My Fantastic Chef Wife - Chapter 417

“Treasure the person in front of you, and there is no contradiction with missing your hometown.” Li Yujin finished and asked again: “How did you come to the Daqi Palace? Was it also caught? Or…”

“I…” Ye Xiaoxian was about to speak. At this time, a voice from someone nearby was heard.

She dared not speak immediately.

Li Yujin is naturally not good at talking about these topics. He said to Ye Xiaoxian: “Thank you for the mooncakes, and hope to have a chance to meet next time.”

“Well, I hope.” Ye Xiaoxian finished, and gave him the other two moon cakes on the plate: “These are you holding, I am the cook, I can do whatever I want at any time, without worrying about not having to eat.”

“Thank you.” Li Yujin came out of the garden after he finished speaking.

Ye Xiaoxian heard someone talking outside: “Jun Ma Ye, you are here, just now we have been looking for you.”

“Come out and relax, nothing.”

“The lord is waiting for you to toast the queen mother.”

“Here comes.” Li Yu said sincerely.

After a while, there was no sound outside.

…

One month after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Beiqing turned cold.

As soon as early winter arrived, the first snow fell on the capital, although it was a little snow, but it was also frighteningly cold.

Ye Xiaoxian is glad that she is in the palace now, although the row of rooms she lives in is not as warm as the queen mother and the little emperor’s palace, but it is not particularly cold. Besides, she spends most of the day either in the kitchen or in the little emperor’s palace, so This day is quite comfortable.

The little emperor likes to listen to her stories more and more, and even once thought about it, she called Ye Xiaoxian to tell the story. Later, she was trained by the queen mother, saying that she could not control herself, being a person, especially an emperor To be able to hold yourself, you need to know how to put time on the most important things.

Ye Xiaoxian is also glad that the Empress dominates the little emperor, otherwise she will not have so much energy to tell the little emperor.

…

The sleet in the upper city of Beijing floated for several days, and there were fewer pedestrians on the road.

However, there is a figure of Wei An who has been wandering on the streets of Beijing for the past few days.

He was tall and simple, and wore a hat with a hole, like a coolie.

He walked very slowly, looking left and right while walking, as if looking for someone, and as if he had just been out of town and had never seen the world.

When passing by a mutton noodle restaurant, it happened that the guy inside came out to pour **** water, and the guy almost splashed the water at his feet.

The guy looked up, saw that this guy was so tall, and lowered his head, thinking that he was a ruthless character, he quickly apologized.

But Lai Ren didn’t put this little thing in his eyes, he just thought it didn’t happen.

The man thought, hum, what’s the use of being tall, not a good bully.

So he scolded: “Where did the earth steamed buns walk without long eyes? Didn’t see me come out and pour **** water?”

Xiao Baoshan still ignored him and continued to move forward.

The buddy yelled behind, and said again: “Tu Baozi, don’t let me see you again.”

…

Xiao Baoshan arrived in Beiqing half a month ago.

He left Mobei city, became Beiqing people, and got a customs clearance.

After many days, he finally came to the capital.

No one knows his true identity along the way, so he will find Ye Xiaoxian in the city with confidence.

However, nothing was found.

He didn’t dare to post Ye Xiaoxian’s portrait blatantly, and he didn’t dare to ask people, otherwise it would be exposed, and he could only find them one by one.

On the cold streets, with rain and snow flying, Xiao Baoshan walked on the muddy street, calling the name in his heart over and over again.

He also thought of the sentence that Jing Feng shouted before his death: “She is dead…”

Xiao Baoshan did not believe it unless he saw her body.

He always feels that she must be in Beiqing, maybe being locked in a corner is being tortured. When he thinks of this, he feels like a knife.

So he came to Beiqing decisively.

See people when you live, and corpses when you die.

Xiao Baoshan walked to the street corner, where someone was selling roasted sweet potatoes, and the fragrance came out. Xiao Baoshan swallowed his saliva, and he had not eaten for a day.

He walked towards the sweet potato stall, and at this moment, another person pretended to insert himself in front of him, and said, “Give me one, hurry up, cold death, hurry up!”

Xiao Baoshan has patience, so he is not in a hurry, so he waits aside.

The stall owner picked a roasted sweet potato out, wrapped it in leaves, and handed it to the man in front of him.

The man said critically, “How come your sweet potatoes are getting smaller and smaller? I remember yesterday’s size is quite big?”

“The big one is sold out, isn’t it the turn of the small one?” said the stall master.

“If you are big, you sell three pennies, and if you are small, you still sell three penny, is this appropriate?” the man in front asked again.

The stall owner was impatient: “It didn’t snow a few days ago, now it’s snowing, and the charcoal fire is burning too much. What’s wrong with me selling three dollars? If you don’t want to eat roasted sweet potatoes, go to Yingfeng Restaurant to eat roasted whole sheep. “

Seeing that the stall owner was so fierce, the man didn’t care about him because of the cold weather, and took the sweet potato and left.

Xiao Baoshan walked up at this time.

“Is it one of the three-money money? Take three for me.” Xiao Baoshan said.

The stall owner glanced at Xiao Baoshan and said, “Finally, there is a refreshing one. Wait a minute. I will pick you a few big ones.”

“Thank you.”

After paying the money and getting the sweet potato again, Xiao Baoshan peeled it and ate it.

This sweet potato is generally roasted and delicious without leaves.

But now it’s in Beiqing and it’s a cold day. He can already be satisfied with something hot in his stomach.

When he thought of the roasted whole sheep that the stall owner had just said, he thought of the roasted whole sheep that was roasted by the leaves when he was in the Tianshan tribe, so he asked the stall owner: “Stall owner, you just said Which restaurant is the roast whole sheep?”

The stall owner gave Xiao Baoshan a puzzled look, then smiled and said: “You don’t want to eat roasted whole sheep too? Do you know how much a roasted lamb can buy? Dozens of sweet potatoes.”

Xiao Baoshan said: “Just ask casually.”

Anyway, there was no one else here to buy sweet potatoes. The stall owner told Xiao Baoshan simply: “That’s the roasted whole lamb from Yingfeng Restaurant. Some time ago they came to a cook in the restaurant. It’s awesome. People who go to Beijing to line up for the roast lamb are waiting in line at the door to buy it. It’s like not having money. When can my roasted sweet potatoes reach that level?”

“Female cook?” Xiao Baoshan was startled.

“Anyway I heard it, I don’t know if it was, but now the female cook is gone, and no one knows where she went. After she left, the roasted whole lamb there was not as tasty as before. There are fewer people, but they are always delicious.”

“Which direction is Yingfeng Restaurant?” Xiao Baoshan asked.

The stall owner pointed not far away: “Go east, turn north again, and approach the direction of the palace.”

Xiao Baoshan suddenly put the two roasted sweet potatoes that he didn’t eat back on the stall of the stall owner, and hurriedly left.

“Hey, your baked sweet potato!” the stall owner shouted.

Xiao Bao Shantou did not go back and said: “It’s your baked sweet potato.”

The tall figure soon disappeared on the street corner.