my lord, please eat

Chapter 21

Facts have proved that although the college entrance examination can also kill people, it is definitely not hacked to death.As for the imperial competition, it is not certain how one will die if one is not careful.

The so-called "roasting" is also divided into many kinds.Charcoal grill, wood fire grill, oil fire grill, etc. Gong Xiaoyong chooses tandoor grill, and the best top-grade charcoal is used below.

For His Majesty the emperor, the stuff in the chicken belly is definitely not acceptable.Because there are six judges today, even if those people may just taste one, they still have to make six.Just like the boring duck that I made before, the table for the emperor was also a whole plate, actually I made two.

The offal of six chickens is enough for him to make a plate for himself to enjoy.So he felt better, and while he was marinating the chicken, the corners of his mouth turned up.

At this time, there were still about ten hours before the evening competition, and it was actually just after seven o'clock in the morning.But these servants of the competition are already preparing here.There is no way, this time someone has to supervise the production throughout the whole process, so from the very beginning, packing up the raw materials has to be under the watchful eyes of everyone.

What Gong Xiaoyong did not expect was that Xing Yihong was sitting in a gazebo on a rockery not far away, drinking tea milk.At this moment, the prince could see Gong Xiaoyong's raised eyebrows and mouth corners, and he unconsciously felt better.Can't help but follow the corners of the mouth. "Little slave, I don't know what to think about. Everyone else looks nervous, and he is enjoying it. He is really heartless."

Seeing Xing Yihong complaining but smiling, his whole breath softened.An Qi also showed a smile unexpectedly. "My lord, you haven't used your breakfast yet." He had to enter the palace so early in the morning. As a supervisor, how could he not be there the whole time.This breakfast was useless, so I dragged myself into the palace to the imperial garden.It was also thanks to Wang Tianfu who went to the imperial dining room and asked them to send a cup of tea milk.

Xing Yihong drank the last sip of tea milk, then stood up. "Let's go. Find the little slave for breakfast."

Gong Xiaoyong had just mixed all the ingredients for marinating the chicken.

Onions, celery, and coriander are all cut into diced rice and put together with cumin powder, chili powder, ginger powder, and white pepper.Add lemon juice, olive oil, and salt and toss to combine.He was carefully smearing the six processed chickens with this sauce here, and he didn't notice that two people were approaching at all.

"Little servant, today is the day to decide the outcome. Are you preparing roast chicken?" In fact, the sauce alone, because of the concentrated flavor of spices, already feels very attractive standing at the kitchen counter.Xing Yihong can conclude that today Gong Xiaoyong's roast chicken will definitely not be inferior to the Crispy No-Ma Chicken and the duck he cooked before.Maybe there will be a place that surprises me.He was a little impatient now.

While she was concentrating on it, she suddenly heard someone talking to her, Gong Xiaoyong was startled.Looking up, it was Xing Yihong, and the corners of his mouth twitched immediately.If this was the previous life where everyone was an ordinary person, he would have blown his hair out long ago.But now that he is a prince and he is a slave, he can only endure it. "My lord... why are you so early."

Xing Yihong smiled and said: "This king is the supervisor, so it should be early. Looking at your slightly green eyes, I'm afraid you didn't sleep well last night?"

Gong Xiaoyong nodded.But I thought in my heart: Yes.I watched the football game to decompress myself.Any questions? !But in fact, what was said was this: "Thank you, my lord, for your concern. The servant is indeed nervous."

"You are really honest. How long do you have to prepare?" Xing Yihong inspected his stomach, and he felt that he could wait until the little slave finished handling a few chickens.

Gong Xiaoyong didn't expect that Xing Yihong would have the idea of ​​letting him cook him breakfast.So he answered frankly: "The slave just needs to spread these marinades evenly on the chicken and marinate until night."

Xing Yihong nodded: "Okay. If that's the case, I will wait for a while. Wait until you finish handling these chickens. Make breakfast for me. Don't bother, just three dishes, one soup and one steamed bun."

Gong Xiaoyong wanted to scold her.But Xing Yihong's mother is the current queen mother, so he has the guts to be so fat.

But cooking breakfast for the prince at the "competition site", how can you say that is too eye-catching, right?Is this guy trying to make those unreliable rumors look more "reliable"?Or...what He Jin said that day...has a little truth?Could it be that this prince...really...has taken a fancy to me?

Oh no! !I don't want to take part in any palace or house fights! !Don't be a male pet or concubine or something like that!The young master's wish is to open a big restaurant, sell his favorite dishes, and earn enough money to support a bunch of orphans! !Our outlook on life, values, and the world, in short, the three outlooks are not in the same time and space, who would mess with you! ! !

Gong Xiaoyong roared fiercely in his heart.Xing Yihong, on the other hand, asked people to place tables, chairs and umbrella covers with great interest. He sat in an armchair and enjoyed the fun of watching people cook.Well, he admitted that he was only interested in watching Gong Xiaoyong cook.Especially when he saw his bulging cheeks, he was obviously angry, but he had to face himself with a smile on his face.This sense of gap is really interesting.This is much more interesting than watching a big show.What's more, there is delicious food to follow.That is one of the great joys of my life!

In fact, Gong Xiaoyong deliberately slowed down the speed of marinating the chicken.Of course, "massaging" the cured meat with your hands will indeed make the meat taste better.But he didn't have to put on an attitude of "this meat is so easy to touch", which made Xing Yihong laugh and cry.He also focused his attention on his hands.Well, the hands of this little slave are really pretty.It's not the type with slender fingers, it looks like it can work.But under the "cover" of a pile of sauce, the white and tender little hand occasionally reveals a piece of its true colors.It's much more conspicuous.I don't know if I wash it off after a while and smell it, will there be a fragrance?

