Empress Dowager Li ate the fish trevel sandwiched by the official Zhao Zhen, and nodded again and again.

"This fish is light and delicate, elastic and refreshing, a little chewing, although slightly crispy, but in the mouth into a fresh sweet juice. What's even better is that this orange sauce is sweet and sour, which is a good match with the freshness of the fish tart. Empress Dowager Li was full of praise and said: "The imperial kitchen of the official family is not simple, and this hand of fish is more delicious than the imperial kitchen of the first emperor." ”

Zhao Zhen smiled proudly and said: "Niangniang loves to eat, so eat more." An Lehou does not need to be restrained, just like eating at home. ”

Fan Yu heard Zhao Zhen say this, just heard it, he couldn't really do that, otherwise it would be rude. Only if the stepmother and the official family have used it first, Fan Yu will stretch out his chopsticks. If you are not careful, I am afraid that you will trespass.

When eating with the official's house, I was also tired.

Originally, Da Song was a meal sharing system, but there was no need to divide meals when there were few people. And Empress Dowager Li is blind, so someone needs to take care of it.

I served some dried fruit snacks before, and Fan Yu can use them at will. It's just a dish, but it only has to be served twice at a time, and everyone tastes it, and then it will be withdrawn and replaced with something else. Fourteen times in a row, a total of 28 dishes, these dishes alone have four kinds of sashimi raw seabass, carp, shrimp orange, jellyfish.

The rest of the sheep tongue sticks, mandarin duck fried belly, quail roast, hand-washed crab, etc., Fan Yu was dazzled just after reading it.

Of these twenty-eight dishes, he only tasted one bite of each, and he was already a little supportive.

However, looking at Zhao Zhen and his stepmother Empress Dowager Li, they only picked a little bit of everything and made a look. Where is like Fan Yu, everything has to be real.

But this is not over, and another chef brought a plate and a basin and put it on the table.

Fan Yu just glanced at it, and recognized that one plate was filled with roasted cakes and meat, and the other pot of clear soup was filled with blood clots and vermicelli.

He muttered in his heart, could it be Bai Ji Bao and duck blood fans? No, duck blood vermicelli is the business card snack of Nanjing in later generations, which is just a coincidence.

Chen Lin, who was waiting behind the official family, also saw the last baked cake and meat, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

He has lived in the palace for a long time, and he has also watched the official family grow up. Judging from the baked cakes and meat served here, you can know what the official family thinks.

Zhao Zhen first raised his finger to Fan Yu and pointed to the baked cakes and meat on the plate and said, "An Lehou, last time I heard Chen Lin say that the food that Niangniang ate at your place was actually this kind of snack." In the past few days, I have asked the imperial chef in the palace to do it. It's just that the roast cake and meat made by the imperial chef are all minced and finely minced lamb shoulder, and you can taste it, better than what you do. ”

Fan Yu glanced back at Chen Lin, but Chen Lin just smiled awkwardly at Fan Yu.

Chen Lin ate a baked cake with meat in the Hou Mansion at that time, and when he came back, he told the official family as an interesting story, but he didn't want the official family to compare. He couldn't help but blame himself, he was too talkative.

"The official imperial chef, of course, is better than me." Fan Yu hadn't eaten yet, so he became modest.

"You can taste it first, these snacks are convenient and simple, but I like them too." Zhao Zhen said with a smile: "If you eat one before the early dynasty, and then drink a bowl of duck blood soup, your stomach will be very comfortable." ”

As he was talking, a palace maid stepped forward and put three small bowls of soup in the other basin and placed them in front of the mother and son.

Fan Yu arched his hand at Zhao Zhen, "You're welcome." ”

He reached out and took a mutton version of Bai Ji Bao and took a bite. Although this baked cake is also baked, it is not crispy, and it lacks a baking effort. However, the imperial chef in the palace also thinks differently, this baked cake is soft and easy to melt, rich in wheat fragrance, and chewy, but he is also a master. Moreover, the lamb shoulder meat sandwiched in the cake is stewed very soft and fragrant, and it can be turned into slag by chewing it slightly.

