Dongming Ziyu naturally took a piece of paper, put it on the policy paper, raised his head and smiled: "Editor Zhou."

Zhou Xuanyi's eyes flashed, and he put the fruit on his table, "These are the cherries grown at the Prime Minister's hot spring village. They are very fresh. I will lend them to the Buddha and give them to my colleagues to try."

Dongming Ziyu cupped his fists and said, "Thank you very much."

Zhou Xuanyi smiled and said: "You're welcome, Brother Dong, please be busy."

Dongming Ziyu smiled and nodded, "Editor Zhou, please help yourself."

I watched him leave the room, picked up the pen and continued writing. I finished it during lunch, collected my space, and went to the dining hall to eat. At noon, the dining hall of the Hanlin Academy had two dishes and one soup for free, but the big pot rice tasted bad, so there were conditions.

Everyone brings food or asks family members to deliver food.

Today, the person who came to deliver food to Dongming Ziyu was Chen Rong, carrying a large food box.

Dongming Ziyu smiled and said, "What did you do today?"

Chen Rong smiled and opened the food box, "It's grilled fish."

He took out a large flat iron plate, poured charcoal from a hand stove, took out a rectangular iron plate holding grilled fish and side dishes, and placed it on the charcoal plate.

The colleagues around looked at it and gathered around curiously, "What kind of dish is this?"

Gu Lingyun passed the exam and came to the dining hall to eat. He came with a rice bowl and said with a smile: "I know, this is grilled fish!"

“This way of eating is very clever!”

"Dong Xiuzuan always has new dishes. Mrs. Dong is so virtuous and talented, and she is so kind to her!"

The cooking methods in this era were relatively simple, steaming and cooking were the main methods, and eating methods such as pan-frying, deep-frying, stir-frying, roasting, and rinsing were not common.

Shangguan Ruoli cooks different dishes for Dongming Ziyu every day. When the weather is cold, they are all dishes that are not afraid of coldness, such as small pots, casseroles, claypot rice, shabu-shabu, etc.

Fruit platters, juices, desserts, etc.

The tableware is also very particular, the size is suitable for one person, and it is exquisite and practical.

If any of my thick-skinned colleagues can't resist the temptation of delicious food, come and share some.

As soon as the temperature of the charcoal fire came up, the special aroma of the grilled fish came out, and everyone felt that the food in front of them was tasteless.

Gu Lingyun was one of those thick-skinned people, so he simply asked the servant to bring all the dishes from his house and share the table with Dongming Ziyu.

Chen Rong took out the spare chopsticks from the food box and used his spoon as a serving chopstick. He gave some fish and side dishes to the Hanlin official servant who came over to ask for food, and scooped out a spoonful of delicious and thick soup.

Dongming Ziyu finished his meal again in the envious eyes of everyone. When he returned to his desk, he found that the books and papers on the desk had been touched.

He had expected it and showed a hint of ridicule.

Mrs. Qian and Shangguan Ruoli were also not quiet today. Before they finished handling the groceries in the morning, a servant came to preach: "The neighbor Ms. Zhou Tanhua and Mr. Lu's wife are visiting."

Old Mrs. Qian was a little strange, "Why are they here? They are usually aloof and unwilling to deal with us idiots. They usually don't have much contact except banquets and ceremonials, and they don't usually visit each other."

Shangguan Ruoli said: "It must be related to the incident where the emperor left Wulang's father yesterday afternoon. I came here to find out more about it."

Zhou Xuanyi and Lu Xueshi were both officials of the Hanlin Academy, so of course they couldn't hide this matter.

Mrs. Qian sneered and said, "It's not easy to get words out of me, huh, who do you think is a fool?"

The point is, she doesn't know anything.

Zhou Xuanyi's daughters-in-law are ten beautiful and quiet women. Mrs. Lu is about forty years old and slightly fat. Both of them have the appearance of a lady.

The two of them made some insinuations but didn't get any useful value.

Mrs. Zhou was still young, so she returned home in vain and found an excuse to leave.

Mrs. Lu's smile was also a little stiff, and she smiled gently, "Old lady, I heard that your second grandson is studying at the Nan'an Marquis Mansion?"

Mrs. Qian rolled her eyes secretly, you are the second grandson, and your whole family is the second grandson!

He smiled proudly and said, "Yes, he likes to dance with guns and sticks. There is a martial arts master in the Nan'an Marquis Mansion's school."

Mrs. Lu praised: "You are really a young man. He may become a military general in the future."

Mrs. Qian waved her hand, "Hey, let's learn to play. The main reason is that the children like it."

Mrs. Lu smiled politely and asked, "How old is your second grandson?"

Mrs. Qian said: "It's fifteen."

Mrs. Lu's eyes flashed and she said, "He is a grown-up boy. Have you got engaged yet?"

Mrs. Qian immediately became vigilant and said: "He's only fifteen, so it's early to get engaged. He hasn't figured it out yet. Why don't we consider getting engaged to him until he's eighteen?"

Mrs. Lu said: "Actually, if there is a suitable one, it is best to decide first, otherwise, all the good girls will be picked away."

Mrs. Qian said decisively: "My child's marriage requires his consent. Let's wait until he gets the idea. We won't talk about his marriage now."

She also wanted to wait until Erlang passed the martial arts examination before discussing marriage!

Mrs. Lu felt unhappy after being pushed back so bluntly, so she stood up and left.

Mrs. Qian asked Shangguan Ruoli: "Who do you think she wants to tell Erlang?"

Shangguan Ruoli said: "The eldest brother has no fame, and Erlang himself has not passed the examination. She will definitely not marry off her legitimate daughter. I guess she will give Erlang a concubine."

Old Mrs. Qian spat: "Bah! My boy doesn't take concubines, let alone his mother-in-law!"

Shangguan Ruoli said: "Don't be in a hurry to get engaged to Erlang. It won't be too late to wait until Wulang's father gets promoted again and we can meet again."

Mrs. Qian thought it was reasonable, "I will tell the boss and everyone else, but don't let anyone plot Erlang's marriage!"

Just after lunch, two other neighbors, Mrs. Ben and Princess Pingshang, sent someone to bring over special snacks made by their own chefs. Although they did not come in person, they were clearly showing their goodwill.
Chapter completed!