Chapter Twenty-Three: Eating Hot Pot

The imperial dining room is located in front of Sanxi Hall, after the Military Aircraft Department, in the past, Li Yuanhao was also qualified to listen in the small court hall of the Military Aircraft Department, sitting on the corner of the small horse, she often saw Suo Daxue and Su Shangshu arguing with a red face, Wei Saijiu with a wrinkled smile as a peacemaker, left and right, Wu Zhongtang The old god was sitting on the Taishi chair of the first assistant, and the final word was finalized, and then looked at Li Yuanhao, who was listening, seemed to ask: "Understood?" Occasionally, when there were many chapters, Li Yuanhao not only had to help the little eunuch carry the big red boxes containing the chapters from all over the country, but also put pen to paper to approve the red according to the oral statements of the four ministers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Her words are very beautiful, the four adults like it very much, Wu Zhongtang only watched from a distance, did not ponder carefully, when the scholar was idle, he also copied it, Wei sacrificed wine shamelessly, licked his face and let His Majesty the Emperor reward a few words, framed at home, hung on the hall, Li Yuanhao was even more shameless, his mouth was modest, but his subordinates did not stop, and wrote three big characters one after another, let Wei Haokun choose.

At that time, sitting at the military plane, she could smell the fragrance of the imperial dining room, hear the insects and birds chirping outside, and fantasize about an idle life like a bird.

The imperial dining room brings together Sichuan cuisine, Shandong cuisine and other eight cuisines of 100 chefs, they are all famous chefs in the local area, after coming to the palace, in the same room, it is inevitable to intrigue with each other, some good at flattery, treacherous people can also rely on their own to win a soaring future, before the split of the Tang Dynasty, there was a female chef, with a pair of exquisite craftsmanship and eight-sided exquisite character to stand out, not only the palace scenery, but also became the minister who inspected the eight coastal provinces, arrested a lot of corrupt officials, known as the female Qingtian.

After the woman became prominent, someone dug up the woman's life experience, born in a wealthy family, but unfortunately she was a concubine, her family was not welcomed, she was excluded everywhere, she was sick and almost died in her early years, she woke up crazy for a long time, and then the family changed, and she was burdened with a sea of blood and hatred, and she entered the palace by mistake, and achieved a brilliant feat. Compared with the legendary experience, people are more interested in the complicated and cumbersome emotional life of this woman, and the three men have untidy and chaotic entanglements, people sigh and sigh and talk about it, and write the woman's deeds into a romance novel, compiled into an opera opera, which is all the rage, among which a Yue opera "Female Qincha" is the most famous.

Li Yuanhao is fascinated by this.

Seeing His Majesty the Emperor and the little prince, everyone in the imperial dining room knelt down collectively, the fire in the stove reflected the red of the entire imperial dining room, and the noisy and lively just now instantly became silent, only the crackling sound in the oil pot.

Li Yuanhao and Li Xiuce puffed up their noses at the same time, sniffed violently, and said in unison: "It's so fragrant!"

Li Xiuce, who was drooling, lifted the lid of the pot, pinched up a piece of tamale, and stuffed it into Li Yuanhao's mouth: "Brother, do you taste delicious?"

Li Yuanhao feasted, nodded incessantly, and said vaguely: "That's it, that's it, Yu Qing, serve a plate!"

The two continued to sweep forward, and after a while, Yu Qing carried two large food boxes with a bitter face, complaining in his heart that His Majesty the Emperor did not understand the hardships of his subordinates.

"Xiuce, it's so cold today, why don't we eat hot pot!" Li Yuanhao proposed as he looked at the imperial dining room where hundreds of dishes were to be made every day.

"Okay, brother, go to my Chuxiu Palace to eat, or go to your Qianqing Palace to eat?" Li Xiuce was full of energy.

"Go to the Qianqing Palace, it's spacious. ā€

"Good!"

The two people who swept the imperial dining room turned their heads and swept again, and finally, His Majesty the Emperor held a pot in his left hand and charcoal in his right hand, and the little prince was holding a cabbage, carrying a bundle of coriander and a few sweet potatoes, and holding an oyster mushroom in his mouth, and rushed towards the Qianqing Palace.

From a distance, the three of them did not look like a figure with a head and a face in the palace, but like a thief, holding a large bag and a small bag, walking in the palace at a gallop.

The most bitter of the three is the little eunuch Yu Qing, who has three more big baskets on his body for no reason, and he is dead and heavy, and in winter, beads of sweat appear on his brows. The head of the imperial dining room bowed his head and wanted to order someone to send the ingredients to the Qianqing Palace for His Majesty, His Majesty the Emperor waved his hand, no, I can, and then the three baskets fell on Yu Qing's thin shoulders, Yu Qing couldn't see his own eyes, and he thought it was extremely resentful, His Majesty the Emperor was kind, that was to others, and it was easy to use it for the little eunuch Yu Qing.

When he arrived at the Qianqing Palace, Li Yuanhao skillfully filled the coals, puffed out his mouth and blew the fire folds, ignited the coals, set up a small iron pot, and added water.

While picking vegetables, Li Xiuce watched his eldest brother busy coming and going, and couldn't help but sigh: Why is my eldest brother so handsome?

