"It's strange, it stands to reason that I'm supposed to be very good at cooking, isn't it the best proof of drunken flowers, but why have I been defeated repeatedly, it's really strange."

She and Yuan Ruiming seem to have overlooked one point,

Bai Jingyin's so-called reproductions and achievements basically rely on memories and narrations, and tell the chef based on what he has tasted, seen, and conjectured in his previous life, such as this duck is hung in the oven and roasted, and sliced with sweet sauce and shredded green onions; The soup dumplings are made of dead noodles and frozen pork skin.

A simple or detailed description, supplemented by decades of experience, can naturally restore the taste to the greatest extent.

But relying on her alone, a person who used to basically rely on takeaways and had no kitchenware at home,

You can imagine what you can do.

"I think what Chengying said is right, listening to you play the piano destroys the spirit, and eating the food you cook directly affects your health. It seems that there will be an additional order when you return to the palace in the future, prohibiting you from entering the imperial dining room without being supervised. ”

"Don't be so exaggerated, it's just a small mistake."

Bai Jingyin said unhappily,

"I don't believe in three dishes, they are not delicious. No, is there still the last crispy fried small salted fish left, this dish doesn't need to be seasoned anymore, just fried in oil, absolutely zero mistakes. ”

She slowly moved her gaze to Yuan Ruiming's body.

"Don't think about it, I'm impossible—"

I'm never going to take another bite of what you've made.

This is what Yuan Ruiming wanted to say.

But before he finished speaking, Bai Jingyin picked up a piece of salted fish, aimed at the moment when his mouth opened and closed, and stuffed it in, with a sharp and fast technique, without dragging mud and water at all.

"Hmm!"

Yuan Ruiming's eyes widened,

"Don't throw up." Bai Jingyin pressed his chin. "Don't spit out, chew it, and feel the delicious taste burst in your mouth, yes, feel it."

Bai Jingyin definitely can't accept that he has lost three battles and three times, so he must use this last last dish that is the simplest dish that Lan Jun has made many times to save face.

Yuan Ruiming tried to follow what Bai Jingyin said,

chew

Feel.

But in the end, he was greeted by the salty smell that exploded in his mouth.

couldn't bear it anymore, tore Bai Jingyin's hand away, and spit out all the dark dishes that didn't know how lethal they were, while frantically rinsing their mouths with water.

"Do you want to die, how dare you let me eat these things!"

It seems that it also ended in failure,

"You asked me to do what I did, I was busy for a long time, and I took the trouble to prepare a table of meals, even if it wasn't so delicious, it was the fruit of my labor, okay, as for being so fierce!"

Look at the righteous words she said,

Yuan Ruiming simply wanted to smile bitterly,

Pointing to those dishes,

"In that case, then why don't you eat it yourself, just let me eat it, could it be that I am the white mouse you tried the dish for?" He pushed all three dishes in front of Bai Jingyin,

"The fruits of your labor can't be wasted, and they will be eaten up by me."

Bai Jingyin suddenly died down after hearing the request to be pierced, and lost his momentum. Hesitantly picked up the chopsticks, frowned, and looked at the food that was from her hand, but there was a faint sense of horror.

"I ......"

I just opened my mouth,

There is no one who can hold back,

"Hiccup—"

Subconsciously burped.

Yuan Ruiming obviously saw that Bai Jingyin was a little flustered, and sure enough, things were not so simple. His gaze moved to Bai Jingyin's stomach, and sure enough, it was slightly bulging, which was the evidence of her full meal. extraordinary

"You'd better be honest with me if you stole something yourself."

I can't hide it,

Bai Jingyin had no choice, so he had to stiffen his head and confess:

"Then cooking is also individual work, how can you cook for the emperor if you don't eat first and have the strength to do so." It turned out that Sister Lan Jun cooked fish fillet corn porridge in the morning, as well as a small half chicken left over from last night and some sauced beef and pickled cucumbers and the like, who knew that these things were unexpectedly eaten together, and they were all eaten before they knew it. ”

"You, you." Yuan Ruiming pointed at him, there was nothing to say, and all of them turned into a roar,

"Bai Jingyin!"

"Here." She subconsciously sat up straight.

"I now know where the scents came from in the first place."

It was this taste that made Yuan Ruiming believe in Bai Jingyin's strength even more, but it turned out that it was not from the same person at all.

"You actually went to eat those chickens, ducks and fish by yourself, ate them alone, and then brought out such things for me, you are so bold, you did it on purpose!"

Seeing that Du Yuan Ruiming's face is getting darker and darker,

Bai Jingyin hurriedly remedied,

"This can't be called eating alone, doesn't it mean that it's not good to eat leftovers, I wiped out the leftovers and made fresh ones for the emperor, this is for the sake of the emperor, it's just too hard."

"Eating leftovers is not good for your health, eating the food you make is deadly, and in the future, you will still think about it, let me eat leftovers."

Bai Jingyin's eyes moved back after hearing this,

After opening his mouth a few times,

Still didn't hold back the curiosity in my heart,

Leaning over,

Lowered his voice and said curiously:

"After returning to the palace, the emperor also insisted on eating only leftovers, I'm afraid this imperial dining room is more difficult."

"Bai Jingyin!"

Yuan Ruiming suddenly felt,

Maybe he can't go back to the palace,

Before returning to the palace, he will definitely be angry with Bai Jingyin.

"Actually, are you the one sent by Ling Xiang at all......

When the last sentence is spoken, there is an irrepressible feeling of powerlessness.

***

The Qixi Festival was supposed to be a grand ceremony in the palace, and according to the original return date, Yuan Ruiming should have been able to return to the palace in time, so under Ling Suxin's arrangement, the preparations for the Qixi Festival dinner were grand and grand.

After all, it's such a festive season,

Just ask which concubine doesn't want to spend time with the emperor on this day,

The concubines of the palace have worked hard to beautify their faces, make new clothes, and make new hairpins, so that the imperial embroidery room and the imperial treasure workshop are busy, and even the laurel fragrance in the harem is covered by the strong aroma of fat powder, which shows how hard it is to win the emperor's heart.

But all the "hard work" has come to naught in front of the four words "return date is undecided", and the protagonist is no longer the protagonist. ’

In the palace, on the stage of the nine leads.

These nine leading platforms are made of brocade to form a building, looking from afar, as if a hundred feet can pick the stars. The queen mother is dressed in a purple phoenix robe and ranks as the chief, and the seats are arranged in order according to the ranks, the music of the silk and bamboo orchestra and the incense is burned, the maid holds the melon and fruit wine, and the front is placed in the middle of the incense table that has just been sacrificed to the two stars of the cow girl.

"After worshipping the Weaver Girl, according to the custom, it should be the mothers who pass through the moon with a nine-hole needle and five-color thread, and the first one wins, and the name of 'Qiaohou' is crowned."

Aunt Rui said loudly.

"Yes—"

Answer in unison.