Because Ya Qing Xiao Zhu was too far from Zheng Tang, Cui Ying didn't want to waste her energy going back.

  She chose the kitchen of the nearest assembly hall, and had people go fetch the needed rice, flour, eggs, and various other ingredients.

  The people in the kitchen knew her identity and also knew that this meal was done by her on behalf of General Zhen Guo, so they all cooperated.

  Even an old chef named Huang took the initiative to help her out.

  Choi Yeong naturally couldn't get it, for delicious food, although she had a good grasp of theoretical knowledge, but if she really did it herself, the taste would be fine, but the appearance would be poor.

  She made her first appearance in front of General Zhen Guo, and she had to make a stunning debut.

  Cui Ling made these pastries with great care, not because she was trying to curry favor with Yuan Shidao, who would be her most powerful backer in the future.

  Although she would not deny obtaining the favor of General Quan Guo in order to achieve the goal of suppressing Yuan Wulang, it was also one of the reasons.

  But more because she felt a long-lost fatherly love from her father-in-law.

  She even thought that if she had recognized the door and been reborn into her late mother-in-law's belly at the beginning, growing up in a happy and harmonious family like the Yuan's would have made her a different person now.

  If there is warmth, who would be indifferent?

  Cui Ling was very focused and worked with Old Huang to make the Osmanthus cake, red bean paste pastry, and carrot pastry.

  She thought for a moment, and then instructed Old Huang, "Since there are still surplus rice flour materials, why not trouble Master Huang to make some more according to the method just now? If the steamer here is not enough, it can also be taken to other kitchens to steam."

  These dishes are just enough for family members.

  However, those who usually come up with plans and strategies in the commander's tent are not just members of the Yuan family.

  Since that's the case, why not do a bit more? Although it's impossible to let all 100,000 soldiers have a taste, those deputy generals who normally come and go from the commander's tent can at least have some good fortune.

  Old Huang is a very clever person. He understood as soon as he heard it.

  "He smiled and said, 'It seems that the generals on the front line are blessed!'"

  After finishing speaking, he immediately put the already prepared pastries on the steamer and took advantage of this opportunity to direct other masters to come and help, mixing all the remaining flour.

  In the corner, a small shadow was timidly staring at the fiery kitchen.

  He had been squatting there for a long time, but he didn't dare to move forward, and he didn't even have the courage to make a sound.

  It's Brother Yun.

  Cui Ying had actually seen that little guy a long time ago. His pitiful appearance easily softened her heart.

  Actually, she is not a careful person at all.

  She was almost killed by the Rouran people and could laugh it off, how could she really care about a five-year-old child?

  Although she was angry that her brother misled her at the critical moment, after thinking about it, her brother didn't know that she was stupid to the point of not even recognizing her own husband. How could she blame him?

  As for later, Brother Yu indeed had the opportunity to be alone with her, but at that time they were both exhausted and fell asleep as soon as they touched the bed. Not long after, they encountered that thing...

  Choi Yong's heart kept making excuses for Yu Ge.

  It's really because the little guy who shrunk into the corner had an expression that was so pitiful and nervous that it was cute.

  She felt somewhat embarrassed to continue being angry with him.

  Thinking so, she deliberately coughed and said to the old man, "The general will leave after lunch, everyone hurry up, if there is still someone who can help, please come together."

  As expected, Yu Ge'er heard this and hung his head, taking small steps to move next to Cui Ying.

  He plucked at Aunt Wu's skirt with his chubby little hand, "Aunt Wu, I...I can help too..."

  Choi Yeong deliberately ignored him, but also didn't shake off his chubby little hand.

  She was watching as it was almost lunchtime, but everyone in the kitchen helped her make dim sum.

  After some thought, he asked Old Huang, "Master Huang, if you have time, would you mind running an errand for me? Please ask the Ninth King if he'd be willing to share my kitchen today. If he doesn't mind, I'll make a bit more food at noon and he can join in too?"

  The small kitchen of Ju Ying Tang is usually responsible for the meals of the Ninth King.

  Chui Ying had already heard people talking about this on her way here.

  So she thought that as long as she could solve the problem of Jiǔ Wáng Yé's lunch, she would be able to continue to order people to do her work with a clear conscience.

  But he is a prince, she can't just talk freely, even if it's just pretending, she has to ask someone first.

  Xie Ge saw Cui Ying still ignoring him, his expression was very disheartened.

  But he is a child who knows how to observe and listen, although young in years, his mind is much more mature than that of children of the same age.

  He quietly let go of Cui Ying's skirt, then rolled up his sleeves and went to the edge of the water pool to scoop up water to wash his hands.

  Cleaned up and quietly joined the dough kneading battle team.

  These kitchen workers knew that this young master was the grandson of General Town, the son of General Yuan, and a young man whom their king liked very much, so they naturally indulged him.

  He is very serious about what he does and learns things quickly.

  Before long, the pastry was pinched into shape.

  Old Huang came back soon after, "The general said that he and the great general will have dinner together, please trouble you, madam, to make a bit more."

  "General?" Cui Ling Hu asked doubtfully.

  Old Huang's head smiled and replied, "Our Wang Ye has been here since he arrived. He doesn't let us call him Wang Ye anymore. The whole mansion, from top to bottom, only calls him General!"

