After An Ge finished speaking, he took the lead and walked forward. A whirlwind lifted the corners of his blue robe, and a circle of delicate white embroidery was like snowflakes floating, making it look particularly free and elegant.
Chu Qiao frowned and froze in place. Before she had time to read the entire second half of the book "Palace Royal Cuisine", Chong Ximo burned it without memorizing the recipes. This time, it was really difficult to put it on the shelf.
But even so, she couldn't retreat. She couldn't live up to the trust of Supervisor Shangshi no matter what.
For Chu Qiao, the only person in the palace who could speak for her and support her was Xue Wanyue.
Looking back at the direction of the Imperial Hospital, Chu Qiao averted her eyes, picked up her skirt and followed quickly, following An Ge to the imperial dining room.
The inner imperial kitchen is divided into first-time imperial chefs, intermediate imperial chefs, senior imperial chefs and special-level imperial chefs. An Ge and Sihai are the special-level imperial chefs. Compared with these positions, Chu Qiao is completely inferior. She looks like a first-time imperial chef.
Not counting, I am still eyeing the title of senior chef.
Undoubtedly, if the emperor and the empress are satisfied with this royal meal, she can at least get the position of royal cook for the first time. It is not easy for someone as young as her and a woman.
In the dining room, many first-time royal chefs are already in place, standing at the kitchen table and the chopping board. They are ordered to assist the senior chef Li Chu Niang in preparing the royal dining room in three days. This is a strange thing that has not been heard of in a hundred years. The royal chef gives the chef
Being a helper is really hard for these royal chefs to accept.
As soon as Chu Qiao entered the imperial dining room, she found pairs of strange eyes directed at her. Although they did not whisper, their expressions and looks showed disdain and distrust.
A little girl? A little girl in her teens, dare to show off in a place where there are many masters of imperial cuisine?
"Listen!"
An Ge clapped his hands vigorously and announced loudly: "Today, listen to Li Chunxiang. I will guide her on the side. If anyone is unconvinced and wants to interfere with it, walk out of the imperial dining room now. Of course... after walking out,
Just don't look back, keep walking out of the palace gate, and do whatever you need to do."
An Ge's words are really authoritative. Apart from Eunuch Lan, he is the only one in the imperial kitchen.
Upon hearing this, the dozen or so junior chefs nodded hurriedly, and their disdainful expressions immediately subsided. They knew that this senior chef Li Chunxiang was no longer an ordinary person.
After An Ge finished speaking, he turned around, found a corner and sat down, took out a small wooden cube, with the small wooden cube inside the large wooden cube, and started playing by himself, as if he really didn't want to care about Chu Qiao.
It's a matter of time.
This person may not even be considered an assistant, just a lazy guy.
Chu Qiao smiled sheepishly at all the junior chefs, then turned around, walked quickly to An Ge, and asked in a low voice.
"Is this how you plan to help me?"
"Then how do you want me to help you? I don't know how to do anything except cooking, but today... cooking is your business, so I just sit down."
His fingers moved dexterously, his eyes were smiling, and he spoke in an absent-minded manner. Chu Qiao could not believe how such a person could occupy the position of chef in the palace. Even if he was good at his craftsmanship, someone would be willing to promote him.
Him?
"An Yuchu, I can't do it well, you, you can't look at me like this." Chu Qiao pouted and lowered her eyes.
"You can do it. You have to have confidence. In fact, it's not difficult at all. I will remind you here. Don't forget, you are responsible this time." An Ge's smile bloomed, and it looked really irritating.
"It's no joke to prepare royal meals for the emperor and his ladies. Do you want to embarrass me by sitting here and playing with this?"
Chu Qiao snatched his piece of wood, but An Ge quickly snatched it back.
"Women are really mothers-in-law. How do you know you can't do it if you don't do it?"
He smiled lazily and spoke slowly about the Mongolian meals that would be prepared in three days.
"The royal meal after three days will include roasted leg of lamb, hand-caught mutton, milk vegetables, kumiss, oatmeal noodles, Zishan smoked chicken, hada cake, Mongolian pie, honey sesame leaves, siu mai, etc., skewered ostrich
And venison, shredded fresh milk, if you are slower, there is no need to prepare, I will drive you out of the palace directly."
so much?
Chu Qiao's eyes widened, and she counted them one by one. There were more than a dozen of them, all of which were Mongolian specialties. She didn't know if she could do it. A roasted whole lamb made her jump on her feet. There were so many this time, and they were all Mongolian specialties.
It's completely over.
But if she doesn't do it, or can't do it, the result will be just like An Ge said, she has to get out of the palace.
"Let's get started."
An Ge squinted his eyes and looked at Chu Qiao's pale face and frightened expression. He suddenly stretched out his hand and held her little hand tightly.
"With me, what are you afraid of? If you really can't do it on the last day, please please me. Maybe I'll be in a good mood and I can help you solve everything."
"Hello……"
Chu Qiao took her hand out and hid it behind her back in embarrassment, avoiding An Ge's eyes. Even if she couldn't do anything to please him, she wouldn't do anything to please him.
