Chapter 425: I feel something is wrong when I eat something today (please subscribe and vote)
All the high-level and high-level cadres of the old Cheng family all had dark faces. Who can understand these ghost things?
Cheng Chubi didn't bother to explain to them what prescription medicine was. He couldn't understand the higher level. As a human being, you have to retain a sense of mystery.
"Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, will be responsible for the pig feed matter... Well, I will tell Uncle Fu the composition of your formula later.
As for how to build the pig house and recruit people, I have to worry about you two, Uncle Sheng and Uncle Ying."
"When purchasing piglets, I need Uncle Ji and Uncle Ping to lend a hand. The piglets can be picked slowly to prevent sick pigs from entering the pen."
As Cheng Chubi assigned tasks in an orderly manner, everyone carefully wrote down their own tasks.
As for the construction of the pig house, including the structural drawings, Cheng Chubi also handed it over to Cheng Sheng and Cheng Ying.
"Then Third Young Master, let's take our leave first..."
Cheng Chubi stopped everyone and said with a smile.
"Why are you so anxious? The emperor has no shortage of hungry soldiers. You haven't tasted the pigs raised by our old Cheng family. You may be worried when you start doing things.
Uncle Fu, today we will pick the fattest pig and slaughter it, so that everyone can taste the deliciousness of the pork from our old Cheng family."
When the housekeeper, Uncle Fu, thought of the pork delicacies made by the young master, he couldn't help but smile and praised them repeatedly.
"Haha... Third Young Master's words make sense. Okay, I'll make arrangements now."
When the stewards strode away with full enthusiasm, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but feel a little high-spirited.
I came to the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty and finally started to do big things. As the saying goes, if you want to get rid of poverty and become rich, have fewer children and raise more pigs.
Hmm... In this era, children must be born more often, and pigs must be raised more often. Only by running the two tracks in parallel can the Tang Dynasty become more prosperous and powerful.
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"That's not right...there's still something wrong with this taste..."
Li Chengqian changed to another dish and tasted it with some displeasure, his brows furrowed as if he had encountered some big problem.
Seeing Ning Zhong's face bewildered, he subconsciously turned to look at the eunuch who was delivering the meal.
The eunuch in charge turned pale and shook his head at Ning Zhong with an innocent look on his face.
"Grandpa Ning, I just followed Master Cheng's method and didn't move at all."
Li Chengqian noticed the expression of the eunuch in charge. Fortunately, His Highness the Prince was always kind to others, so he smiled and comforted him.
"It's okay, maybe I have a bitter taste in my mouth today, and when I eat something, I feel something is wrong with the taste."
"Your Highness, I swear to God, I have been keeping an eye on those cooks and I will never slack off in the slightest."
"Okay, okay, what a big deal...well, I've almost used it alone, so let's remove these first..."
Following Li Chengqian's words, the eunuch in charge nodded and came forward to collect all the leftovers and exited the side hall of Li Zhengdian.
Ning Zhong came up to Li Chengqian and looked at Li Chengqian with some confusion. "Could it be that your highness is a little tired of today's dishes?"
"How about I ask them to change the recipe tomorrow?"
"Hmm..." Li Chengqian thought for a moment and couldn't help but smile sheepishly.
"It must be that Gu's appetite has been spoiled by Brother Chu Bi's craftsmanship. Forget it, let's try other dishes tomorrow."
When Ning Zhong saw Li Chengqian like this, he naturally couldn't say anything else.
But when Li Chengqian started taking a lunch break, Ning Zhong quietly rushed to the Dianshan Kitchen and severely reprimanded the Dianshan Kitchen staff.
And asked them to change the dishes tomorrow.
"Remember, if there is another problem tomorrow, don't blame our family for being unkind." Ning Zhong glared at these guys with a dark look, and then walked away angrily.
The eunuch in charge breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the aggrieved cook, and sighed helplessly.
"Chef Deng, if you need any food, just come to our house, but don't have to travel again tomorrow."
Chef Deng bowed to the eunuch in charge rather aggrievedly, then touched his chin, confused as to what was going on with today's dishes.
"I still cook for His Highness the Crown Prince according to the techniques taught by General Cheng. Is it possible that there is a problem?"
"Master, no, the disciple has been staring at it, as well as the process and heat conditions. They are all recorded in this book. There should be no mistakes."
"The ingredients are right, and the ingredients are right, so why does His Highness say it tastes bitter..."
Chef Deng scratched his scalp with a frown on his face. What a shame, the person above him just said a few words and the person below broke his leg.
"Dad, how about we try it again and taste it ourselves to see what's going on?" Chef Deng's son and proud disciple Deng Xiaochu asked in a low voice.
"Well... ok, come here, copy the guy, and bring us another portion of the ingredients we just prepared for His Highness."
As soon as Chef Deng started, the entire Dianshan kitchen started to move again. Today's dishes are not complicated, including haggis soup, fried rabbit meat, stir-fried vegetables, and one cold skin jelly.
Chef Deng picked up the bowls and chopsticks and began to taste the newly cooked dishes.
"There is no problem with the skin jelly, and the ingredients are provided by General Cheng. The ingredients used are soy sauce, minced garlic and vinegar."
"This haggis soup, well, the taste is not much different from the past..."
"Huh?...There is indeed something wrong."
"Is there something wrong?" Chef Deng's heart suddenly lifted.
"Dish, there's something wrong with these two stir-fried dishes... Dad, try it." Chef Deng's brows knitted together tightly.
After Chef Deng took a chopstick of each dish, his brows were furrowed and his face was full of panic.
"What's going on? When I cooked this dish two days ago, there was no bitter taste at all."
At this time, the eunuch in charge also rushed over. After hearing this, he tasted two chopsticks himself and couldn't help but look sad.
"What exactly is going on?"
"If it's due to the ingredients, it's impossible for both dishes to have problems." Chef Deng slowly shook his head and explained.
"Dad, could it be a problem with the material?"
"Yes, check the seasonings." Chef Deng nodded, his eyes falling on the handymen.
"Have you added any seasonings in the past two days?"
"Go back to Chef Deng and add more pepper, pepper, dogwood, and salt."
"Bring them all here..." The eunuch in charge looked so gloomy that it was scary. Could it be that some bastard had something go wrong while purchasing the seasonings?
The three of them personally took the condiments into their mouths and tasted them one by one. There was no problem with the Sichuan peppercorns, the vine peppers, and the dogwood.
Salt is as bitter as ever...
"It's no problem..."
"Then, what's going on?" The three people looked at each other, confused.
"Dad, that seems to be wrong...the color of the salt is wrong."