The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Five years ago, there was a plague of locusts in the south, which happened to affect the four counties. Locusts crossed the border, rice fields were destroyed, people had no harvest, and many people starved to death.

Further pushing forward two years, the four counties still had plague and died many people. Later, too many hospitals and doctors from all over the country worked hard to develop a prescription to cure the plague.

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Luo QingHan frowned at the dense records in front of him.

It seems that every few years, the four counties will suffer a disaster.

Due to a period of the time between them and occasional natural and man-made disasters in other places, no one takes these things to heart and thinks they are just ordinary natural disasters.

But after Xiao Liangdi's suggestion, Luo QingHan vaguely felt that the four counties might have a real Feng Shui problem.

He had never believed in these things before, but Xiao Liangdi repeatedly hit him in the face with reality, which made him have to admit that there are some things in the world that cannot be explained clearly by common sense.

Luo QingHan closed the file and had a decision in his heart.

When he walked out of Mingguang palace, it was already dark.

At this time, father-in-law Chang came forward to salute and said respectfully.

"Your Highness, doctor Duan has returned from the general's house. He said that the general's wife and the five young ladies of the general's family are all right. Next, they only need to rest for a period of time to recover."

Luo QingHan said faintly, "well."

Duke Chang said again, "general Zhongwu asked the slave to convey his gratitude to you. He said that the general's house owes you two lives. If you can use his place in the future, as long as you say a word, even if he goes up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire."

"Did their family ever ask about Xiao Liangdi?"

Grandpa Chang shook his head: "I haven't mentioned it."

Luo QingHan didn't say anything more. He raised his feet to the direction of Qingge hall. Duke Chang and a group of palace maids and eunuchs hurried to follow.

Xiao Xi rolled up her sleeves and cooked rice in person as agreed.

Rice is the leftover from lunch. This kind of rice is better to eat when fried. Eggs are eggs laid by hens in the backyard. Pure native eggs. The egg yolk is particularly yellow and bright.

She knew that the prince's taste was light, and the egg fried rice she gave him was deliberately not spicy.

In addition to egg fried rice, she also photographed a cucumber, fried a small green vegetable and cooked a pot of white gourd soup.

Her cooking skills are limited, so she can only make so few simple dishes.

Baoqin helped to play next to her.

She carefully reminded: "isn't it not good to give the prince such a vegetarian dish? At least you have to get two meat dishes?"

Xiao Xi spread his hand: "but I can't do it."

Baoqin volunteered: "slaves and maidservants can."

Without hesitation, Xiao Xixi abdicated to give way to Xian and handed over the position of chef to her.

Baoqin quickly cooked three famous hard dishes.

All the dishes were served one by one.

Luo QingHan first tasted egg fried rice and found that it was just rice fried with eggs. There was nothing special.

He tasted cucumber and fried vegetables again, and the taste was OK.

He finished the egg fried rice in the bowl without expression. He also ate a lot of fried vegetables and cucumber. Finally, he didn't forget to drink another bowl of white gourd soup.

As for the three meat dishes, he hardly moved his chopsticks.

Finally, all the meat and vegetables went into Xiao Xi's stomach.

She was satisfied with her food and felt her stomach: "the craft of Baoqin is really great!"

Luo QingHan thought that if he was tired of delicacies in the future, it would be nice to have such a home-made dish occasionally.