Tang Dynasty: Slacking off in the Imperial Kitchen, exposed by Si Zi

He picked out the best-looking one, put it in a small dish, and handed it to the little rhinoceros.

The little girl held the plate with both hands, first turning the rabbit over to look at its bottom, then turning it back to look at its face.

"So cute... I can't bear to cut off the contract."

I hesitated for two seconds.

It bit off the rabbit's head in one bite.

Su Mu looked at the remaining half of the rabbit's body on the plate.

Well, cuteness only lasts for two seconds.

The little ox chewed on the rabbit's head, its cheeks bulging.

The cake melts in your mouth, the softness of glutinous rice and the chewiness of japonica rice intertwined, it doesn't stick to your teeth, and it falls apart after a couple of bites.

The sweetness of the jujube paste comes first, thick and rich, followed by the soft and powdery texture of the yam and the delicate sweetness of the lotus seeds.

The flavors of Codonopsis pilosula and Atractylodes macrocephala are wrapped in the innermost layer; it's not bitter, only with a slight aftertaste.

Just a tiny bit, slowly rising from the back of the tongue, colliding with the sweetness of the jujube paste, adding an indescribable thickness to the sweetness.

The little ox slowed down its chewing.

Her mouth was closed, her cheeks puffed out, her eyebrows first raised, then slowly relaxed, and finally her whole face expression became that—

The silly grin that kids have when they eat something delicious!

I swallowed it.

Then he grabbed the remaining half of the rabbit's body from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth in two bites.

"Honey!!"

She pushed the plate in front of Su Mu.

"One more duck, please!!"

Su Mu used bamboo clips to clip another one in and put it in.

This time, the little ox didn't look at the face first and then the butt; it bit down directly.

It was finished in three bites.

Push the plate.

"Come on, duck!"

Su Mu held down the plate.

"Two a day, more than that and your spleen and stomach can't digest it."

"But the girl still wants to be adopted!"

"There will be more tomorrow, and the day after. You'll have to eat this cake for a month straight, what's the rush?"

Little Si pouted, but withdrew his hand from the plate.

She licked her lips, rubbing the remaining crumbs of cake from the corners of her mouth inside.

"Brother, you think you can defeat the big tiger after only one month of training?"

"Defeat, defeat! All the tigers in the Tang Dynasty are afraid of you."

Little Sizi nodded in satisfaction, jumped off the low stool, and ran into the yard.

He ran a couple of steps and then ran back, peering over the kitchen door frame.

"Brother!"

"what."

"Can I have some of these bunny-shaped cakes for my mother too? She needs to get chubby too!"

Su Mu glanced at the steamer and saw that there were still nine rabbits sitting quietly.

"I'll make your mother's cakes separately; the recipe is different. Yours is yours to worry about."

Little Sizi said "Oh" and ran off again.

This time she really ran far away. The sounds of her chasing the speckled chickens could be heard in the yard. The chickens clucked, and she giggled.

Su Mu leaned against the stove, picked up a piece of Eight Treasure Cake, and took a bite.

I chewed it twice.

The taste is fine.

The ratio of Codonopsis pilosula and Atractylodes macrocephala is just right. It doesn't taste medicinal when you first drink it, but it takes effect slowly once it gets into your stomach.

If you eat this for a month, you can strengthen your spleen and stomach, and once the source of qi and blood production is unblocked, your immunity will naturally follow.

He turned off the premature death notification on the system panel.

In this life, with me here, this ending will not happen.

The crowing of chickens in the yard grew louder and louder, as the little ox chased after them with great joy.

Su Mu packed the remaining Eight Treasures Cake into a clean bamboo box and put the lid on.

The egg was still on the stone table. The sunlight moved, and the egg rolled half an inch and got stuck on the edge of the bowl.

Su Mu walked over, picked up the eggs, and put them in his pocket.

I'll stir-fry it for her tomorrow morning.

Serve with a small rabbit-shaped cake and half a bowl of millet porridge.

Feed them day by day, raise them day by day.

Footsteps could be heard at the gate of the courtyard.

Wang Dequan leaned half his head in, holding onto the door frame.

"Mr. Su, Her Majesty the Empress is awake. He asked when you will have the dietary supplement list ready?"

Su Mu took the eggs out of his pocket, looked at them, and then put them back.

"Deliver it before dinner."

"Okay!"

Wang Dequan shrank back.

Su Mu looked up at the sky.

As the sun began to set, the light in the passageway shifted from golden yellow to orange-red.

He moved a stool and sat at the kitchen doorway, tore off a crumpled piece of paper, and started writing a list of dietary supplements with charcoal sticks.

After writing two lines, the courtyard fell silent.

The rooster stopped crowing, and the people stopped laughing.

Su Mu looked up.

Little Sizi, holding the speckled hen she had been chasing for half the day, squatted by the henhouse.

She held the chicken in her arms, its wings tucked inside, its claws kicking at the air.

The little girl's head was resting on the chicken's back, her eyes closed.

She fell asleep again.

I ran out of energy in less than fifteen minutes.

Su Mu put down the charcoal sticks, went over and pulled the chicken out of her arms.

After breaking free, the speckled pheasant flapped its wings and ran away without looking back.

He picked up the little girl.

It's so light it feels like carrying a blanket on your arm.

His head was nestled in his shoulder, his mouth slightly open, the corners of his lips still tinged with the sweet taste of jujube paste, his breathing shallow, his chest rising and falling.

Su Mu carried her to the rocking chair and covered her stomach with a thin shirt.

Then he returned to the kitchen doorway and continued writing the orders.

The charcoal sticks made a rustling sound on the paper.

The rocking chair creaked and swayed, and the waterwheel in the yard was still turning.

The list of dietary supplements on the paper kept getting longer and longer, so he added a line at the bottom—

Princess Jinyang: Take two pieces of the Eight Treasures Cake for strengthening the spleen, for thirty consecutive days. Avoid raw, cold, greasy, and excessive sweet foods.

I stopped writing and crossed out the rule against excessive sweets.

Write down that there can only be two kinds of desserts.

If that girl isn't allowed to eat anything sweet, she'll throw a huge tantrum!

Su Mu blew the charcoal ash off the paper, folded it neatly, and put it in his pocket.

The little girl in the rocking chair rolled over, her thin shirt slipped down, and she shrank her neck, muttering something under her breath.

"Brother... Xizi is going to fight the tiger duck..."

Su Mu went over and covered himself with the thin shirt again.

"Hit them, hit them all."

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Just after dawn, a fire was lit in the kitchen.