The score of 83_83499 Kitchen Competition is very simple, the chefs will offer the prepared food to the emperor and others to taste, after tasting the people will be scored according to the upper, middle and lower three levels, and when all the chefs finish the dishes, the waiter in charge of the rating will select the four chefs who have the most wins, and then report it to the emperor for reward.

Du Qiyue was the last one in the pastry group to offer dim sum, he put the eight plates of dim sum dedicated to the emperor, the queen, the queen mother and Princess Yunyu on the tray, bowed his head and walked to the high platform, and said respectfully: "Please taste the emperor, the queen, the queen mother, and the princess." ”

The little eunuch on the side hurriedly roared: "Chef Du presents dim sum glazed shrimp dumplings and flower cakes—" and then took the dim sum and brought it to the four emperors.

Two plates of dim sum and one plate are four steamed shrimp dumplings made into the shape of small fish, the shrimp dumplings look white and fat, made with a head and a tail, Du Qiyue also put sesame seeds on the top as eyeballs, put them in the lake blue small dish with water lines, it looks like a real fish, not to mention how flattering.

The plate of cakes is even more amazing, the snow-white plate is boxy with a large piece of palm, all smeared with white cream, two circles of tender yellow cloud patterns on all sides, and two blooming flowers, one red and one purple, lined with tender green leaves, look really like real flowers. Du Qiyue also wrote two small poems with jam in the blank space, each cake is different, it is really beautiful and innovative.

Ju Yanyang looked at these two dim sum and liked it very much, and with a little smugness that came out of nowhere, he smiled and said kindly to Du Qiyue who was standing in front of him: "Don't lower your head, raise your head, tell me what is your name?" ”

Hearing this, Du Qiyue slowly raised his head and replied, "Back to the emperor, the little one's name is Du Qiyue." ”

"Falling off the remnants of the red began to spit out the fang, the good name is called the King of Flowers. boasted of the unparalleled beauty in the world, and monopolized the first fragrance in the world. Ju Yanyang read the poem on the cake in front of him, and his heart was even more satisfied, and asked with a smile: "This poem is good, have you read books before?" ”

"Back to the emperor, I've read it." Du Qiyue replied a little nervously, to be honest, even if he raised his head, he didn't dare to look at the emperor directly. But fortunately, he didn't look at the emperor, otherwise he would have to be startled when he saw the emperor's appearance, these two people are close, and the more they look at it, the more they look alike.

"The writing is good, now I'll see how your cooking skills are." Ju Yanyang looked at Du Qiyue's eyes drifting left and right with some amusement, picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of a crystal shrimp dumpling first.

The white crystal shrimp dumpling skin is as thin as paper, translucent, and the red filling inside can be faintly seen. When you put it on, you can feel that the outer skin is slightly flexible, but it is not difficult to bite into it, and when the teeth penetrate the skin and bite the filling, the delicious juice unique to the shrimp inside is left, and then you chew the filling with small pieces of shrimp meat, and the mouth is full of umami.

"This stuffing is so good, it tastes smooth and fresh, it's very good." Ju Yanyang swallowed what was in his mouth and nodded with satisfaction.

"Emperor Xie praises!" Du Qiyue breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this.

Ju Yanyang saw Du Qiyue's appearance of secretly breathing a sigh of relief, smiled in his heart, and opened his mouth to eat four crystal shrimp dumplings in a row. Some officials in the audience saw it, and hurriedly followed to eat the shrimp dumplings on their plates, and then quickly wrote a word on the paper, they are the best at observing words and feelings, seeing that the emperor likes this Du Qiyue naturally expressed his position, and said that Du Qiyue's shrimp dumplings are indeed delicious, obviously using sea shrimp, but there is no fishy smell of shrimp at all, but eating fresh and sweet, completely worthy of a word.

Zhao Yiyun picked up the last crystal shrimp dumpling on the plate and ate it in small bites, this crystal shrimp dumpling is one of his favorite dim sum, Du Qiyue has made it for him many times, although the filling made this time is not his favorite taste, but he is still very happy to eat it.

Although Zhao Yiyun is a brother, he is Zhao Zijin's sister-in-law, so he also sits in the first row, and next to him are Zhao Ziqing and Zhao Yilan. ”

Although Zhao Yiyun didn't look down on Zhao Yilan, a cousin who didn't do business all day long and only knew how to eat, drink and have fun, he didn't hate him much because of his blood relationship, but since Du Qiyue told him about Zhao Yilan and people talking to him last time, his few feelings for this cousin have been replaced by disgust. Hearing his words at this time, Zhao Yiyun didn't even raise his eyelids, and said lightly after putting down the chopsticks: "The taste of this shrimp dumpling is really good." ”

"That's natural, the emperor has said it, how can there be a bad reason." Zhao Yiyun's appearance really made Zhao Yilan feel that he had punched the cotton, which was very boring, and after saying this, he snorted and turned his head.

Ju Yanyang finished eating the shrimp dumplings, raised his chopsticks and was about to pick up the cake again, but looking at the beautiful flower cake, he was in trouble for a while, and he didn't know how to put down the chopsticks.

"How do you eat this, Du Qiyue, you made this dim sum so beautiful, I am reluctant to destroy it." Ju Yanyang said with a little embarrassment.

Ju Yanyang's words can tell the voices of other people, these people just don't know how to eat this cake! At this time, they all set their eyes on Du Qiyue, waiting for his answer.

