Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

Good stuff! It's a pity that she doesn't understand tea, and she can't say anything other than "good, very good!"

It was something sent by Dong Gong, so Mu Jin ordered to put it like this first, and then put it away after showing it to Fourth Master.

Today is the holiday, the lunch is very rich, and there are two more dishes than usual.

How could Mu Jin use so much alone? After three or four mouthfuls of each dish, they are full, and the rest are given to buckwheat and others.

The zongzi servings for the festive season have also been sent out, with red bean paste, pitted candied dates, raisins, eight treasure lotus seeds, mincemeat, peanuts, sesame seeds and walnuts.

Anyway, feeling like celebrating a festival, Mu Jin asked to peel one to taste.

Zongzi hadn't been soaked in alkaline water, and when the leaves were peeled off, they were white and crystal clear, small and exquisite, and very beautiful.

The craftsmanship of the chefs in preparing the stuffing is not a boast. Even the ordinary red bean paste is carefully milled and filtered with double-layer fine cotton gauze. The rough bean shells are discarded, and only the most delicate bean paste is used as the main ingredient for the filling to ensure that it is fine and dense. It melts in your mouth.

In addition, Si Ye's mansion has the best glutinous rice, so the rice dumplings made out of it are naturally delicious.

Mu Jin took two sips, and it happened to be red bean paste, mixed with rice fragrance, sweet but not greasy, delicate and mellow, and melted in the mouth.

She didn't dare to sleep after lunch today, because she didn't know when fourth master would come back from the palace, let alone whether he would come to her after returning home.

Sure enough, according to the calculations in the past, Fourth Master and Fujin came back from the palace before she should have taken a nap.

When the fourth master entered the Wisteria Garden, Jun's face, eyes and brows were slightly flushed, and when he approached, there was a smell of alcohol. Mu Jin saluted with a smile, "Master!" and he pulled him up with a smile.

"Master, have you been drinking?" Mu Jin was quite surprised, after all, it seemed that he hadn't seen him drinking after returning home for so long.

Not to mention getting drunk.

She couldn't help but look at fourth master a few more times. The slight drunkenness made him look a little bewildered, combined with the arrogance and coldness in his bones on weekdays, he seemed a little more approachable.

"How strange," Fourth Master smiled and twisted her face, "Today's Dragon Boat Festival, how can there be too little wine for the banquet in the palace? Master is a little dizzy, take a break."

Mu Jin had no choice but to help him to the next room, and helped him to lie down on the kang, Qiaomai hurriedly fetched a thin blanket, Mu Jin took it, and covered him up to his chest.

"I think the hangover soup is a must in the kitchen, do you want to use some, master?"

Fourth master subconsciously frowned, showing a bit of disgust: "No, just pour some tea."

It can be seen that he was poisoned by that hangover soup on weekdays, which is very disgusting.

Mu Jin smiled and went to pour the water herself.

Bringing it to his mouth, he smiled and said, "There's no tea, it's just ordinary warm boiled water. The master has drunk wine, so don't drink tea right now!"

She secretly mixed some divine spring water into the warm boiled water.

The fourth master smiled and took a sip, perhaps because he was so thirsty, he actually felt that the tasteless water in the usual days was rare sweet and cool, after drinking it, it seemed that the internal organs and the mind became much fresher and refreshed in an instant.

The fourth master unconsciously leaned forward, took Mu Jin's hand, drank the cup of tea, and sighed comfortably: "It's much more comfortable, and the water here is better than other places."

Mu Jin covered her mouth with a smile, blinked her eyes, and her eyes flickered: "The water poured by the slave himself is full of the slave's affection for the master, which is naturally extraordinary!"

Fourth master was happy: "You must be poor!"

Cough, what do you ask, do you understand?