  Cui Ying suddenly understood and wasn't surprised anymore. No wonder she had thought that someone was calling General Yuan Wulang when she first heard the title "General".

  Result...

  This was also clearly one of the factors that misled her.

  If the nine kings didn't have a greedy heart, calling others to call him general, just to show off his might and power, learning to face his figure and temperament calmly, letting people call him king, she would definitely find out something was wrong early on.

  Thinking so, her mouth corners involuntarily drooped.

  Now that he had obtained his master's permission, Cui Ying became very straightforward and no longer polite.

  She took a look at the ingredients in the kitchen, which were not only of equal quality but also very fresh.

  In the smoky and dusty city of Xi'an, it's not hard to find ingredients, but finding such high-standard and high-quality ones is quite rare.

  As expected, the lineup of the royal family members is indeed different.

  With so many materials available, Cui Ying can play freely.

  At the moment, there is no one to help her. She doesn't mind that her knife skills are not very refined either, cutting the beef and mutton into slices or strips, categorizing them, pickling them, and then preparing the side dishes.

  Chui Ling took advantage of the gap and from time to time looked in the direction of Yu Ge.

  That little kid sat up straight, his expression very serious, as if he were taking a science exam rather than making dumplings.

  Her face didn't show it, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

  Not long after that. The first batch of pastries came out of the oven. A pungent aroma wafted over, and the kitchen was filled with fragrance.

  Because she had made a lot of it, Cui Ying very generously asked all the chefs in the kitchen to have a taste.

  The masters all nodded in praise, saying the flavor is delicious.

  The younger brother didn't have the nerve to reach out and take it.

  Taking advantage of the fact that many ingredients are still in the pickling process, Cui Ying decided to have a good talk with him. If he could give her a reason, she would definitely put aside past grievances and shake hands with him.

  Then, continue being a pair of loving and affectionate good friends.

  She picked up three dim sum and patted Xi Ge's shoulder lightly, pointing outside before walking out directly.

  Brother seemed extremely surprised, and immediately a look of wild joy appeared on his face.

  He didn't even care about the flour still on his face and hands, and he followed her out in a hurry.

  Choi Yong handed over the plate. "Eat."

  Xiong Ge'er was moved and took it over, his voice almost trembling, "Fifth Aunt, please forgive your nephew?"

  He has always been on good terms with Cui Ying. At home, they read books and play together, and on the road, they take care of each other and cherish each other.

  It was just because of his one careless idea that the deep feelings they had accumulated between them suddenly vanished.

  Choi Yong no longer paid attention to him, looking at him with such a cold gaze that he was terrified.

  He had no peer companions, and Cui Ying was his only friend.

  What if his only friend misunderstood him because of this, kept a distance from him and disliked him?

  Just thinking about it makes him feel unbearable.

  He had approached her several times before, but Fifth Aunt had rejected him each time. He felt extremely disheartened and sad.

  But now, Wu Yiniang actually called him out and even gave him pastries to eat. Does this mean that Wu Yiniang is willing to forgive him?

  Xiao Ge's little heart was beating "boom boom" and he almost cried, "Auntie Wu, from now on I will definitely listen to you, no matter what happens I will tell you, there will be absolutely no more secrets."

  He climbed onto her arm, swaying slightly, "Fifth Aunt, let's make up!"

  Cui Ying's heart had long since softened, but what needed to be said still had to be said.

  She gazed at Xie Ge sternly, "Speak properly, I haven't decided whether to forgive you or not! You're making me dizzy with your nonsense. If my mood turns bad, I might never forgive you."

  Brother hurriedly stopped his actions and looked at her with a flattering face, "I'll listen!"

  Cui Ying sighed and asked, "That day you saw your fifth uncle and the ninth prince, why did you directly rush into the ninth prince's arms and let him hold you? Your fifth uncle is so fond of you, but you ignored him like that. Didn't you feel embarrassed in your heart?"

  Although her words were evasive, she actually just wanted to know why Yu Ge treated Jiu Wangye with such familiarity.

  This is a major point that misled her into recognizing the wrong husband, and it's always been something she couldn't figure out.

  "Brother Wang often comes to our house, and sometimes he plays with me. I like him, and he likes me too, we're like buddies. When I was little, he would play a game of climbing trees with me, every time we met, I liked to climb on his body..."

  Like a monkey climbing a tree, he climbs into the arms of Jiǔ Wáng Yé, this is the unique way that Yuè Gēr and Jiǔ Wáng Yé greet each other.

  As for why Yuan Wulang was ignored...

  "Brother Wu's little face turned slightly red as he said, 'I thought that since Fifth Uncle had Fifth Aunt to hold, he would be happy, but I didn't expect him to be disappointed...' "

  He really thought so in his heart.

  Jiu Wang uncle hugged him, Wu Wu hugged Wu aunt, no one was left out, isn't that good?

  The child's mind is indeed unconventional, Cui Ying listened and wanted to find a block of tofu to knock him to death.

  She took a deep breath, "Then later, you knew I had mistaken the person, why didn't you remind me?"

  ps：

  I recommend a new book by Ye Hua, " Spoiled Girl", which has a very interesting and novel setting that I really like. I highly recommend it to everyone, especially those who are looking for something new to read.

  Synopsis: Who says ancient times don't have helicopter parents? With one dad in hand, the world is mine!