The epidemic in Beijing started from the end of the year until the end of the new year and the late spring of the new year, the weather warmed up and then it was basically calmed down.
That day, all the embroidery girls returned to the embroidery workshop to work. After several months, they met again after a long separation. They were extremely friendly. People who had never met before were all harmonious when they met.
Before the start of construction, everyone chatted in the embroidery room and had a goodbye experience, but couldn't stop talking
An embroiderer came late and pushed the door in. The embroiderer in the room greeted her and answered her. She caught Yuan Wanran and then raised her voice.
Miss Han Zhao, are you happy?
The embroidered woman had a loud voice. With this sound, the master and servant Zhao Jue, who was walking behind her, was about to pass through the corridor outside the embroidery room, and heard her surprised questions clearly.
Zhao Jue quickly stepped back and looked inside through the crack of the door of the embroidery room, which was not closed in prison, and saw Yuan Wanran among the embroidery girls.
When he visited Yuan Wanran's house, he never came to the door again. Even if the Taixi embroidery painting was completed, he asked the embroidery workshop to come forward to receive the goods and submit them to him.
After a few days, he had not seen each other, just like other embroiderers, he could see at first glance that Yuan Wanran's face was a little rounder than before.
Could it be that she is really pregnant?
Zhao Jue looked at Yuan Wanran's blushing face in the embroidery room, his hands in his sleeves clenched into fists, and her happy appearance at home appeared in her mind. Her lungs were instantly burned, and at the same time, a wisp of coldness was like a poisonous snake's tongue spitting out of her mind, hissing from Wu's inner body
In the embroidery room, Yuan Wanran was amused and crying. She had explained the same misunderstanding to her companions several times today.
I'm just fat, she blushed and smiled dryly
To be precise, fat people
A while ago, she lost weight for Han Yi's exile, and then Han Yi was injured. Zhao Ye felt it was very necessary to replenish the two of them, and various supplements and medicinal foods were taking turns.
Later, the epidemic spread and everyone tried to stay in simplicity. Zhao Ye had less social interactions, and the Thai photos that needed to be drawn face to face with the client were temporarily stopped.
He completed the general commission for calligraphy and painting, and spent the rest of his spare time studying the color of the dishes.
He usually makes wontons, but he still has to make roast duck and winter bamboo shoots, chicken, shrimp, pork, spinach, pork, shepherd's purse, winter bamboo shoots, etc., so he can choose from different flavors. Now he pays attention to the dishes. The dining table at home has three meals a day and midnight snacks. The wonderful things are just about to bloom.
Ordinary ingredients, such as cabbage, are made into boiled cabbage; for example, tofu, are made into Wensi tofu
Not to mention the food that takes time, such as peony fish fillets, thin fish meat, fry them, and then arrange them into peony flower shapes; for example, pagoda meat, color the pork with red cherry, cut it into continuous meat slices with one knife, marinate it with several sauces, pile it up like pagoda, steam it for a long time, and be rich and rich; for example, osmanthus thorn, cut the thin tenderloin and fat meat, marinate it to taste, roll the two phases up and roll it up with salted egg yolks to make a meat roll, wrap it with duck intestines outside, pour it into a sauce and grill it...
After the authentic dishes, there are soup, desserts and fruit trays
Both soups are suitable for light and desserts, and the dessert is salty and sweet. The fruit plate is not only filled with fruits, but also carved. An ordinary apple is transformed into a swan or a rose after Zhao Ye's hand.
I don't know if it should be added to the cake or to make it worse. Han Yi was bored at home and needed to use a charcoal basin to keep warm in winter, so he simply roasted the meat.
He was better at roasting than Zhao Ye, and then used exclusive Western Region spices. The plump meat slices combined with the fragrance of the spices, and the smell was strong. Just smelling them made people's index fingers move
When I was eating it, I felt the scalp on my skin was crispy when I bite it, and then the tender flesh was wrapped in spices. The gravy and fat spread in the mouth of the teeth, and it was fat but not greasy, which made people unable to help but sip one by one.
For the first time, Han Yi barbecue, Mo Bao nestled on a blanket near the brazier, rolled up a small quilt and snored
When the meat slices on the brazier were squeaking, the aroma of the meat was revealed, and it immediately woke up. It was extremely energetic, and it was sniffed and smelled and found food.