Look, the prince is far away.But the contestants who "watched the fun" on the side, as well as the eunuchs and guards who supervised these contestants, took this matter further in their hearts.They all seemed to have seen the prince holding Gong Xiaoyong in his arms and kissing him carefully...

If Gong Xiaoyong knew that he had been made into that shape by human brains, he might have massaged the chicken until tonight... Then he bared his teeth and said to Xing Yihong: Starve you to death!

It's a pity...he still has to obediently cook breakfast for others.

Because the contestants were not allowed to leave the venue, the supervising eunuchs sent people to the imperial dining room to fetch all the ingredients needed.

Three dishes and one soup for breakfast and a basket of steamed stuffed buns, what a difficult person to serve!Gong Xiaoyong really did it simply.The buns are the simplest pork and cabbage stuffing, and the soup is fresh bamboo shoots and ham soup.Three dishes are simpler.A plate of cold cucumber, a plate of stir-fried vegetables, and a plate of braised tofu.In the end, he cheaply made a bowl of barley and japonica rice porridge and brought it over.Fortunately, this porridge was ordered from the Imperial Dining Room.

Xing Yihong was very satisfied.This little guy really knows how to hurt people. "Xiao Yongzi, have you had breakfast yet?"

Gong Xiaoyong nodded: "The slave has already eaten. Your lord, take it easy." Want me to eat with you?Hmph, thinking too much!Even if I'm hungry until noon, I won't eat at the same table as you!The slave master is at the same table, and the protagonist of the scandal... My head is not so flooded yet.

But in fact, Xing Yihong's head was not filled with water.He didn't intend to invite Gong Xiaoyong to be at the same table, at most, he just asked him to hurry to get food to fill his stomach.

So these three views are not on the same front, and there will indeed be differences in thinking!

This breakfast was definitely the easiest meal Xing Yihong had this year.But he felt that it was also the happiest and most delicious meal he had eaten.The three courses are all vegetarian dishes, with pork and cabbage dumplings, and a bowl of barley and japonica rice porridge.This meal has a refreshing taste with a fragrance, and the fragrance is accompanied by the fragrance of meat, and after the fragrance of the meat, there is even more soup.It's really an ordinary meal, but it's not inferior to the exquisite meals in the imperial dining room or the palace kitchen.

Seeing Gong Xiaoyong standing by the stove and staring at the pot.Xing Yihong couldn't help saying: "Little Yongzi, come here."

Gong Xiaoyong lingered over and said, "What is your order?"

"Are you confident in the new envoy this time?" Xing Yihong asked.

Gong Xiaoyong was stunned for a moment, then secretly looked around with her eyes, and then said in a very low voice: "My lord, I don't want to be the first. Can you see that the slave is serving you breakfast, and you can help the slave?" ah?"

Xing Yihong was stunned: "Why, is the first name not good?" Naturally, when he said this, he also lowered his voice.

"It's good, but the responsibility is great and the danger is high. The slave has just turned 15 years old and hasn't lived enough." Fortunately, because of Xing Yihong's presence, the other slaves are far away. The two of them lowered their voices and played tricks. I can hear you.

Xing Yihong laughed at that time: "It's the truth. Well, this king can fulfill you. But there is a condition."

Gong Xiaoyong's eyes brightened immediately: "Your Majesty, what do you order! You will never refuse to do what a slave can do!" Emma, ​​it's so wonderful not to be the number one!It seems that it is not useless to have a prince "attention"!

Xing Yihong looked at Gong Xiaoyong's childish appearance, and said with a smile: "As for the conditions, I haven't figured it out yet. Let's talk about it when I think about it."

On this day, it seemed to be calm, but there were actually many undercurrents surging.

Xing Yihong didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the harem.But he must take care of this matter.There was indeed an intention to help Gong Xiaoyong, but for the most part, he wanted to teach Concubine Shu, and by the way, Concubine Xi a lesson.Also order a little old six Xing Yichang.Being a minister, being a brother, being honest and peaceful is the most important thing.It is also to let the second brother know that he has absolutely no disobedience, and no one can change this heart.In fact, he was more convinced by his second brother to be the emperor than anyone else.As far as the five brothers are still alive, the second brother is definitely the best candidate.Even if he hadn't made the false impression of "dismissing literature and retiring martial arts" at the beginning, he thought he would not be able to be a diligent emperor like the second brother.

The test went on as scheduled.All contestants are baking their delicacies with great care.

Gong Xiaoyong's chicken was marinated for ten hours before being hung in the oven.There is no open flame on the charcoal below, and the temperature in the furnace is just right to make the muscles cooked from the inside out.Along the crack of the stove, bursts of aroma hit, Gong Xiaoyong suddenly felt hungry.They haven't had a chance to eat dinner yet.Well, His Majesty the Emperor didn't eat it either.

The ten people who can be kept at the end, after being selected by Xing Yihong, are definitely excellent in cooking and flexible in mind.To be honest, Gong Xiaoyong is not the one with the most experience and the most exquisite dishes among so many people.But it is definitely the one with the most pleasing thought and the most novel seasoning.But in fact, even if it wasn't Gong Xiaoyong's own will, even if Concubine Shu didn't ask Jiang Pin to do it, Xing Yihong didn't plan to ask Gong Xiaoyong to be a "new food envoy".At first, he thought that this little servant might prefer to show his talents in the imperial dining room.But after these few competitions, he felt that when he got Gong Xiaoyong out of the incident, he had to take him to the palace if he found a chance that would not be too obvious.Cooking meals for yourself, can't you also use your talents?