The afternoon sun is very pleasant and warm, and it stands to reason that it is best to stop what you are doing at this time and find a quiet and comfortable place to drink a cup of afternoon tea. But in Li Xiaoyu's back kitchen www.biquge.info it is busy at the moment, from the chef to the helper, everyone is tense, they all know that if they want to come to the expensive guests, they must be foolproof.

"Chef, do you really give those guests kimchi fried rice cakes?" The back kitchen dun tou put the cut rice cake and kimchi in front of Li Xiaoyu, and to be honest, he felt a little sorry for the customer. Some of the cherished ingredients in the back kitchen are that the young lady doesn't need them there, but she asked him to go to the Goguryeo descendants on the side of the broken courtyard in the fourth lane, and bring a jar of kimchi and a pot of freshly cooked rice cakes.

Li Xiaoyu picked up a piece of crystal clear rice cake and put it in his mouth, chewed a few bites, felt the chewy taste and fragrant glutinous taste, and was very satisfied with the rice cake brought back by He Duntou. "These things you picked are all of the highest quality, why can't you make them for your guests? How? Are you not confident in your ingredients? ”

He Duntou smiled helplessly, and scratched his head in embarrassment, "Chef, I heard that the guest who came today is the one, you can't give him something to eat!" He Duntou pointed to the sky, the muscles on his face collapsed, and he didn't know if it was because of excitement or worry.

"Well, that master is also a mortal body, and he still has to eat, drink, and drink, and eat the same abalone and shark's fin, cabbage and radish, and eat it all the same in his stomach, and the cooking is delicious, and it is delicious. There are so many kinds of ingredients, and the recipes are ever-changing, such as this kimchi fried rice cake, the practice of a bowl of a few pennies on the street is the same, and the fried rice cake in my store is the same, this thing cannot be compared. Li Xiaoyu said as he wiped the cooking knife.

Fried rice cake is a special food of the Han New Year. There are many ways to make it, and different methods use different ingredients, each of which is delicious and nutritious. Introduced to the Korean Peninsula since ancient times, this Chinese commoner diet was loved by Korean aristocrats. Fried rice cakes, also known as spicy fried rice cakes, are a traditional delicacy of the Korean Peninsula and were eaten only by kings in ancient Korea.

Li Xiaoyu checked the prepared ingredients while urging the second chef and the firehead, but at this time, Qingluo walked into the back kitchen with a man.

"Miss, who do you see coming?" Qingluo chirped open the door and led the man into the back kitchen with a smile. Li Xiaoyu looked at it and recognized this person as Shen Shuo, the general of the Xiao Cavalry, and Shen Shuo's mother was Li Feng's younger sister, who died when Li Feng was very young. At that time, he was only four years old when his mother died, and because his sister was in the palace, the death was unknown, and Li Feng had entered the palace several times to ask for a clear investigation, but then it was all gone.

Jingbian Marquis Li Feng was also worried that Shen Shuo would encounter accidents in the palace, so he simply took Shen Shuo to live in Jingbian Hou's mansion, and dared to take the prince home to live. Shen Shuo, like Li Xiaoyu, both had early deaths of their mothers, so the relationship between the two has been very good since childhood, and he was Shen Shuo's follower back then.

Li Xiaoyu greeted him with a smile, Shen Shuo took care of himself when he was a child, compared to Li Duan, Li Yu and Shen Shuo were closer, "Brother, why are you here?" ”

Shen Shuo was still wearing only a padded jacket today, and he didn't bring a servant, and his smile was full of enthusiasm, "I.... I'm fine, so I'll take a look. ”

"It's just right, Your Majesty has a private visit today, and you want to come to the store to eat, so you can take a bite by the way, right?" After Li Xiaoyu finished speaking, Shen Shuo still had a smile on his face, without the slightest hint of surprise.

"Uh... Xiaoyu, in fact, I came to ask, are your dishes ready? Suddenly, Shen Shuo's expression changed, and his tone became more serious.

"Well, it's basically almost, brother, please do something, can you see it?"

"Please? Brother, just say it, I can help as much as I can. In Li Xiaoyu's memory, Shen Shuo was a military general, and he was not as scheming as King Kang; He has a good temper, he is not as impulsive as King Ande, and he is easy to get along with; In terms of being a person, he is even more indifferent, not as unruly as Shen Xiao.

"Xiao Yu, can you let me see the recipe you will present to the emperor later?" Shen Shuo said and took out a piece of white paper from his arms, on which were written "spicy fried rice cake, ginger duck, cold salad bellflower, grilled mentai fish, takoyaki, kimchi clam soup, dessert after dinner." ”

Shen Shuo couldn't help but nod after reading it, frowned and said, "Xiao Yu, can I add another dish to this recipe?" ”

"Huh?" Li Xiaoyu is still very confident in her recipes, and these dishes are carefully selected by her.

"What kind of dish are you going to fill?" When it came to his own dishes, Li Xiaoyu's tone became much more serious

Shen Shuo raised his eyebrows, and then gritted his teeth and spit out these two words, "Fried noodles." ”

"Chow mein? What is that? ”

"The military rations that the Jing Bianwei ate during the battle in Goguryeo were flour that was crushed and fried with soybeans and some grains."

"Put military rations in the recipe? I haven't tried this, is that thing delicious? ”

"It's not tasty..... It should probably be said that it is unpalatable. ”

"If it's unpalatable, you have to add it to the recipe for Your Majesty to eat? What do you want to say to Your Majesty? Li Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes and looked at the brother in front of him who had "reunited after a long absence".

Shen Shuo nodded slightly, "That's right, I want my father to know the difficult conditions when we fight in Jingbianwei, and this soybean noodle is the best embodiment of the kind of combat conditions that can be used in a mouthful of fried noodles and a mouthful of snow." Shen Shuo said as he took out a dry food belt from his arms and poured the fried noodles in the bag into a large bowl.