Chapter 82: The Otherworldly Journey of Chinese Cuisine

Qin Lang didn't know what the emperor on the big screen thought, in the final analysis, it was his personal concern for this matter, and his social experience made him have no way to go.

With a smile on his face, he didn't feel dissatisfied or anything because of the other party's words, and then said: "With our current cooperative relationship, if there is something good, I will naturally try it for you first." No, we're going to give you some gifts for the holidays. ”

Saying that he was very cooperative, he picked up the gift box on the side.

The silk rabbit, a unique local product of his hometown, was presented by him in an ectopic plane. Indispensable is also the Peking duck purchased from the local goods building, which tastes pretty good.

The only thing I was worried about was that the silk rabbit needed to be processed to be delicious, and Qin Lang had to teach the other party how to do it.

The special products that were lifted did not arouse great interest in the emperor. The things brought by the emperor's status are not a little bit of a star, every day he eats better than the best things Qin Lang has ever eaten.

Therefore, the so-called specialties that looked good in Qin Lang's eyes were still unconcerned in the eyes of the emperor and did not take them to heart.

Teleport for free, put it away and hand it to the people around you. The emperor showed a longing expression again, licked his mouth and said, "Do you still have beer, provide me some." ”

"Didn't I provide you with a set of production equipment? What's the problem? You still want me to serve you beer? ”

Since the other party was able to dispose of his own gifts and let himself dispose of things, Qin Lang was still very happy. It's good that he didn't reject himself directly, and when the other party asked, he also threw out a question that he didn't understand at the beginning.

The emperor is still a little embarrassed, his status is supposed to have countless things, but the beer still can't do the other party's Cheng, coughed a little and said: "Well, your beer is very good, and I can't forget the taste." ”

Vaguely, I just don't make it clear to you. Qin Lang also knew that he still couldn't know the specifics, so he eliminated the idea of continuing to ask.

Sometimes it's not always necessary to ask clearly, just click to the end.

"Well, there's a batch on sale right now, you can go and snap up some now. After a while, the output will be increased, and the sales volume will be further increased at that time, and it is no problem to provide you with a batch. ”

Qin Lang also decided to continue to expand his own production, of course, he would not choose to extract beer in a workshop-style distillery that had not yet achieved scale, he would produce beer by himself as he had thought before, and then send it to the plane platform for sale.

One is for the plane platform to sell, the other is for the real earth, there is no delay between the two, why not?

There were gifts received, and a new batch of beer was promised to be served, and the emperor still felt satisfied, so he almost put his excitement on his face.

He finished the plane call with Qin Lang in his personal plane terminal, stretched his waist, and said, "This little bit of good luck, it took me a few years to get to where I am now. As a result, in a short period of time, I am about to make a long appointment, and people are really angry compared to people. ”

In comparison, Qin Lang is still inferior to him in some aspects. Take the current situation as an example, the machine qì people standing next to him are not something that Qin Lang can have.

Respectfully standing one step behind him, he followed his master out of the plane terminal.

As an emperor, how could he not have a highly skilled chef, and Qin Lang considered that there was a problem of cooking things that were needed to make things to the emperor's predecessors, so he deliberately went out once and then teleported it to his hands.

By handing over the things, the chef can continue to copy the information in his hand. Over the years, his cooking skills have made him trusted by the emperor, and he is still confident that he can restore the ingredients he is holding in his hands.

First of all, xx roast duck, which has been made. The duck meat has already been sliced, and the rest of the ingredients do not need to be processed.

Simply open the package and put it on the plate, and the first dish to be served is such a famous Chinese dish. The emperor looked at the red, seemingly good food, and was a little skeptical of Qin Lang's previous description.

The things have been presented, and there are several ministers around looking at them, pretending to cough, and then saying: "Everyone, this is the food that I specially collected from the other side, his name is xx roast duck, let's try it." ”

The emperor himself didn't make his words clear, or he simply wanted to see the joke, and he didn't tell the ministers below how to eat roast duck.

In the Chinese people's examination, they will be very speechless, either directly send the red roast duck into their mouths, or they will eat the white film very simply, and the most speechless thing is to eat the shredded green onions.

The minister who ate the roast duck was fine, pouting his lips and expressing disdain for what the emperor said was delicious. The minister who ate the white film and shredded green onions, then faced the emperor with more and more disdain in his heart, what is called food, and he didn't even eat a fart in taste.

"Ministers, how do you feel?" The Emperor forced a smile and said below, when he was in the plane terminal, he had seen the introduction video about this delicacy, and although he had not tried the various flavors of the market above, he already knew it in his chest.

There is also Qin Lang's introduction, and the ministers below are all in his eyes.

Hearing the question of the eldest emperor, even if he has all kinds of disdain and dissatisfaction with the roast duck, he still has to pat himself on the back.

The minister who ate the roast duck said: "Boss, the food you have gathered is delicious, the skin is crispy and the meat is crispy, and the taste in the stomach still has an aftertaste." ”

Late Minister of Onions: "Boss"

All of them are afraid of sycophants, and none of them will tell the truth. The emperor laughed secretly in his heart, and instead of breaking it directly, he began to eat according to the instructions of Qin Lang in the terminal of the previous plane and began to eat according to the steps.

This is the emperor who tasted all the flavors originally, and he was the emperor who temporarily tasted otherworldly food, and the expression of the whole person changed exaggerated after the roast duck was sent into his mouth.

The glasses that had been squinted suddenly opened, and the chewing mouth continued to surge, gradually changing into an expression of enjoyment.

The words comfortable and delicious became the emperor's only evaluation of this otherworldly delicacy, and the other ministers who saw their boss's actions blushed one after another, and the reason for this was their behavior just now.

The roast duck is eaten in the mouth, and the special silk rabbit is sent to the back, and the taste is needless to say.

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