Du Qiyue smiled and said: "Back to the emperor, I usually use a small silver spoon with a straight handle to cut a small piece from the corner and eat it little by little, so that it is not easy to spread the cream on this cake on the plate, but there are no special rules on how to eat, as long as you eat it according to your own preferences." ”

"I see." Ju Yanyang nodded clearly, took a silver straight-handled spoon from a set of tableware in his hand, and cut the side of the spoon to the corner of the cake as Du Qiyue said.

Ju Yanyang originally thought that this cake should be a kind of hard pastry, because the cream decoration on this cake looked like it was carved out of stone, and it didn't look soft, but when the spoon touched the surface of the cake, Ju Yanyang found that the cake was indescribably soft, and he almost didn't use his vitality, and the spoon cut into the pale yellow thing inside. Ju Yanyang sighed, then simply cut off a corner of the cake, and said interestingly: "Why is this cake so soft, what is the yellow in it?" ”

"Back to the emperor, this is the cake, and the outer layer is smeared with cream. This cake is the softest, and the watermelon is a big piece, and it is no more than the size of a fist when compacted. ”

"Really, then I'd like to taste such a soft cake." Ju Yanyang scooped up the cut corner of the cake with a spoon, opened his mouth and took it into his mouth, and his mouth was immediately filled with a rich milky flavor. The sweet cream quickly melted in his mouth, this strange and extremely tempting taste surprised Ju Yanyang, he couldn't help licking it with his tongue, and the small piece of cake in his mouth was instantly crushed and melted, leaving only a faint sweetness.

Ju Yanyang doesn't pay attention to appetite, but he really likes this snack called cake, and when he saw the people sitting below looking at him not moving the spoon, he smiled and waved his hand, and said: "This dim sum is good, it's good, don't look at it, eat it quickly, make sure you all like it!" ”

When the princes and ministers sitting down heard this, they immediately picked up the small silver spoons, carefully cut a piece of the corner of the cake like Ju Yanyang did just now, and then stuffed it into their mouths.

Du Qiyue observed the people on both sides with the corner of his eye, these people seemed to have said in advance, the corner that was cut was the same as the corner cut by Ju Yanyang, Du Qiyue said heartily, sure enough, the emperor today is very powerful, he must be more careful.

Cake is a dessert that almost no one hates except for those who have an aversion to sweets, and children and women like it the most, and the cake seems to have an indescribable temptation in both appearance and taste, making people can't stop eating it. Such a dessert will naturally not reduce his charm when it comes to Dafeng Dynasty, and it will cage the hearts of almost all people again.

The prince's ministers all showed satisfied looks on their faces, and several ministers seemed to be born as martial artists, and they didn't attach so much importance to the rules, holding this small spoon in their hands that was not much bigger than their thumbs, and a spoonful was a big piece of square cake, the size of a palm, and it was eaten in just three or two bites in the hands of these people.

The ministers born of the literati ate more and more delicately, and they were not willing to destroy the good poems written on the cake, nor did they want to destroy the beautiful cream flowers, so they only dug a little bit in the corners, until the blank space was all dug up, and then they were reluctant to eat the leaves and then the flowers, and finally swallowed the good poems together.

The ministers' families ate it more naturally and more pleasing to the eye. Whether it's a brother or a woman, they seem to have a natural knowledge of how to eat sweets, and they have learned the best way to do it without having to anyone. Many of these family members gently scrape a layer of cream from the side of a spoon, and after tasting the aroma of the cream in their mouths, they dig up a piece of cake and stuff it into their mouths to neutralize the unique sweetness of the cream.

Of course, for Du Qiyue, the most beautiful thing to eat here must be Zhao Yiyun, but unfortunately the position where Zhao Yiyun is sitting is now behind Du Qiyue, and Du Qiyue's eyes are cramping before he can see a little Zhao Yiyun's voice from the corner of his eye, but in this way he is already very satisfied.

Empress Dowager Zhang Hui didn't like sweets very much, although she thought the cake was delicious, she didn't eat more, but she put down the spoon after a few bites. She looked Du Qiyue up and down quietly, and calculated in her heart the weight of what Ju Yanyang just said to let Princess Yunyu recognize Du Qiyue's words, and then said with a kind smile: "This flower cake is really a rare delicious snack, and the mourning family likes it tightly." And it seems that the mourning family is based on Chef Du's skills, it's a pity not to stay in the palace, I don't know if you are willing? ”

Du Qiyue frowned, the score of the kitchen competition has not yet come out, the Queen Mother's words are obviously recruiting him black, in case he is not selected, then what should other chefs who have not been selected think of him. It should have been his own volition to say whether to stay in the palace or not, but now that Empress Dowager Zhang Hui asked him this in this situation, how could he answer. If he told the truth that he didn't want to stay in the palace as an imperial chef, the Queen Mother had already said that he liked his craftsmanship before, and if he didn't agree, he would go against the Queen Mother's wishes and would definitely offend her. But if he did, then he would have violated his beliefs, and he would never want to escape from the kitchen in his life.

Everyone was waiting for Du Qiyue's answer, Du Qiyue only felt that he was overwhelmed by this imperial power, and finally opened his mouth: "When you come back, the little ......"

"Wait, queen mother, the results of this contest have not yet been obtained, how can this child answer!" Ju Yanyang hurriedly intercepted Du Qiyue's words, he definitely couldn't let Du Qiyue agree, how could his own nephew enter the Imperial Diet!