Han Yiyi prepared barbecue without seasoning for Mobao early, and Mobao was very beautiful
From then on, as long as the house takes out the barbecue utensils, Mo Bao's eyes shine, and he runs to Han Yi to clean up his ears and hooves. When Han Yi takes the hand to roast the barbecue kebab, it straightens its back and sits down, looking awe-inspiring.
The family faces various delicious dishes with various colors, fragrances, and tastes every day, and eats too much without realizing it
Zhao Ye, the initiator, made a chain every day and did not gain much weight; Han Yi was recovering from his injuries and could not move too much, and he gained a little weight. When he returned to the camp and resumed his post, he soon lost his body and strengthened his body.
Yuan Wanran has been working hard to embroider paintings, and has been sitting for a long time and rarely moving, so she has rounded her face with Mobao.
One day, Yuan Wanran was concerned about her gaining flesh. When talking about this with Han Yi and Zhao Ye, both husbands smiled.
It's so good. Han Yi said, just two short words expressed his thoughts on Yuan Wanran's gaining weight, and he was full of appreciation and joy on any level that he thought of or unexpected.
Yuan Wanran tasted the meaning of Han Yi's words: He felt that he was good no matter what he was, and couldn't help but smile sweetly
Then she thought she was a little hesitant again, she was fat and looked dull...
Zhao Ye corrected that it was called "spicy and pretty" and said again: Our Wanwan is so beautiful that she looks good when she is thin, and another looks good when she is fat.
Han Yi said again: Awan is good like this. If you lose weight one day, you won’t be too thin.
Because of the praise and approval of the husbands, Yuan Wanran felt that her weight gain was indeed as good as they said, and so wonderful.
However, big fish and big meat are not healthy enough. She began to control her food and drink. Her two husbands realized her thoughts. Zhao Ye chose light sugar and made with more light sugar. Han Yi changed to roast sweet potatoes and potatoes.
Who knew that a while ago, the embroidery workshop sent news that the epidemic situation improved and the embroidery workshop was about to resume work.
The fat comes like a mountain falling, and the fat goes like a thread. Yuan Wanran can't lose much weight for a while. Today, when she goes back to the embroidery workshop, she repeatedly misunderstood her pregnancy.
In the embroidery room, the embroidery girls joked with Yuan Wanran for a while, and an embroidery girl said: I thought that after Han Zhao embroidery paintings, she would not go back to the embroidery workshop. Both of your husbands love you very much. Your high-ranking official is promoted, so naturally I am more happy to stay at home and enjoy the happiness of the whole family.
Yuan Wanran said: They asked me to work as I like, or stay at home.
The embroidery girl who is close to Yuan Wanran said: But you are loving, sooner or later, the embroidery girl will become a mother. She often stays at home to take on embroidery work and no longer works in the embroidery workshop. In this way, we will not be able to meet each other often in the future.
The embroiderer in the embroidery room was chatting lively. Zhao Jue on the veranda had a cold face and turned around and walked out. Zhao Zhong knew that his master was not going to go into the accounting room to inspect, so he drove him away.
On the road, the master and servant were silent, and there were only sounds of pedestrians, cars and horses walking on the road.
Suddenly, something metal was hit on their mule cart seats, and a ball of hot dust was raised. Then it fell down the road, and the mule cart was thrown to the back.
Zhao Zhong's hair was straight up and his muscles were tense. He thought he was ambushed and plotted against him. He opened his eyes and looked around. He raised his hand to prepare to find the suspicious person and other traces, so he fired a sleeve arrow to attack him.
However, the carriages and horses were running as usual on the road, and from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the charcoal fire and ash and scattered pieces of charcoal on his seat, and smelled the smell of the fragrant cakes that Zhao Jue used in the charcoal fire of the ashes.
Zhao Zhong suddenly realized that it was not their master and servant who encountered an ambush, but Zhao Jue smashed his hand stove from the carriage.
He turned to the carriage, and a simple blue cloth curtain blocked the driver's seat and the carriage, covering the inside of the carriage. He could only stare at the curtain
Since he served Zhao Jue, he has never seen him get angry.
This master was stubborn and strong. Even though he was extremely uncomfortable, he couldn't help but look embarrassed in front of others, he still tried his best to maintain his dignity and treat others calmly...