Lying on the ground, Li Yuanhao took out a box from under the bed and opened it gently, the box was divided into many small grids by thin wooden boards, and all kinds of things were stored in the grid, bits and pieces, ordinary, but extraordinarily neat, not at all like something that an emperor would cherish.

An emperor hides secrets and fantasies under his bed, cute and pathetic. Years later, someone once opened this box and burst into tears at one glance.

Taking out a paper packet, Li Yuanhao gently opened it and threw a strange seed into the bubbling pot.

"Brother, what is this?" Li Xiuce asked curiously, the little prince didn't know the common things in ordinary people's homes, so he was particularly interested in strange things.

"Star anise, boiled in a pot can stimulate the fragrance, and the soup is particularly fragrant. Li Yuanhao said, putting the chopped green onions, ginger, chili, sea rice, cinnamon, and mushrooms into the pot.

With a chili pepper base and a mix of sesame oil, rice vinegar and coriander, Li Yuanhao made a large bowl full of her favorite fresh and spicy sauce, tore off a lettuce leaf sticking to the water droplets, lightly dipped the sauce, and stuffed it into her mouth, the corners of her mouth were crooked, and her eyes were crooked.

When he had not yet broken with the Queen Mother, the ancestor once mentioned that the emperor's habit of eating spicy food was exactly the same as that of the daughter-in-law of the mourning family.

She also used rock sugar, minced garlic, sesame juice, soy sauce, fresh onions, and coriander to make a bowl of garlic sauce for Li Xiuce, and used sand tea sauce, garlic paste, crushed peanuts, shrimp paste, and light soy sauce to prepare a bowl of sand tea seafood dipping sauce for Yu Qing, who was busy before and after.

In a moment, the water in the small pot was boiling, and the room was full of fragrance, taking advantage of the gap, Li Yuanhao hurriedly poured the tripe and sheep blood from the imperial dining room into the pot, Li Xiuce skillfully put in the enoki mushroom, and carefully poured the beaten and shaken eggs into the pot.

Waiting for the heat to be enough, Li Yuanhao and Li Xiuce were busy sandwiching chopsticks into the pot, the former picked up a piece of green vegetables and put it into his mouth, and the latter scooped up a piece of tripe into the mouth, the two of them hummed at the same time, and said "delicious" in unison, the tip of the tongue was full of hot aroma, the teeth touched, the tongue rolled, and the food went down, and it was not comfortable.

The little eunuch Yu Qing joined in with a smile on his face, and ate a whole bowl of sand tea seafood dipping sauce alone, His Majesty the Emperor felt that the little eunuch was pitiful, and poured him a plate of his own spicy dipping sauce.

The heat in the room is getting thicker and thicker, the chopsticks are falling faster and faster, the boiling water is constantly clattering, the three of them are sweating profusely, the coals under the small stove are gradually lifeless, the pitch black appearance turns gray, the heat in the room dissipates, Li Yuanhao and Li Xiuce are full of food and support, and sit on the carpet.

The little eunuch Yu Qing was the most embarrassed, holding his stomach with both hands, curled up on the ground, not daring to move, he was afraid that if he moved, his belly would burst.

"Breath!" Li Yuanhao scolded when he saw Yu Qing's appearance.

"It's not all to blame for the delicious sauce made by Your Majesty!" said the little eunuch, who often forgot that he was just a little eunuch.

Li Yuanhao smiled like a flower, others praised her for being handsome and talented, she never felt happy, but if someone praised her for her beautiful writing and delicious cooking, His Majesty the Emperor's mouth could crack to the back of his head.

"Oops, hey......" Li Xiuce's belly was round after eating, and he stood up with his hands propped up: "Brother, I can't do it anymore, I want to go out for a walk and eliminate the food in my stomach." ā€

"It's dark outside, you have to be careful, brother doesn't have the strength to go out. Li Yuanhao said.

"Then I'll go out first. The little prince Li Xiuce kicked Yu Qing on the ground, and Yu Qing immediately tossed and led him out of the palace.

I can't say why, the little eunuch who is not afraid of His Majesty the Emperor sometimes shows timidity in front of the little prince Li Xiuce.

Li Yuanhao supported himself, walked to the desk and picked up a book, flickering, driving away the taste of the room, eating hot pot is very good, the preparation before eating is very lively, the process of eating is very enjoyable, but the smell of oil smoke after eating is very annoying.

Li Yuanhao, who has a slight cleanliness habit and obsessive-compulsive disorder, dislikes it very much, when Wu Qingyuan was still in Tai'an City, the two had a deep discussion on how to remove the smell of oil smoke after the hot pot, Li Yuanhao said that you can open the window to ventilate and remove the spark, light incense to burn the smell of coal, and drink strong tea to remove greasy. Wu Qingyuan shook his head and said that the best way to treat the symptoms is ...... He bought the pass and said no more. Li Yuanhao pricked up his ears and listened. Wu Qingyuan had a straight face and said that the best way was to eat bare-ass. Li Yuanhao was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily, punched Wu Qingyuan on the shoulder, and laughed unconsciously.

Hey, if you think about it, that was three years ago.