The four hundred and ninetieth chapter will carry the mouth to the end
After more than twenty dishes were served, in the large special kitchen under Xinglong Tea House, most of the chefs naturally did not want to stay here and suffer from the fire, and had already left to a special place to rest. The ratings of those dishes included
The emperor's ratings, whether they were those who left to rest or those chefs who were still fighting at this time, all listened to their ears and remembered them in their hearts.
Therefore, the chef who is preparing a few Kung Fu dishes is worried, but he can't help but encourage himself in his heart. But at this moment, someone is slowly stirring the casserole with a spoon, and the person who was humming leisurely just now is
Although the song had stopped, people poured cold water on everyone at this moment.
"Well, more than twenty dishes have already been served. I'm afraid the emperor is already full. Even if delicacies from the mountains and seas are served later, it's hard to say whether he will be able to eat them."
At this point, Song Juren noticed that the glances around him were like needle pricks. He realized that he had made a mistake, so he immediately laughed, and then he smiled at everyone and cupped his hands: "Everyone just think that I am idle.
Just talk if you have nothing to say... Well, with my three-legged cat skills, it is absolutely impossible to break through to the semi-finals. I wish everyone a good result."
"Fortunately, this time, thirty is entered into fifteen, and the probability of winning is 50-50. But the probability of winning is much higher than in the preliminary round."
Song Juren has already shown that he is no match. Those chefs are depressed, but they can only choose not to care about others - this weird chef is Juren, and he is currently hiding in the capital.
In the family of Zhang Shou, the popular Dr. Guozi, even the family member surnamed Song couldn't carry him back, so what else could they do with him?
At this time, a chef who was a few people away from Song Juren seemed to be unhappy in his heart, and as if to express his depression, he suddenly sighed deeply: "What a miscalculation. I would have known that this Buddha jumping over the wall was such a waste of time.
I will cook other dishes instead!”
People originally just used words to comfort themselves and complain, but Song Juren couldn't help but said scornfully again: "Buddha jumping over the wall is not a common dish in the first place, right? There are abalone, sea cucumber, fish lips, fish maw, scallops, mushrooms and tendons...
Hey, there are so many types of precious ingredients that I can’t even count them. There are all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, how can they be home-cooked?”
Even though they were both Cantonese, the chef who was talking wanted to beat Song Juren, a talkative guy, to death!
For today's competition, he had temporarily prepared many recipes, and he most hoped to use this Buddha Jumping Over the Wall. After all, this was the name of a dish casually mentioned by Taizu during his tour to the south, and the ingredients were also mentioned, but after all, because
There was a lack of preparation, and there were too many delicacies and delicacies that could not be cooked. The talented and heroic founding monarch also did not eat them, so this is very symbolic.
As for this Royal Chef Selection Competition, all the ingredients needed for the competition were purchased by the Si Li Jianwai Yamen. Originally, there was a rumor that simplicity was the main focus to avoid excessive expenses. However, major venues are very good at taking advantage of loopholes. The previous
Before the second preliminary competition day, they all thought of a way, which was to donate money and then make a list of the ingredients they needed.
Originally, this would inevitably become a method of fraud, but Chu Kuan, the Supervisor of Ceremonies, personally took care of it. Except for purchasing ingredients, all the donated money was sent to the public school. Therefore, this time Song Huishou donated a donation at his Guangdong Guild Hall.
After making a large sum of money, he knew in advance that the Secretary Li Jianwai Yamen had already purchased all the delicacies he needed, and had them all prepared.
When he found out that the emperor was coming and announced the test questions, he made up his mind as he was not sure whether he could do Buddha Jumping Over the Wall. Anyway, there are probably no Cantonese among the judges today, and they may not know what is involved in Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, right?
Home cooking.
Just go back and send the can of carefully prepared soup, leaving all the ingredients in it. Who knows how it was made? As long as the emperor can praise it...
Because of this, when he was choosing ingredients just now, he still squeezed in front and was finally able to get these things. But now everything has been exposed by this annoying person named Song!
Seeing several other chefs looking at him with strange eyes, Chef Chen, who was already furious, pretended to be calm and said: "How can Tianjia's home-cooked food be compared with that of ordinary people? You
Shouldn’t these things mentioned be the most commonly used in the royal family?”
However, today's Song Juren seems to have vowed to carry out his bad words to the end. He laughed directly and said disapprovingly: "Outsiders often guess how the royal family lives. Some people in the fields speculate that the emperor drinks soy milk and drinks a bowl of soy milk.