After An Ge's eyes stared at Chu Qiao's cheek for a long time, he lowered his head and continued to play with him. One of his legs was on the chair and one leg was under the chair. He looked so comfortable that I'm afraid he couldn't find it in the palace.
The second person.
The other junior chefs are used to it,
Chu Qiao turned around and went to prepare the meal. Although there were many helpers to help, the cooking method had to be up to her, and she had to decide the final taste.
After making just the same fresh milk so many times, Chu Qiao felt like she was going to faint. When she looked back at An Ge, he didn’t even raise his head. He didn’t know whether he had confidence in himself or Chu Qiao.
Have confidence.
"The key to boiling the sugar in the shredded fresh milk is to control the appropriate heat and melt the sugar well, otherwise there will be no sugar shreds."
An Ge suddenly said a sentence, as if he had eyes on his forehead. Whenever Chu Qiao was confused, he would suddenly add a sentence, making people suddenly clear.
After the final milk was made, Chu Qiao tasted it and felt that it was bright in color, crunchy and smooth, and she was quite satisfied.
Many junior chefs would deliver the dishes to Chu Qiao. Chu Qiao would give her opinions and then go back and cook them again.
Chu Qiao was so busy that maybe it was because of being so busy, tasting like this, and doing it with her own hands that she truly understood the eating habits of the Mongolian people. These habits are related to the environment and climate characteristics in which they live, that is to say
, it is mainly made of milk, meat, millet and rice, and also uses other grains, beans, vegetables and wild fruits. It is full of the simple taste of nature.
Chu Qiao felt as if she was standing on a vast grassland, watching the large grass waves rolling, and the scent of the grassland came to her nostrils, and she bathed in it.
Turning the lamb chops in his hands, the charcoal fire was strong, and the homemade condiments were sprinkled on it. The bursts of aroma attracted the attention of all the royal chefs.
"It smells so good."
"Come and try it." Chu Qiao squinted her eyes and cut the roasted lamb chops into pieces. It was rare that this was an experimental stage, so everyone could share it.
The royal chefs all came together, and after eating a little, they all nodded. Their original contempt for this woman was gone, and they were filled with admiration. They also understood why Li Chunxiang was promoted as an exception. This woman's control over the taste of the food was indeed remarkable.
There is something extraordinary about it.
Smelling the aroma, An Ge finally couldn't help but put down the wooden cube in his hand.
"Li Chunxiang, you seem to have forgotten someone."
Chu Qiao then turned around, looked at An Ge, and couldn't help laughing. The smell must have made this guy greedy. She quickly took a piece of mutton chop and brought it to An Ge's eyes.
"An Yuchu, please taste it."
Chu Qiao waited for An Ge to take the mutton chops, but An Ge didn't even stretch out his hand, he just opened his mouth and waited.
He is...
Do you want her to feed him? Chu Qiao glanced around awkwardly, and when no one was paying attention, she stuffed the lamb chops into An Ge's mouth, turned around and walked away.
With such a big piece of mutton chop stuffed in his mouth, he couldn't even move his mouth, let alone eat it. An Ge rolled his eyes a few times, then laughed, his eyes fixed on Chu Qiao, and he didn't look away for a long time.
"Okay, let's continue working."
Chu Qiao turned back and glanced at An Ge. The guy was still holding the mutton chop in his mouth. He looked so funny that he couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing.
After such a busy day, the royal chefs packed up and left tiredly.
Chu Qiao stood in the dining room, looking at the finished and semi-finished products, and her heart suddenly became enlightened. The embarrassment and fear when she first entered the imperial dining room, and the fear of not doing anything were gone. Just like what the old imperial chef said, everything depends on
Based on her personal understanding and taste, maybe she is really suitable to be a cook.
Thinking of the old imperial chef, Chu Qiao frowned. She helped the big guy get this done, but the thought of meeting Chong Ximo made her head explode.
"What are you thinking about? It's time to go." An Ge's voice sounded behind her.
"You go first, I want to do some research here." Although the silk-drawn fresh milk was successful, Chu Qiao still felt unsatisfied and wanted to do it again.
"Okay then, I'll stay with you."
An Ge sat back in the chair and fiddled with the things in his hands.
"No, you should go back. I'm almost familiar with the road here." Chu Qiao had the nerve to let him accompany her. Although the dining room was a public place, it was a bit embarrassing to be alone like this.
"Just pretend I don't exist."
An Ge smiled slightly, turned around, and the chair turned around.
Only then did Chu Qiao realize that this chair was very special. It actually had wooden wheels underneath that could be rotated at will. He was really a man who knew how to enjoy himself.
Shaking her head helplessly, Chu Qiao continued to make fresh milk. As soon as the milk cubes were ready, a little eunuch peeked in from outside. It was the little blessing beside the prince.
Little Fortune saw Chu Qiao and looked inside again. When he saw An Ge, a smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Oh, Wang... An Yuchu, why are you still in the dining room? It's so easy to find a little blessing. The emperor will let you pass."