At the same time, the oil, water and broth in the cake also flowed out, staining Fan Yu's hand. If it weren't for the bowl of duck's blood soup, I am afraid that the sleeves of the dress on my body would be stained with oil.

"How?" Although Zhao Zhen is in his thirties, this competition is still not small.

Fan Yu hurriedly nodded and said: "The baked cakes and meat made in the palace are not comparable to those made by the ministers themselves." Only this spice is the same, and the minister is not as good, not to mention this fine lamb shoulder meat. ”

Zhao Zhen smiled with satisfaction, "I'm busy with political affairs, how can I care about these foods." I also listened to your story, so I just paid a little attention. Niangniang also tastes it, don't get hot. ”

After only saying a few words to Fan Yu, Zhao Zhen went to feed the Empress Dowager Li in person.

At this time, Fan Yu was a fool if he didn't understand it anymore. The official's meal is a demonstration to himself, and he is his own son. Look at the appearance of feeding Bai Ji bun to the stepmother, and the appearance of wiping the hands and mouth of the stepmother. is all demonstrating to Fan Yu and expressing a point, this is my mother.

Chen Lin stood behind the official family, glancing at Fan Yu from time to time. What he saw and heard in the Hou Mansion, no matter how big or small he came back, he told the official family. Now that the official family is playing this game, Chen Lin is the most uncomfortable one.

Fan Yu is also helpless, since the official family wants to show his filial piety, let him show enough.

After the three of them had eaten, the chef had packed up and left, and Manager Ning ordered someone to serve tea.

At this time, Fan Yu had a chance to speak, and he arched his hand to Zhao Zhen and said, "The official family, there is another matter here, please ask the official family what is the opinion of the mother." ”

Zhao Zhen only remembered at this time that he came here to treat his biological mother's eye disease.

"Mother, your eyes are inconvenient, and the child is very sorry. I think that my mother suffered a lot at the beginning, and it was for the sake of the child that I got this eye-blinding disease. I have consulted Imperial Physician Wang, and Niangniang's eyes may be cured. The royal physician said that if you want to be cured, you need to apply needles in the eyes. Zhao Zhen smiled and asked, "Niangniang thinks, can you let the prince cure this eye disease?" ”

When Fan Yu heard the official family say this, he couldn't help but look sideways, and the official family directly took the credit for Fan Yu's finding a doctor to treat eye diseases on himself. Well, who made the family an official family, he was the biggest in the Great Song Dynasty, and Fan Yu couldn't refute it.

Later generations said that Zhao Zhen was a Ming Jun and a saint, but according to Fan Yu's opinion, this is a little drama spirit.

Fortunately, when he was in his own house, Fan Yu had already persuaded his stepmother, and his stepmother understood in her heart.

When Empress Dowager Li heard the words of the official, she smiled and said: "Why not, with your filial piety, I will also let it go." If I can see the appearance of you and Yu'er, I am willing to live a long life. ”

Fan Yu hurriedly said: "Mother, don't worry, that imperial doctor is extraordinary. Before that, it had been tried on the sheep, and now the sheep are all good. The eyes that had been tested by the imperial doctor had also been healed. ”

It was just eaten by the imperial doctors, but Fan Yu didn't mention it.

"Don't say such unlucky words, the royal physician is a holy hand, how can he not cure Niangniang's eye disease, let alone put Niangniang in danger." Zhao Zhen also hurriedly comforted, and suddenly said, "Niangniang, this is agreed?" Then I will ask people to inform Imperial Physician Wang and ask him to prepare earlier. Three days later, in Cining Palace, he treated Niangniang's eye disease. ”

Things are going well, not only the official Zhao Zhen is happy. Fan Yu was just as happy, and finally straightened things out. Now everything is ready, just waiting for the imperial doctor to perform the technique.