Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and Zhu Yijing felt more and more idle, and he felt a little itchy in his heart.

In the past half a month, Empress Corning arranged for him a fake identity for the first time, allowing him to leave the palace under the name of Mr. Huang to go out for a walk outside.

Although the eldest and second princes both showed their true identities directly, Zhu Yijing had no objection to Empress Corning's arrangements. Enjing, who used her fake identity to dress up as a man, went out several times, went to the restaurant and lake view, and even went to the brothel to gain a long experience.

Then I lost my mind.

It’s not that it’s boring outside, but the remains of refugees that you can occasionally see on the road are really unsightly.

But as Xu Yong said at the beginning, it is still much better for his relatives to encounter many corpses outside.

It seems that labor-for-relief has been implemented, but it has not been fully implemented, which has led to sporadic refugees being frozen to death on the street.

That is, Empress Corning was unwilling to do superficial work. In the past, the Bingmasi would take the initiative to drive refugees out of the capital in winter to prevent the frozen bones from defiling the elegance of the capital.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yijing drank a sip of steaming Pu'er tea.

The honeycomb coal I brought up has finally passed the palace inspection in the past two days. I hope it can be produced in large quantities as soon as possible and freeze less to death.

However, Zhu Yijing found that although the dishes in restaurants in Ming Dynasty were much better than those they made, there was still a big gap in freshness.

After thinking about it, it should be that there is no MSG. After all, Shandong cuisine can grow and grow in later generations, which is also a blessing for MSG.

However, since he thought of MSG, Zhu Yijing put down the teacup in his hand, followed a palace maid and came to the back of the yard of his residence. After taking the gloves from the palace maid, he held the medicine pestle and started grinding it.

Well, fortunately, MSG can be made from proteins such as wheat gluten as raw materials, or can be made from burnt glutamic acid contained in starch or beet molasses so that you can eat fresh dishes.

Zhu Yijing was just beautiful when suddenly a voice came from behind him, scaring him so much that he almost threw the medicine pestle out:

"Third Your Highness, the Lord is paying homage to you."

Turning his head and glaring fiercely at the female guard Chang Enjing who was kneeling on the ground, Zhu Yijing threw the medicine pestle in anger, and made a crisp sound when he hit the edge:

"Oh my god, Eun-jing! Can you ask you to have a sound when walking in the future? It will scare people so much!"

"Don't dare."

Enjing patted the snow on her knees and stood up from the ground:

"Your Majesty heard that the Third Highness has invented a spoon that can increase the freshness of food in the past two days. I would like to ask how it was made."

When Zhu Yijing heard Enjing's words, he suddenly felt something was wrong:

"No, Chief Eun-jing, haven't I also distributed some food to you before? Why did the news leak out?"

Thinking of yesterday's delicious bone soup, Enjing subconsciously licked her lips, and then spoke solemnly:

"The Third Highness, Enjing is the chief guard beside His Majesty. He is responsible for inspecting the palace. How could a mere bowl of bone soup be bought? The official advised the Third Highness to hand over the prescription quickly, so as not to ask for it."

"The ungrateful wolf who forgets when he is full."

With a soft murmur, Zhu Yijing took off his gloves angrily and threw them to the palace maid standing beside him:

"Okay, I understand. Now I go to the study and write it out, okay?"

"The lower official accompanied the third prince."

After glaring at Enjing who followed her, Zhu Yijing couldn't drive her away, so she had to pinch her nose and recognize her.

The two of them arrived at the study one after another. Zhu Yijing walked towards the desk, and Enjing sat on the bed where the study was resting, staring at Zhu Yijing's back with a serious look on his face.

Fortunately, Zhu Yijing did not have the habit of helping people grinding ink. He worked hard for a long time before he re-grinded some frozen ink, picked up the brush and wrote on the rice paper.

Not long after, Zhu Yijing wrote the method of refining MSG, and turned around and handed it to Enjing on the bed:

"Here, I've given it to you, don't forget it again. Really, I don't know if you are the prince or I am the prince."

With respectful hands, Enjing took the rice paper handed to herself by Zhu Yijing. She stood up from the bed, studied it carefully, and showed a sudden enlightenment:

"It turns out that I have to use beets to grind. The third prince worked so hard that the subordinate will leave now."

"Let's go-go-oh, no, let's talk to me first in the future!"

After waving her sleeves to see Enjing away, Zhu Yijing immediately restrained her smile after her figure completely left her vision, closed the study door and lay in front of the gap between the bed and the ground where Enjing had just sat.

After reaching out and fumbled inside for a while, Zhu Yijing quickly touched something bulging, and a smug smile suddenly appeared on his face:

"I know that there is nothing to do to show my kindness or to steal. I want to see what to arrange for me-"

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Yijing was stunned when he saw the doll he pulled out of cloth, and then turned it over thoughtfully.

Sure enough, a red piece of paper with the word "六" stuck on the other side.

"Ha, I'll take away the witchcraft, and see what else can you do."

...

In Fengtian Hall.

Just after discussing the price of new coal with the important officials of the cabinet, Empress Corning heard a request outside the door before she even sat in the butt:

"See Your Majesty, you have the recipe you want."

"Come in."

Looking at the endless memorials, Empress Corning was too lazy to raise her nose.

After responding, he walked into the hall. Enjing then closed the door of the hall and took the prescription given by Zhu Yijing like a thief to Empress Corning. While offering the prescription, he whispered to report:

"Report to your Majesty, the things have been put away and you can check them at any time."

"Yes." After taking the prescription, Empress Corning looked at it and smiled slightly after looking at it:

"It's actually beets, no wonder the chef Yushen has tried it for a long time but can't find it."

After folding the notes and handing them to Enjing, Empress Kangning instructed lightly:

"Go and leave it to the Imperial Chef. If you have the prescription, you can't develop it, so don't do it."

"Here."

Enjing knelt on the ground and took the prescription with both hands. Just as she was about to get up, she suddenly saw Empress Corning take out a doll from her cuff:

"That kid is not stupid either. You can carry this doll with you. If you can't find it under the bed, then use this instead."

“…Yes, Your Majesty.”

Although I couldn't understand why Empress Corning always had to target Zhu Yijing, who continued to fish, Enjing still reached out to take the doll and took it with her, and didn't ask any more questions.

"Oh, there is another thing. The third brother took you to the brothel before, disguised as a man?"

Looking at Enjing kneeling in front of the imperial court, Empress Kangning was very interested in this:

"What kind of girl does this kid like?"

"This..." After hesitating for a moment, Enjing still spoke with a stingy forehead:

"Report to Your Majesty, the Third Prince...he seems not interested in the gentle woman in the brothel, and he stayed for a while before he came out."

"……ha?"

(By the way to warning, the women around the protagonist of this book are all independent in character, and gentle women are not the protagonist's dish.)
Chapter completed!