Be Careful General's Wife!

Because she was busy pickling pickles and had no time to cook at noon, Shen Wan bought some big meat buns directly from the street. After they eat hastily, they begin to be busy again.

Pickle water is Shen Wan and Qiuju do in the kitchen, not let xiujuan'er and Zhiqiu see.

After the pickle water is made, it is poured into the big jar which has been washed and dried.

After half of the jars were filled with pickled water, the dishes were brought to him. Shen Wan paid the final payment and asked xiujuan'er and Zhiqiu, who had already washed out the jars, to wash the dishes.

After all jars were filled with pickle water, Shen Wan and Qiuju joined the washing. When Chu Ling saw it, he also went to help wash it, but he was young and slow. He could wash a radish in half a day.

After washing for a while, Shen Wan saw that some of the dishes had been dried and began to put them into the jar.

Installed four jars, see the sun is west, she simply explained xiujuan'er and Zhiqiu how to do, then took Qiuju back to the house.

Although, when Shen Wan left, she had already said that if they couldn't finish it today, they would do it tomorrow. But xiujuan'er and Zhiqiu put all the dishes into the jar before stopping.

After a day, Shen Wan and Qiuju went to the courtyard to have a look after the pickles they had sent to the restaurant. Although the big jar changed, the amount of pickling is also large, but there is no problem with the pickle, it is still very good. Another day, they can take it out of the house.

However, in a few days, pickles from jiexinglou have become popular in the imperial city. The gourmands and gourmands in the imperial city go to pick the stars building every day to try their luck, just to have a mouthful of pickles.

It was meal point that a red Trojan horse stopped at the door of the pick Star building. Behind the carriage, there were two guards with swords on horseback.

After the carriage stopped steadily, the driver jumped out of the car and put the stool on the shaft on the ground.

A man, eight feet long, wearing a blue robe and a golden crown, was the first to get out of the carriage.

Then, a beautiful young man in a white robe came down from the carriage.

This beautiful young man is not a stranger. It is Murong Li, the son of the stable Marquis, while the cold and stern man is the Xuanyuan Yu on the pilgrimage.

Xuanyuan Yu looked up at the star picking tower in front of him and sighed, "this tower is still the same as before. It has not changed at all."

In the past, he often invited three or five friends to have a drink and a good time in the huangjie tower. Looking back on those days, it was really not happy. But now, pick Star building is still in, but Huang Jie is not there. Things are different and people are different, which makes people feel sad.

Murong Li said with a smile: "just hope, uncle, the lion head you want to eat is still that taste."

Today, he went to see his uncle in the palace, but his uncle suddenly missed the braised lion's head in jiexinglou. He still wanted to eat it today, so he changed his clothes and took him out of the palace.

Braised lion's head in brown sauce, the royal kitchen in the palace can do it naturally, and it is certainly better than the star picking building. But his uncle said that the one who picked the Star Tower was different from other places, so he had to come to pick the star tower to eat. He had eaten the braised lion's head made by the imperial chef in the palace. Naturally, he knew that was better. In his opinion, my uncle clearly thought of the palace and found the lion's head as an excuse.

Although Murong Li knew it well, it was not easy to expose Xuanyuan Yu. After all, it was not only his uncle, but also the sage today.