Chapter 30 Red Bean Porridge
Sometimes, he felt that he couldn't understand the Ding family, just like he couldn't understand all the women in the East Palace, but so what? He can firmly control those women, and those women rely on him to wear the silk and satin, and to use the priceless incense. Only by relying on him can their mother's family be in court. Stand firm, even step up.
Therefore, he didn't need to understand them at all, because he let her live and she lived, and he let her die and she had to die.
And Mrs. Ding used to report the family report to him. At the end of each month, Mrs. Ding would hold the account book and carefully talk to him about the expenses of the East Palace this month, tens of thousands of taels of silver. He listened all the time, then stopped listening when he got bored, and sent Mrs. Ding out. He felt that hearing about his family's shortcomings was far less enjoyable than going for a gallop in the suburbs of Beijing.
But the parents are also short-tempered, but he really likes Ah Chou who babbled to him like this, one penny or two, or even ten or twenty pennies, pork vermicelli stuffed buns, these needles and threads that he had never been able to touch before. , but now he listened with gusto. He even wanted to drool a little when he heard Ah Chou describing the shepherd's purse vermicelli buns.
"What is shepherd's purse?" Zhong Mingwei was very curious after listening to A Chou's description of the stuffed buns for a long time.
"The shepherd's purse you didn't eat? Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity," Ah Chou smacked his tongue, and immediately said with his lips curled up, "I used to envy you nobles who have abalone wings all day long, but now I don't envy you all of a sudden. I have never eaten abalone wing belly, but haven’t you ever eaten shepherd’s purse? Hehehe, let me tell you that shepherd’s purse is really delicious, it’s delicious when fried, it’s delicious when it’s cold, and it’s also delicious when made into soup, but I like to eat dumplings stuffed with shepherd's purse the most, hehe, so I'm hungry, are you hungry?"
Zhong Mingwei was hungry, or she was nagging him to be hungry, so he gave a soft "hmm" immediately.
"That's it, let's cook now, but it's too late today, I'll make stuffed buns for you tomorrow!" Ah Chou stretched his hands down and applied ointment to his lower abdomen, then got out of bed and kicked The shoes went out to make dinner.
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The red bean porridge I ate tonight, as soon as the sticky and warm red bean porridge was fed into Zhong Mingwei's mouth, Zhong Mingwei noticed the difference: "Is there sugar in it?"
"Well, I bought a pack of rock candy," Ah Chou stirred the porridge and said to him with a smile, scooped up a spoonful of red bean porridge over and over again to feed Zhong Mingwei, "I'm afraid you will taste bad if you drink plain porridge every day."
Zhong Mingwei opened his mouth and swallowed the red bean porridge in the white porcelain spoon again. It was sweet, really sweet. I don’t know if it was because he hadn’t eaten sugar for a long time. Zhong Mingwei felt that the red bean porridge was so sweet that he was tired of it. , he, a middle-aged man who doesn't eat much sugar, now eats this sweet and greasy hot porridge, but he thinks it's delicious.
"Drink another bowl?" Ah Chou put down the empty bowl and picked up another bowl, as if to feed Zhong Mingwei.
"Why don't you eat it?" Zhong Mingwei didn't eat the spoonful of red bean porridge handed in front of him, and looked up at Ah Chou eagerly.
"It's in the pot, I'll eat it when you're full," Ah Chou said hurriedly, as if afraid he wouldn't believe it, and straightened his back, "Really, there's more than half of the pot left, I eat a lot Very, I eat twice as much as you every day!"
Zhong Mingwei looked at her thin arms, apparently not believing what A Chou said, he lifted his chin and said to A Chou, "I'm full, you eat."