An Qien got up at dawn and took three maids with lanterns to the porridge shed to make porridge for everyone.
When she arrived, Zhao Yan was already busy with an apron tied around his waist. His tall figure made him stand out in the crowd.
Generally speaking, the young master from a wealthy family only contributes money. It is rare to see someone like him who contributes both money and effort.
Seeing An Qien coming, he greeted her with a gentle smile: "Ms. An is here."
An Qi'en smiled slightly: "Master Zhao came so early."
"I've just arrived. I'll be busy with business later, so I can help you now."
Zhao Yan doesn't have the style of a young master at all, he is approachable and comfortable to get along with.
An Qien also put on an apron and started working. Looking at the long queue of orphaned children waiting to eat porridge, her movements became more agile.
Although she was raised in a pampered manner, she was very efficient at work and had no trace of a spoiled lady at all.
Pick up a large piece of good lean meat and put it on a clean cutting board, then use the knife to chop the meat filling.
Zhao Yan saw that the little one was working very forcefully, and his eyes couldn't help but soften, and the emotion in his heart grew more and more.
Isn't this how he longs for his wife in his heart? Gentle and powerful without being squeamish.
Zhao Yan was peeling onions in his hand and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.
Everyone present was busy with their own business. The ten large pots were filled with rice and water, and the green green and white Lu Minghua were all washing green onions and making ginger and then cutting it into foam.
There were no less than ten people mincing the meat, and with the strength of many people, the work could be done quickly.
An Qien ordered people to wash the ribs, put small and large ribs in each pot, and then boiled them with rice.
There was a fire under the pot, and the fire was very strong. After a while, the strong aroma of the bone soup came out. An Qi'en asked the servant who was setting the fire to turn down the heat and let it simmer for a while. When it was almost boiling, she put the minced meat in, and then put it in. Add chopped green onion and minced ginger to remove any smell and then add seasonings.
The aroma of the porridge in the pot wafted out, and everyone in the queue was drooling from the smell. They were all eager to try this lean pork ribs porridge.
An Qien stirred the bottom of the pot one by one with a large spoon, and the steaming steam of rice fragrant enveloped her whole body. She was like a fairy in the mist.
A little boy's eyes widened when he saw it, and he couldn't help but praise: "Madam is so beautiful, like a little fairy."
An Qi'en couldn't help being amused by the little boy, and the people behind him started to praise him, saying he was a kind-hearted person, a rare good person in the world, etc.
An Qi'en pursed her lips and smiled, and said to everyone: "Then you should show some respect and drink more porridge."
Everyone was very excited after hearing this, shaking the bowls in their hands. Some said they could drink two bowls, and some said they could drink five bowls. The atmosphere was orderly and happy.
After the lean meat porridge was cooked, it was dawn the day after. I happily said to everyone: "Everyone has prepared the bowls and chopsticks. It's time to eat."
The atmosphere was high and they said in unison: "It's been prepared."
Zhao Yan also joined the team serving everyone food. He stood beside An Qien and happily said to her: "The porridge you cooked is the most fragrant I have ever smelled. Everyone is in a good mood today."
An Qi'en smiled slightly: "Then Mr. Zhao will drink two more bowls later."
"Of course, I will drink more!"
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and started to serve porridge to the people who were handed bowls. One after another, those who received the porridge stood aside and wolfed it down. While eating, they praised it as the best food they had ever eaten. Porridge.
Even if it is not a disaster year, ordinary people would not be willing to put so much lean meat and ribs into porridge. This porridge is both delicious and nutritious, and can be eaten by men, women, old and young.
When Lu Bo first went to the river canal, he passed by here and smelled the fragrant porridge from a distance. Sitting in the carriage, he couldn't help but raise the curtain and asked Agui outside: "Which government serves porridge that is so fragrant."
Agui: "I heard it's from the Zhao family. I was playing with the tools yesterday. I didn't expect to have such fragrant porridge so early in the morning."
"Go over and have a look."
"yes."
The carriage headed towards the porridge shed. As soon as Lu Bochu got off the carriage, he saw An Qien making porridge for the people.
She and Zhao Yan were both gentle, polite and smiling, and those who didn't know it thought they were congenial lovers.
Lu Bochu felt inexplicably panicked. This scene was unpleasant no matter how he looked at it. He walked over and coughed deliberately.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yanan Qi'en immediately saluted: "Your Majesty."
Everyone knelt down and said, "Long blessing, my lord."
Lu Bochu: "Get up, everyone."
He glanced at An Qien naturally, and said with no emotion in his tone: "Why is this porridge so fragrant? It turns out that Mrs. An made it."
An Qi'en responded gently: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your wonderful compliment."
Lu Bochu glanced at Zhao Yan again and his tone was still emotionless: "Mr. Zhao has a lot of face. If you can, please ask Madam An to do good deeds with you."
Zhao Yan clasped her fists cautiously: "Back to my lord, Mrs. An is kind-hearted, and her humble position is just to assist her. This meat was purchased by Mrs. An for the common people with her money. I dare not take credit for my humble position."
Lu Bochu felt a knot in his heart again. The two of them worked together so well, and it felt unusual.
Yesterday, he didn't see her coming to help when he was working on the porridge shed. This made Lu Bochu feel even more uncomfortable.
