The Little Cook of Shuntian Mansion

Column "It's all the princess's fault" Please give me advance notice [The naive and ignorant Sichuan cook VS the sinister and arrogant Shuntian Fu Yin] Barley from Tang'an, leeks from Xinjin, roasted turtle from Pengshan, and steamed chicken from Chengdu. Yin Tiantian, who grew up in Shu, became a famous chef. In order to find her sister who disappeared for no reason, she picked up her precious kitchen knife and went to Beijing to make a career in the world. She was straightforward and naive, only recognizing green onion and garlic but not romance, until she met Ruan Pingchao, a Yin from Shuntian Prefecture who was born in the south of the Yangtze River. Others said that the young master was as good as jade and should be matched with a peerless lady. So, she washed her hands that were cooking mutton, and started painting her eyebrows. Her lips, which she used to taste, were also dotted with lipstick, making her look unparalleled. The east wind was blowing, and the fragrant mist was in the air. Ruan Pingchao was fascinated by a pair of beautiful eyes: You know, Ruan never liked famous women. **** Column preview "It's all the princess's fault" [Palace, women chasing men, atypical crematorium] All the people of the Song Dynasty knew that there lived a third princess, Song Yunshao, in the imperial city. She was unruly, domineering, dandy and unreasonable. Coincidentally, she was deeply favored by the emperor, and he always gave him what he asked for, and there was nothing she couldn't get. She wanted the most popular spice in Persia, so the emperor asked the general stationed on the border to deliver it to her immediately. She wanted to eat the longan produced in Qiongtai, and the prince who was fending off the enemy quickly asked someone to pick the freshest ones, put them in an ice box, and sent them all the way to her bed. What's more, there are folk rumors that the three princesses are not old enough to have hairpins, but they have already raised their hair in the palace. The handsome palace servants of Si Lefang, the handsome young men of the Duke's Palace, and the heroic hostages of the small border countries, as long as they fall under her eyes, no one can escape. This time, she was interested in Yan Shi'an, the new top scholar. Everyone sighed silently: This champion is going to die! But Yan Shi'an was aloof and aloof, and refused to obey even to the point of death. The emperor granted him a marriage, and the courtiers threatened and induced him, but he refused to compromise. Seeing that there was no longer any place to stand in the court, Yan Shi'an had to invite himself to perform his duties in a bitter and cold place. Before leaving, Yun Shao came to see him off. Yan Shi'an's face was as frosty as he said goodbye in a cold voice: "I have promised a country. It will be difficult for me to promise a family." Yun Shao was dressed in red, with peaches and plums, and a smile that captivated the country: "The country is Yun Shao's home. Lord Yan voluntarily betrothed the country, does that mean he has given it to me?" ** A few years later, there was a riot in the Song Dynasty, and Yun Shao fell from the altar overnight. No matter how difficult it was for her father and brother to protect her, and the country was in ruins, she was forced to go out and get married. On the way to get married, everything was desolate. Yan Shi'an, the number one scholar who had always been cold-faced and cold-hearted, descended from the sky and killed Dong Hu and his envoys. He lifted the sedan curtain and met a pair of cold eyes: "Princess, I'm here to take you home." Yun Shao pursed his lips and smiled lightly, with no trace of emotion in his eyes: "It was Master Yan who taught me back then that if the country does not exist, how can there be a home?" Purpose: Make enough food and clothing by yourself