One bowl of white flour steamed buns is enough every day, because he himself has never eaten anything better."
"Some people claim to be knowledgeable, and they speculate that dragon liver, phoenix marrow, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, everything can be eaten in the palace. But who's stomach can bear to eat this every day? Zhu Da
The young lady is a person who often goes to the palace and often eats in the palace. She even complained before that the imperial dining room that used to be in charge of Guanglu Temple was cooked like pig food."
He paused and continued: "Now the imperial dining room is short of a chef. The Queen Mother felt sorry for the Emperor, so she transferred two cooks from her small kitchen. The Queen Mother has always been frugal and mostly eats vegetarian food on weekdays, so
The emperor often eats various health-preserving vegetarian foods these days. Sometimes he stews some ginseng chicken soup as a supplement. Fortunately, Guanglu Temple is not in charge of purchasing it now, otherwise the price of live chickens and eggs would be ridiculously expensive..."
Song Juren originally planned to continue talking, but when he realized that the expression of the chef next to him was obviously wrong, as if he was planning to rush over and beat him to death, he chuckled and closed his mouth again.
But he stopped talking. The unlucky Chef Chen, who was waiting for Buddha to jump over the wall to stew, could not suppress his anger at all.
He glared at Song Juren fiercely and said word by word: "Mr. Song, even if you know that bit of news in the palace, if you show it off casually, isn't it against the royal taboo?"
Leaking out forbidden Chinese is a serious crime! If I can't be the royal chef, I won't let you, a foul-mouthed guy, have an easy time!
Song Juren just because what he is doing right now is to work hard, and because he has no expectations for the future of breaking through the semi-finals, he is not as worried about gains and losses as he was on the preliminaries day, so he can't help but show the same temper as when he was tit-for-tat with Fang Qing. However,
But he forgot that the group of chefs in front of him were all chefs who had been working at the stove for decades, and they were not stupid young people like Fang Qing.
At this moment, he had originally planned to call it quits, but when he was suddenly slapped with such a big label, his intention to calm things down suddenly disappeared, and he immediately retorted angrily: "What kind of leak is this about the banned Chinese language? The emperor has investigated thoroughly before
When I was in Guanglu Temple, I once openly criticized the poor food in the palace in recent years in the court hall."
"As for the Queen Mother's eating habits, it has been known to everyone since her early years. You don't know that it is because you are ignorant!"
When it came to this matter, Chef Chen finally didn't want to endure it anymore. Even if the other party was the nephew of Song Huizhu, even if the other party was a famous scholar, he still picked up the long spoon and roared towards it.
Song Juren rushed over. Seeing this scene, Song Juren naturally reacted very quickly and ran away, continuing to talk rudely while running.
"A gentleman talks but never moves! Chef Chen, as a chef, you are too impatient! How can you cook good food if you don't have imprint!"
"I just have no energy today! Even if I get stabbed, I still have to beat you to death, you hairless brat!"
Some of the other chefs were shocked, some were happy, and some were gloating and sarcastic, but when they found Chef Song running around their stoves, they thought that the food they had worked so hard to prepare was still in the pot.
If the chef destroyed it, then the gain would outweigh the loss. Several chefs immediately hurriedly stepped forward to intercept it.
Finally, there were more people and more strength. As someone quickly snatched the big spoon from Chef Chen's hand, two more people stopped him, one from behind and the other from the front. Finally, Chef Chen, who was almost going crazy, was stopped.
Was stopped.
However, despite being stopped, Chef Chen, who was panting heavily, still couldn't help shouting curses.
"Song, how proud of you! You are a dignified person, but you are fighting for your job with chefs like us. You are shameless and ignore your family's cultivation of you!"
"Don't you just know how to make some sugar water? What's the big deal? There are only 8,000 or less people in Guangdong who can make sugar water. Others just don't have the opportunity to come to the capital like you! You don't have a pretty face.
, the princess was so angry when we first met her. If she wants to rely on this little skill to make a career in the capital through crooked ways, there is no way!"
This time, it was Song Juren himself who turned blue with anger. But just as he was about to retaliate and scold him, he suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice coming from outside: "Mr. Song, you are such a loser.
Isn’t it done yet?”
Song Juren was slightly startled, then he looked around and saw at the door that it was the same young eunuch who came to summon him under the banner of Princess Yongping on the last preliminary competition day.