"Not bad, the cooperation is very good."
An Qien asked politely: "Would you like a bowl to try, Your Majesty?"
"No, I have other important matters."
After saying that, he turned around and left. Zhao Yan clasped his fists and said, "Best farewell to the prince."
An Qi'en bent his knees and did not notice the subtle emotional changes on Lu Bochu's face.
After Lu Bochu left, they continued to make porridge for the people.
An Qi'en was zapping when he suddenly saw a familiar face. Lin Juze held a clean white porcelain bowl and stretched it over with a playful smile.
The people behind were all whispering to each other.
"How come the uncle of the Lin family is here to join in the fun!"
"It's just that the Lin family doesn't have any delicacies from the mountains and seas, so what's the point of robbing us poor people?"
"Is Mr. Lin so shameless? Rich and respectable people help us poor people, but he is so stubborn that he still robs us of our money."
"The Lin family has so much food, but they are reluctant to give even a grain of rice to poor people like us!"
Lin Juze was so obsessed with sex that he couldn't hear these words in his ears. He only had eyes for the beauty An Qien now.
Although Lin Zhehua warned him again and again not to have any thoughts about An Qien, he didn't listen at all.
An Qi'en glanced at Lin Juze lightly and gave him a bowl of porridge.
Lin Juze took the porridge happily: "Thank you, Madam An, Madam An is so kind."
His eyes were narrowed, and he kept smiling kindly at An Qien.
Zhao Yan was filled with anger when he saw such a look in his eyes. The uncle of the Lin family was a famous pervert. When he met a good-looking girl, he had to take her home as a concubine regardless of whether she wanted her to.
After you have had enough fun, sell these concubines!
The servant next to Zhao Yan reminded him: "Master, it's getting late, don't miss your business."
Zhao Yan stared at Lin Juze with a dark face. This guy was still unwilling to leave after eating porridge.
"Ms. An, the Lin Mansion will also be setting up a porridge shed tomorrow. Can Mrs. An go and help?"
An Qi'en didn't want to pay attention to him and said expressionlessly: "I'm not free tomorrow. When Uncle Lin gets the porridge, just stand next to him. There are still many people queuing up behind him."
"What about the day after tomorrow?"
Lin Juze turned a deaf ear to An Qi'en's words with a broken face. It seemed that An Qi'en did not agree and he could stand here for a day.
"No time." An Qi'en's eyebrows showed impatience, and his attitude was cold.
"What about the day after tomorrow?"
Lin Juze didn't care whether An Qi'en was happy or not, as long as he was happy, and his attitude meant that An Qi'en had to help him.
Zhao Yan couldn't bear it any longer, put down the spoon and walked over in a few steps, stretched out his hand to push Lin Juze aside, and said seriously: "Uncle Lin, Mrs. An has already made her intentions clear. It's pointless for you to be so messy."
Lin Juze was pushed out of his temper and glared at Zhao Yan displeasedly: "It's none of your business, I'm talking to Madam An, who do you think is the elder?"
"Ms. An is my friend. If you harass her again, I won't be polite to you!"
Zhao Yan warned Lin Juze with a fierce look. He looked so cold and scary. Lin Juze was used to being arrogant and domineering and was not afraid of him at all. Besides, with so many people watching, wouldn't he lose his dignity as a man if he gave in?
Lin Juze immediately pushed Zhao Yan with his backhand: "Who are you to be rude to me?"
Zhao Yan immediately refused to let him go and hit Lin Juze's face with a fist. In an instant, Lin Juze fell to the ground dizzy and bleeding from his nostrils.
He is not as tall as Zhao Yan, but with so many people watching, especially with An Qi'en present, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for him if he was knocked down all at once?
Lin Juze got up from the ground angrily and hit Zhao Yan, so the two of them struggled together.
The scene was in chaos, and An Qien immediately ordered the servants around him to pull the two away.
Lin Juze was beaten up, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was unwilling to let Zhao Yan escape unharmed. He was so angry that he couldn't reason. He kicked over the lean meat porridge in the pot in anger, one pot after another. He had a knife in his hand, who No one dared to step forward to stop anyone who stepped forward.
The lean meat porridge bones covered with white flowers all over the place even made a child cry because of the heat. People felt sorry for the food in this place, and some people just picked up the bones on the ground and gnawed them.
Minghua and Bai Lu quickly took An Qien aside to protect them, while Qingbi hurried to the river channel to find An Shian.
Qingbi panted and ran to the river canal. She didn't see An Shi'an, only Lu Bochu was inspecting alone.
The sharp-eyed Agui saw Qingbi coming and reported to Lu Bochu: "Your Majesty, Qingbi is here."
Lu Bochu followed his gaze and saw Qingbi panting as she came over and knelt down: "Hail, Your Majesty."
Then he said: "Your Majesty, this servant is here to see Uncle An."
"He's not here to deal with important matters today. What's the matter?"
When Lu Bo first saw the anxious look on her face, he thought something must have happened to An Qien.
If An Shian is not here, this matter will only trouble the prince.
Qingbi told Lu Bochu everything about the matter. Lu Bochu frowned after hearing this. Lu Bochu had already walked away before Qingbi could react.
