saying goes, one day is a teacher and a lifelong father. The friendship between Song Wenci and Pei Yankuai for two decades is extremely deep.

Now that Song Taifu is greedy, Pei Yan smiled slightly, "After discussing government affairs for so long, you are tired if you want to come, so why not eat some cakes and take a break."

Song Wenci stroked his gray beard, "Very good, very good."

When Fu Xirui divided the snacks, she secretly squeezed her sweat, for fear of not dividing enough.

Unexpectedly, the number of dim sums is not too much, one for each person is just right.

Fu Xirui breathed a sigh of relief, this princess is really amazing! It's a coincidence that a snack is delivered.

"This pastry has never been seen before." Song Wenci squeezed a small bun and looked at it, opened his mouth and took a big bite. The next moment, he raised his brows and praised, "Well...soft and sweet, with a lingering fragrance in the mouth, not bad. good!"

The reactions of the others were similar to those of Song Wenci, and they were full of praise.

The bread was still warm, Pei Yan tasted gracefully, remembering the news from the dark guard's investigation—

Tao Ti used to cook in Yongweihoufu, but not many times, and made some ordinary pastry soups.

As for the cooking skills, this is not known. After all, the only people who have tasted her skills are Zhang's, Yong Weihou, and the old lady of the Hou Mansion, and these few people have not evaluated her cooking skills to the outside world.

Could it be that she had been hiding this good cooking skill before...

In other words, is the crown princess Tao Ti who is now in the East Palace really the maternal daughter Tao Ti?

Pei Yan's black eyes narrowed slightly, thoughtfully.

After finishing the bread in two or three mouthfuls, Song Wenci still had some thoughts, and asked aloud, "His Royal Highness, I don't know what the name of this cake is? The minister can go back and let the cook at home try to make it."

Pei Yan came back to his senses and said lightly, "This pastry is called bread...It's the princess's own method."

Hearing this, the several important officials of the East Palace were all startled, looking at the leftover breadcrumbs on the plate in disbelief.

Such delicious cakes were made by the princess who committed suicide by poisoning on her wedding night? In just a few days, that woman has become so virtuous? It's incredible.

"I didn't expect the princess to have such an excellent craftsmanship." Song Wenci, who is an old fritters in officialdom, quickly reacted and said with a smile, "His Royal Highness will have a fortune in the future."

He raised his head, and the other courtiers followed suit.

Pei Yan smiled without saying a word, and after drinking half a cup of tea, he continued to discuss business matters.

—

Tonight’s dinner was delivered to Yaoguang Hall by Mr. Sun himself.

Seeing his polite and cautious attitude, Tao Ti was a little embarrassed, and patiently explained to him, saying that he did not question his cooking skills, but simply wanted to eat some heavy-tasting food.

Seeing that the princess was so approachable and explained to him, Mr. Sun was surprised and frightened, and said hurriedly, "The princess must not worry about it. The younger one will bring me a meal. Firstly, I want to see if the princess is satisfied with the food today. Spicy dishes, second time..."

He paused with shame on his face, and saw Tao Ti waiting for him to follow, and then he mustered the courage to say, "The little one also tried to make the fried dumplings and hot spicy soup that the princess made a few days ago. The water-fried buns were good, and they were made in one go. It’s just that the little spicy soup can’t make the taste, but I don’t know what’s wrong... If the princess can help the little ones, little I'm so grateful."

After all, he solemnly bowed to Tao Ti.

"Manager Sun, don't be so polite." Tao Ti quickly got him up. Anyway, she didn't cook any secret and exclusive dishes. She didn't hide her secrets, and explained the steps and tricks of Hu spicy soup one by one.

In the end, she smiled humbly, "The cooking flexibility is very strong. The same recipe is clearly written in materials and steps, but different people make it, and the taste is different. You don’t have to do it exactly like me. The same, as long as the taste is good enough, then it's done."

"Thank you for the prince's advice." Manager Sun saw that the prince did not put on airs, did not hide her selfishness, and that she loved cooking and food from the bottom of his heart, and he was more sincerely convinced in his heart.

Outsiders have heard that the prince has a bad temperament, but after these two encounters, it is not what the rumors say! It can be seen that the rumors cannot be fully believed.

Before leaving, Manager Sun still warmly said, "Prince Princess, in fact, the dining room is not far from Yaoguang Hall, and the dining room has everything in it. You can eat something you want to cook on weekdays. As for the house, our big guy can help you with a dish, a dish, and a flower carving. The maids around you are not good at these things."

Tao Ti knew his kind intentions and smiled slightly, "Okay, when I'm going to make big dishes, I will go to the dining room and ask you for help."

After dinner, Tao Ti took a walk in the courtyard and then went back to the house to take a bath.

The nightlife of the ancients was extremely boring, so she could only read the script to pass the time.

But tonight she almost finished reading a volume of the story, and still did not see Pei Yan.

Tao Ti yawned lazily, but looked towards the door subconsciously.

Is he still busy with government affairs so late? Um, can his weak body survive...

Seeing that she was sleepy, Linglong persuaded her to add fragrant cakes to the green-glazed silk incense burner, "Princess, it's late at night. Your Royal Highness should not be here tonight. Why don't you rest first?"

Tao Ti thought for a while, yes, she has been married to the East Palace for several days, and the prince has also lived with her for several days. If she wants to come and play, she can do enough, so she doesn't have to come all night.

"Well, then I'll take a rest first." She stretched her waist, sniffed the curling fragrance from the incense burner, and said casually, "This fragrance seems to be different from the previous one."

Linglong added fragrance for a moment, then looked down and said, "Back to the princess, I used Su Hexiang before, and today I use the scented pear tent. If the princess likes the previous one, then the slave and maid will change it back."

Tao Ti didn't have much research on incense, and only said, "No, this one smells pretty good."

"Yes." After Linglong added fragrance, she waited for Tao Ti to fall asleep.

Suddenly no one was lying beside him, Tao Ti was still a little uncomfortable.

But not long after, a strong drowsiness surged up like a tide, and she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Outside the curtain, Linglong opened a corner and gently called "Prince Princess".

Seeing no one answered, she walked quickly to the door.

"His Royal Highness, the princess has fallen asleep."

"Well, you can withdraw." The gentle voice sounded.

The door was gently opened, Pei Yan walked in slowly, and cast his deep and calm eyes on the smoky purple curtain hanging quietly.