Seeing the person glance at the others curiously, the big kitchen that was noisy just now suddenly became quiet. He was not sure whether the person had seen the ridiculous scene just now, and his face suddenly felt a little feverish.
He hurried back to the stove, first carefully opened the pot and looked at it for a few times, and then used a delicate silver spoon to stir it gently. When he saw that it was almost done, he hurriedly added chopped green onion, and used a soft cloth to support his hands, and put the huge casserole into the pot.
Take it off the fire.
Immediately afterwards, he rubbed his hands and smiled honestly at the little eunuch who came forward slowly: "I just cooked some casserole porridge, because I didn't use ready-made broth, but cooked it myself before.
So it took a little time."
When he saw the young eunuch appear, Chef Chen already realized that Song Juren, who was summoned by the princess on the day of the preliminary competition, and reportedly had a big quarrel with the princess afterwards, but actually lived in Zhangyuan openly, was indeed better than himself.
He had a greater advantage at the top. But when he heard that Song Juren actually made casserole porridge, he suddenly felt angry and disgusted.
"Just now Mr. Song said that the dishes I cook are not homely. Is it possible that your casserole porridge is very homely? In Cantonese-style casserole porridge, the pot of stock is very expensive, not to mention the seafood and fish that will be added later.
Meat... Do you dare to tell me how much you added to this pot of porridge? Hum, you don’t need to tell me, all the ingredients were registered when you received them!"
Song Juren then smiled and glanced at Chef Chen contemptuously: "People like you only know that rare ingredients are precious, but you don't know that there is another saying in the world, which is to turn decay into magic!"
As he spoke, he raised his chin, as if he was too lazy to tell you more. No matter how angry Chef Chen was, he put the casserole on the plate. When he was about to reach out and pick it up himself
By that time, the young eunuch had already snatched the strip.
"I'll just take it to the third floor. However, Mr. Song, although your casserole is big, if you really make porridge and share it with so many people, I'm afraid no one can get a spoonful."
"Haha, hahaha." This time, it was Song Juren's turn to laugh. He didn't need to look to know what the other chefs, especially Chef Chen, thought of him, but he could only say with a guilty conscience, "I
It was after finishing the soup that I remembered that there were nearly a hundred guests upstairs and downstairs. Even if the soup was cooked into porridge, it might not be enough. In short, my focus is on participation, participation..."
Realizing that Song Juren was really just participating, some of the other chefs were relieved, while others couldn't help but look at Chef Chen with pity, who was provoked by Song Juren's few words and lost his temper in public. But Chef Chen saw that the young eunuch was actually
He asked Song Juren to take food to the third floor with him, but he himself even regretted it.
He said that the Buddha jumped over the wall and wanted to show off the so-called recipes left by Taizu, but he ended up making a fuss!
Enemies are quickly forged and forgotten quickly, and this refers to people like Song Juren. When he entered the first floor of Xinglong Teahouse, the dispute he had just had in the big kitchen had been forgotten by him, and when he waited
After going up to the second and third floors and receiving the baptism of collective attention again and again, he didn't even remember the trivial dispute at all, he was just too nervous.
And when he met the emperor in person and after saluting, when he saw the emperor raised his head and looked at him after listening to the eunuch's explanation that the porridge in the casserole was not enough, Song Juren, who was always stupid and bold, couldn't help but look back.
The vest is sweating.
He didn't know if this was his illusion... Anyway, he felt that there was murderous intent in the emperor's eyes when he looked at him!
The emperor indeed had murderous intent in his eyes. Firstly, after his stomach was half full, he was aroused by the drama planned by Zhang Shou. Moreover, after seeing the first issue of the Journal and the Business Journal, he sniffed out
While there were business opportunities behind him, he was also aware of the hidden dangers. Secondly... he felt unhappy when he thought that it was the incomprehensible Juren in front of him who had made his precious daughter so angry.
So, he lowered his head and glanced at the casserole that had not yet opened the lid, and then said calmly: "Since you didn't make enough portions, does that mean that you don't want to be the royal chef in your heart? You don't want to be the royal chef, but you come to participate.
When I heard about the selection of royal chefs before, I thought it was a strange thing... Haha, okay, come here and serve me a bowl."
At this point, seeing the panic on Song Juren's face, the emperor smiled and showed a few shining white teeth: "If it's really okay, that's it. If it's not good... Haha!"