In the Qianqing Palace, Ye Zao awoke from a nap and finally found herself wanting to eat something.
She stared at Fourth Master, who was busy reviewing documents outside, and wondered what to eat.
Gently rubbing her belly, she poked it lightly, "Why are you giving Mother such a hard time?"
"Zaozao awake? Hungry?" Fourth Master, hearing her muttering, put down his papers and got up.
"Don't come over here, Master, wash your hands first. I don't want to smell the ink..." Ye Zao hurriedly covered her mouth and nose.
Fourth Master looked at her helplessly and turned to call someone to assist him with washing his hands.
After deliberating for a while, when Fourth Master returned, she said, "I want to eat loaches, fried in oil."
Fourth Master nodded, "Alright, I'll have the Imperial Kitchen prepare it. What else would you like to eat?"
"Mashed potatoes..." Ye Zao thought, mashed potatoes were also good, and they could even be eaten as a staple.
