Fang Xing and Deng Dainian fought a few times and then flew away, leaving Deng Dainian alone.

"Print painting now? How many days will it take?"

Lin Zhiyuan, the shopkeeper of Mingyue Building next door, heard that there was also a restaurant next door, and said disdainfully: "My Mingyue Building is a great success in Zhuque Street. You don't have to bother me with such trivial matters!"

Fang Xing was very busy, so he rushed back to Fangjiazhuang to inspect the chef sent by Zhu Zhanji.

In the kitchen, Hua Niang was looking at her three colleagues with a little hostility. Chunsheng felt very wronged because he had to test the three of them, so he had to deal with too many ingredients.

When I woke up, I saw three chefs in relative silence.

When three people walk together, one of them will inevitably be the boss, and this choice is in Fang Xing's hands.

"Mr. Fang, the young Bao Xinman, worked in the palace for a few years, but later..."

The man who took the lead in launching public relations with the other party looked very confident, while the other two were a little aggrieved.

Yes, they used to be the imperial chef, so let's stand aside.

However, Fang Xing was not scared by Bao Xinman's name, but ordered: "Make three dishes, one for each high, medium and low."

The three chefs went to select ingredients for preparation, and Hua Niang quickly brought a chair for Fang Xing.

Sitting on the chair, Fang Xing rubbed his stomach and said, "For this, I haven't eaten lunch yet!"

"Swish!"

Not long after, the kitchen was filled with the aroma of stir-frying and steaming.

Fang Xing kept closing his eyes and resting, thinking about Huang Yan, the old dog.

Huang Yan was a confidant eunuch when Zhu Di lived in King Yan. He worked for Zhu Di in his private affairs and was extremely trustworthy.

He went on a mission to North Korea many times, but his despicable behavior was already a bad reputation in North Korea.

Greed and enjoyable is the consensus between North Korea and Huang Yan.

And I heard that this guy seems to have married a normal person.

Does he have that function?

Thinking of this, Fang Xing couldn't help but smile.

"Young Master, they are all ready."

Fang Xing was fantasizing about Huang Yan's ugly appearance in his hands and mouth. He opened his eyes when he heard the sound, looked at the nine dishes placed in front of him, and tasted them one by one.

The dishes in front of me were just some mutton and poultry. Fang Xing tasted a few bites of each dish, and then frowned and said, "The taste is too heavy!"

Bao Xinman rubbed his hands and said, "The young ones can also eat southern dishes. But they have to take care of the tastes of noble people when they are cooking in the palace, so they are a little heavier."

The other two chefs also said that they could cook southern dishes, so Fang Xing looked at these dishes with a pity: "Then make them again."

"Brother Dehua."

Fang Xing was about to give these dishes to his family when he saw Zhu Zhanji coming, and he just advised him: "Come on, look at these dishes."

Zhu Zhanji strode in, Bao Xinman's hand trembled and almost reached into the oil pan.

“Everything is done well.”

Zhu Zhanji frowned and waved his hand, then sat down, saw the dishes and asked, "Brother Dehua, is there anything wrong with these dishes?"

Zhu Zhanji has eaten this dish since childhood, so he feels nothing wrong with it.

Fang Xing said disgustedly: "Look at these dishes, they are all big oil and meat, and there are so many seasonings that they completely lose the original taste of the food."

Seeing that Zhu Zhanji was dissatisfied, Fang Xing reminded him: "According to this method of eating, if this continues, this person's body will have problems sooner or later."

"Brother Dehua..."

Zhu Zhanji knew that Fang Xing was a bit weird, so hesitated: "If this is the case, then my emperor grandfather..."

Zhu Di himself is a heavy-tasting enthusiast. He influences each generation and eventually eats the princes and grandchildren.

Fang Xing didn't dare to take this incident, so he said vaguely: "Your Majesty has a god possessed, maybe he won't be harmed..."

What a weird thing!

Thinking of Zhu Di's fault with gout, Fang Xing felt that Zhu Zhanji had a tendency to follow his footsteps.

"Change it."

It happened that the three of them had their southern dishes out, so Fang Xing asked Zhu Zhanji to taste them together.

The tiger skin tofu tastes good, but there was a little more soy sauce, so Fang Xing gave a bad review.

"Our restaurant is in the south, so you should put less soy sauce."

Bao Xinman said aggrievedly: "Mr. Fang, this dish is deeply loved by Emperor Taizu Gao!"

Fang Xing looked up at him, and this glance made Bao Xinman's body cool, and he quickly made up, "I will look back and see if there are any good ways to improve the taste."

The heat of the white-cut chicken is well mastered and the meat is tender.

After eating a few dishes, Fang Xing took out a small porcelain bottle and asked Hua Niang to communicate with them.

Hua Niang felt a little depressed today. Now when she saw Fang Xing put her in front of the imperial chef, she immediately smiled and said, "This thing is the secret recipe of my young master. If anyone spreads it, be careful that the whole family will be in trouble!"

Seeing Zhu Zhanji sitting there silently, the three chefs nodded quickly and said that they would never dare to reveal a little bit.

Fang Xing nodded to Hua Niang, and then took Zhu Zhanji out.

"You guys have all seen it. The young master asked me to teach you how to cook, and no extrapolation is allowed..."

Hua Niang De Fang Xing’s recipe teaching, there are so many dishes that he can cook, so Fang Xing believes that the three chefs will definitely worship Hua Niang’s pomegranate skirt today... Oh no, they should be worshipping Hua Niang’s spatula.

Fang Xing was about to ask Hua Niang to train these three people, and then launch a variety of new dishes to try to make a shot.

At this time, the three people in the kitchen were shocked by the refried pork that Hua Niang quickly fryed.

Bao Xinman picked up a piece of slightly curled piece of meat, looked carefully, sniffed it again, and then put it in his mouth.

It's so fragrant!

Bao Xinman chewed carefully, then looked at the faces of the two men, and was shocked.

"This is……"

Hua Niang raised her head and said, "I just added a little MSG to the pot, how about it?"

Bao Xinman said a little depressedly: "The fresh fragrance is so fragrant, and you can drink wine."

The other two did not have the shelf of Bao Xinman's Imperial Chef, and they both asked Hua Niang for tips on using MSG.

When Hua Niang was in full swing, Zhu Zhanji was gritting her teeth.

When the two arrived at the study, Zhu Zhanji said hatred: "Huang Yan's old dog has slandered in front of Grandpa the Emperor again today!"

Fang Xingran said peacefully: "Why bother with what you expect?"

Zhu Zhanji casually fiddled with Fang Xing’s homemade globe and said disdainfully: “The old dog said that you and I opened a restaurant on Zhuque Street, worried that my reputation would be damaged. I am so loyal!”

Fang Xing drew the formation of musketeers on the paper and asked, "What did Your Majesty say?"

Since we can understand Huang Yan’s words and deeds, Zhu Di should also know his reaction.

"Grandpa Emperor ignored him."

Zhu Zhanji said proudly: "At the end, I said that the grandson must experience the sufferings of the people so that he can govern calmly."

It is not surprising that Zhu Di's reaction was awake, because it was not the middle and late Ming Dynasty that the literati had the final say, and those "righteous gentlemen" were not even cells at this time.

Speaking of this, Zhu Zhanji said depressedly: "Huang Yan is highly trusted by the emperor, and he cannot be shaken at this time!"

Fang Xing said seriously: "Did you see the disadvantage of the rampant eunuchs?"

Even with the role models like Zheng He, Fang Xing still expressed concerns about the invasion of the eunuch system's rights.
Chapter completed!