In the dark carriage, Zhao Jue's beautiful face as white as jade was tense, his lips were pursed into a thread, his eyes flashed with fire, his lips moved, his face stretched out, and he smiled sinisterly
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That day, all the embroidery girls returned to the embroidery workshop to work. After several months, they met again after a long separation. They were extremely friendly. People who had never met before were all harmonious when they met.
Before the start of construction, everyone chatted in the embroidery room and had a goodbye experience, but couldn't stop talking
An embroiderer came late and pushed the door in. The embroiderer in the room greeted her and answered her. She caught Yuan Wanran and then raised her voice.
Miss Han Zhao, are you happy?
The embroidered woman had a loud voice. With this sound, the master and servant Zhao Jue, who was walking behind her, was about to pass through the corridor outside the embroidery room, and heard her surprised questions clearly.
Zhao Jue quickly stepped back and looked inside through the crack of the door of the embroidery room, which was not closed in prison, and saw Yuan Wanran among the embroidery girls.
When he visited Yuan Wanran's house, he never came to the door again. Even if the Taixi embroidery painting was completed, he asked the embroidery workshop to come forward to receive the goods and submit them to him.
After a few days, he had not seen each other, just like other embroiderers, he could see at first glance that Yuan Wanran's face was a little rounder than before.
Could it be that she is really pregnant?
Zhao Jue looked at Yuan Wanran's blushing face in the embroidery room, his hands in his sleeves clenched into fists, and her happy appearance at home appeared in her mind. Her lungs were instantly burned, and at the same time, a wisp of coldness was like a poisonous snake's tongue spitting out of her mind, hissing from Wu's inner body
In the embroidery room, Yuan Wanran was amused and crying. She had explained the same misunderstanding to her companions several times today.
I'm just fat, she blushed and smiled dryly
To be precise, fat people
A while ago, she lost weight for Han Yi's exile, and then Han Yi was injured. Zhao Ye felt it was very necessary to replenish the two of them, and various supplements and medicinal foods were taking turns.
Later, the epidemic spread and everyone tried to stay in simplicity. Zhao Ye had less social interactions, and the Thai photos that needed to be drawn face to face with the client were temporarily stopped.
He completed the general commission for calligraphy and painting, and spent the rest of his spare time studying the color of the dishes.
He usually makes wontons, but he still has to make roast duck and winter bamboo shoots, chicken, shrimp, pork, spinach, pork, shepherd's purse, winter bamboo shoots, etc., so he can choose from different flavors. Now he pays attention to the dishes. The dining table at home has three meals a day and midnight snacks. The wonderful things are just about to bloom.
Ordinary ingredients, such as cabbage, are made into boiled cabbage; for example, tofu, are made into Wensi tofu
Not to mention the food that takes time, such as peony fish fillets, thin fish meat, fry them, and then arrange them into peony flower shapes; for example, pagoda meat, color the pork with red cherry, cut it into continuous meat slices with one knife, marinate it with several sauces, pile it up like pagoda, steam it for a long time, and be rich and rich; for example, osmanthus thorn, cut the thin tenderloin and fat meat, marinate it to taste, roll the two phases up and roll it up with salted egg yolks to make a meat roll, wrap it with duck intestines outside, pour it into a sauce and grill it...
After the authentic dishes, there are soup, desserts and fruit trays
Both soups are suitable for light and desserts, and the dessert is salty and sweet. The fruit plate is not only filled with fruits, but also carved. An ordinary apple is transformed into a swan or a rose after Zhao Ye's hand.
I don't know if it should be added to the cake or to make it worse. Han Yi was bored at home and needed to use a charcoal basin to keep warm in winter, so he simply roasted the meat.
He was better at roasting than Zhao Ye, and then used exclusive Western Region spices. The plump meat slices combined with the fragrance of the spices, and the smell was strong. Just smelling them made people's index fingers move
When I was eating it, I felt the scalp on my skin was crispy when I bite it, and then the tender flesh was wrapped in spices. The gravy and fat spread in the mouth of the teeth, and it was fat but not greasy, which made people unable to help but sip one by one.
For the first time, Han Yi barbecue, Mo Bao nestled on a blanket near the brazier, rolled up a small quilt and snored
When the meat slices on the brazier were squeaking, the aroma of the meat was revealed, and it immediately woke up. It was extremely energetic, and it was sniffed and smelled and found food.
