Lao Wu put down his chopsticks, feeling a little sad, "It's not a state matter. This time I went to our house and ate a dessert. I still remember it and want to eat it again. Unfortunately, the imperial chef can't make it."
Yuan Qingling asked: "What dessert?"
"It's the kind we went to eat at that Shunde restaurant together, the kind with milk."
"Double-skinned breasts?"
Yu Wenhao said excitedly: "Yes, it's double skin milk. It's delicious. I want to eat it again. I asked Mu Ru to ask the imperial kitchen. They said they can't make it and I haven't heard of it."
Yuan Qingling smiled. Their Double Skin Milk was a Cantonese dessert that originated from the Qing Dynasty. Naturally, the imperial chef here couldn't make it.
"Want to eat? I'll cook it for you!" Yuan Qingling said softly.
"You can do it? Really?" Lao Wu was very surprised.
"Yes, I don't make many desserts, but this is one of them. There is another one called Ginger Cream, which is similar, but I personally think it tastes better and more upright!"
Yu Wenhao's eyes were filled with deep happiness, "Old Yuan, I didn't realize you had this ability. You are such a treasure!"
Yuan Qingling looked at the joy in his eyes and felt that she had completely failed to fulfill her responsibilities as a wife in taking care of Lao Wu. She rarely even cooked a meal for him.
"I'll cook it for you now. I'll cook it for you right away. There should be milk in the imperial kitchen!" Yuan Qing immediately put down his chopsticks and started talking.
"Okay, I'll accompany you. I also want to learn. When I learn how to do it, I'll do it for you!" Yu Wenhao took her hand and went out.
The emperor and the empress entered the kitchen in person, but the people on duty in the imperial kitchen were frightened. They all stood aside with trepidation, and they couldn't help but murmur in their hearts, could it be that the food in the imperial kitchen was not delicious and the emperor and empress didn't like it?
have eaten?
This is a big deal.
"Lao Wu, find a small pot!" Yuan Qingling came out with milk and ordered Lao Wu.
"Okay..."
"Your Majesty, come here!" The imperial cook immediately went over, his face turned pale with shock, how could he let the Emperor take action?
"Make a fire!"
"Wei Chen, come!"
"Is there any sugar?"
"Wei Chen, come!"
"Where do you put the eggs?"
"Wei Chen, come!"
Yu Wenhao lowered his face and finally worked hard to cook with Lao Yuan. This group of obstructive things really made the scenery look bad, "Get out, everyone, don't have to wait for me!"
The imperial cook knelt down and waved his hands, "You must not do it, Your Majesty. The gentleman is far away from the kitchen. You are the Emperor and cannot be busy in the kitchen. You can decide what dishes to make and what procedures to do. Let the ministers do it."
Yu Wenhao shouted at the top of his voice, "Xu Yi, Xu Yi, pull them out!"
"Is Xu Yi here?" Yuan Qing Ling asked in astonishment.
"Well, he will work part-time in the harem recently at night." Yu Wenhao said, and he saw Xu Yifeng coming in a hurry.
Part-time job? Yuan Qingling looked at the majestic Xu Yi and drove people out with his sword, driving out all the imperial chefs.
Why did she have to work part-time in the harem at night? She didn't know about this at all beforehand. Can Ah Si agree?