Han Yiyi prepared barbecue without seasoning for Mobao early, and Mobao was very beautiful
From then on, as long as the house takes out the barbecue utensils, Mo Bao's eyes shine, and he runs to Han Yi to clean up his ears and hooves. When Han Yi takes the hand to roast the barbecue kebab, it straightens its back and sits down, looking awe-inspiring.
The family faces various delicious dishes with various colors, fragrances, and tastes every day, and eats too much without realizing it
Zhao Ye, the initiator, made a chain every day and did not gain much weight; Han Yi was recovering from his injuries and could not move too much, and he gained a little weight. When he returned to the camp and resumed his post, he soon lost his body and strengthened his body.
Yuan Wanran has been working hard to embroider paintings, and has been sitting for a long time and rarely moving, so she has rounded her face with Mobao.
One day, Yuan Wanran was concerned about her gaining flesh. When talking about this with Han Yi and Zhao Ye, both husbands smiled.
It's so good. Han Yi said, just two short words expressed his thoughts on Yuan Wanran's gaining weight, and he was full of appreciation and joy on any level that he thought of or unexpected.
Yuan Wanran tasted the meaning of Han Yi's words: He felt that he was good no matter what he was, and couldn't help but smile sweetly
Then she thought she was a little hesitant again, she was fat and looked dull...
Zhao Ye corrected that it was called "spicy and pretty" and said again: Our Wanwan is so beautiful that she looks good when she is thin, and another looks good when she is fat.
Han Yi said again: Awan is good like this. If you lose weight one day, you won’t be too thin.
Because of the praise and approval of the husbands, Yuan Wanran felt that her weight gain was indeed as good as they said, and so wonderful.
However, big fish and big meat are not healthy enough. She began to control her food and drink. Her two husbands realized her thoughts. Zhao Ye chose light sugar and made with more light sugar. Han Yi changed to roast sweet potatoes and potatoes.
Who knew that a while ago, the embroidery workshop sent news that the epidemic situation improved and the embroidery workshop was about to resume work.
The fat comes like a mountain falling, and the fat goes like a thread. Yuan Wanran can't lose much weight for a while. Today, when she goes back to the embroidery workshop, she repeatedly misunderstood her pregnancy.
In the embroidery room, the embroidery girls joked with Yuan Wanran for a while, and an embroidery girl said: I thought that after Han Zhao embroidery paintings, she would not go back to the embroidery workshop. Both of your husbands love you very much. Your high-ranking official is promoted, so naturally I am more happy to stay at home and enjoy the happiness of the whole family.
Yuan Wanran said: They asked me to work as I like, or stay at home.
The embroidery girl who is close to Yuan Wanran said: But you are loving, sooner or later, the embroidery girl will become a mother. She often stays at home to take on embroidery work and no longer works in the embroidery workshop. In this way, we will not be able to meet each other often in the future.
The embroiderer in the embroidery room was chatting lively. Zhao Jue on the veranda had a cold face and turned around and walked out. Zhao Zhong knew that his master was not going to go into the accounting room to inspect, so he drove him away.
On the road, the master and servant were silent, and there were only sounds of pedestrians, cars and horses walking on the road.
Suddenly, something metal was hit on their mule cart seats, and a ball of hot dust was raised. Then it fell down the road, and the mule cart was thrown to the back.
Zhao Zhong's hair was straight up and his muscles were tense. He thought he was ambushed and plotted against him. He opened his eyes and looked around. He raised his hand to prepare to find the suspicious person and other traces, so he fired a sleeve arrow to attack him.
However, the carriages and horses were running as usual on the road, and from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the charcoal fire and ash and scattered pieces of charcoal on his seat, and smelled the smell of the fragrant cakes that Zhao Jue used in the charcoal fire of the ashes.
Zhao Zhong suddenly realized that it was not their master and servant who encountered an ambush, but Zhao Jue smashed his hand stove from the carriage.
He turned to the carriage, and a simple blue cloth curtain blocked the driver's seat and the carriage, covering the inside of the carriage. He could only stare at the curtain
Since he served Zhao Jue, he has never seen him get angry.
This master was stubborn and strong. Even though he was extremely uncomfortable, he couldn't help but look embarrassed in front of others, he still tried his best to maintain his dignity and treat others calmly...
In the dark carriage, Zhao Jue's beautiful face as white as jade was tense, his lips were pursed into a thread, his eyes flashed with fire, his lips moved, his face stretched out, and he smiled sinisterly
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