Chapter Twenty-Five: Everything Can Be Fished!
Father-in-law Fu took a closer look, the usually quiet and silent room is like a market at the moment, he wandered in the crowd and didn't know who stuffed a small bowl in his hand, and Father-in-law Fu followed the queue to taste in a daze.
Everyone's eyes were all focused on the steaming iron pot, and no one noticed that even the most noble chief eunuch beside the emperor was beside him.
Father-in-law Fu received a bowl of all kinds of vegetables and meat as he wished, frowned and looked at this tasteless food with some doubts, and after barely tasting it, his eyes suddenly bloomed.
"Dodge and dodge, all for the miscellaneous family!" Shouting and splitting a road, Gonggong Fu excitedly took Zhang Huaiyi's hand and praised it with great joy: "It's really a rare delicacy!" I don't know what it's called? ”
Zhang Huaiyi also tilted his head to look at Bai Jingyin,
After being full of wine and food, Bai Jingyin was squinting his eyes and leaning back on the chair, and he didn't bother to open his eyes, thinking of a certain store he loved in his previous life, and waved his hand and read casually:
"Anything can be fished."
Zhang Huaiyi, who was next to him, beat his chest violently and coughed violently after hearing these words, and was almost choked to death by himself, after getting acquainted with it, he completely believed that this messy name was made up by Bai Jingyin on the spot.
But Father-in-law Fu obviously believed it,
"The name is kind of atmospheric." Father-in-law Fu touched his bare chin and muttered: "It's just that my father-in-law boasts that he has some knowledge, and he has never heard of anything that can be fished, and such a rough approach does not seem to be self-enlightened." ”
Bai Jingyin didn't bother to open his mouth, fortunately ignoring the past.
At this time, Zhang Huaiyi, who had come to his senses, had already recognized the identity of Gonggong Fu, for fear that she would offend the celebrities around the emperor, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Father-in-law doesn't know, this Jing guard also followed General Bai in the military camp in the past, and it must have been a fusion of border customs to have this dish." ”
Father-in-law Fu was more accepting of this answer, and said a few good words before going back to his life.
***
On the second day, the imperial dining room received an order, saying that the emperor indicated that he wanted to eat a famous dish that "everything can be fished".
Only Chef Xu, who has always been soft-spoken, suddenly thought of Bai Jingyin and the others coming to borrow ingredients yesterday, and sneaked out when everyone was out of sight for a week, and ran straight to the guards.
Bai Jingyin didn't search either, and after generously admitting it, he waved his pen and wrote down all the specific ingredients and accessories used, and also told them about the flavors he had tasted before, such as sauerkraut pot, mushroom pot, etc., for them to play by themselves.
Father-in-law Xu was grateful to Dade and almost burst into tears.
At noon that day, Yuan Ruiming finally tasted the legendary delicacy.
Because it is a royal meal for the emperor, it is naturally not perfunctory, the iron pot for cooking rice has become a golden copper pot inlaid with pearls and carved with dragon patterns and auspicious clouds, and the dish has also been upgraded from the simplest and easy-to-obtain potato cabbage to abalone and cucumber wings.
"Everything can be fished?"
"If you go back to the emperor, it's exactly this name."
Seeing that the emperor was thoughtfully looking at the food in front of him, Gonggong Fu told the origin of what he heard yesterday, and remembered that General Bai had taken care of himself once when he was a little eunuch in the past, and fortunately added:
"I heard that the Jing guard was sent by General Bai to protect Concubine Jing, how much knowledge a guard can have, even Concubine Jing's ingenuity is unknown."
As soon as he heard the words Jing Guard, Yuan Ruiming's face sank. He didn't like to hear this name very much, and he didn't like to hear that this name was associated with Concubine Jing.
The grunt became louder and louder, and the moment the lid was lifted, the spicy and fragrant taste was all around, hooking people's appetites, and even Yuan Ruiming, who had no appetite for a few days, finally felt hungry.
"It's really barbaric to stew in a mess." Yuan Ruiming snorted coldly, still tense.
But he said no, but his stomach was very honest,
"Goo-"
The scene seems familiar.
Fu Gonggong was not shocked, and his face did not change, and he handed a bowl to Yuan Ruiming,
“……”
Yuan Ruiming's head was full of black lines, and he didn't refuse again, and if he didn't eat it with chopsticks, he just punished the master and servant, but the moment he sent it to his mouth, his eyes lit up again.
It smells so good!
Seeing Yuan Ruiming's expression, Gonggong Fu breathed a sigh of relief, bowed over his head and said with a smile:
"What does the emperor think?"
Yuan Ruiming was silent, but the chopsticks that couldn't be stopped looked very satisfied.
"As for the Jing guard?"
"Get out of the palace."
"Old slave, what, get out?" Gonggong Fu, who was about to reward according to common sense, was stunned, and was shocked for a moment before he eased up, and said: "Here, please Your Majesty for the sake of this guard being able to make a royal meal that suits your taste, spare him, maybe you can come up with something new in the future." ”
Yuan Ruiming raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.
Bai Jingyin, who was in charge of guarding the door in the Taihe Palace, sneezed loudly, she didn't know that it was the food that was copied at will that saved her from punishment.
***
Bai Jingyin lived a casual life for three or four days in the guard house as he wished, until Zhang Huaiyi passed a message for Chengying, saying that Concubine Jing had something to order, and if she didn't go back, she would bear the consequences.
She knew that Chengying was probably going to be really annoyed with herself, so she reluctantly walked back.
"I'll be back." Bai Jingyin blinked as he left.
No, you can't come back. Zhang Huaiyi seemed to have lost a big burden, and his waving movements were a little brisker.
When she returned to the cold palace, she was naturally greeted by a good lecture and threats, crying and grabbing the sky, seeking death and life, and moral kidnapping. Bai Jingyin repeatedly promised that he would not run away again, but he couldn't bear the torture of Chengying's revenge in the next few days, and he no longer broke out in silence and perished in silence, and finally Bai Jingyun, who couldn't bear it again, waited for the time for Chengying to doze off, quickly changed his clothes, and jumped out as if he was fleeing for his life.
The sky was bright, and there was a huge movement not far from the palace gate, and I saw Bai Jingyin laughing wildly while patting the door of the guardhouse,
"Uncle Ben, I'm back again, Xiao Zhang, you haven't come out to greet you yet."
The door opened a small crack, and a sleepy little guard inside who was rubbing his eyes poked his head out, yawned, and said in a daze when he saw the visitor:
"Oh, Jing Guard, it's not you on duty today."
Bai Jingyin walked in by himself, looking left and right to find the way:
"Isn't it worth me to find someone, what about you Commander Zhang, didn't he get up before dawn to practice his sword, why did the uncle still make a rotten crime after a few days of supervision."
As we all know, under Bai Jingyin's wishful thinking and complete compulsion, she accepted Zhang Huaiyi as her first "closed disciple" after she crossed over.
"Huh? Don't you know, Commander Zhang was sent to the military camp outside Beijing the day before yesterday, and now he is not in charge of the palace guards. ”
"What?!" Bai Jingyin suddenly raised his voice, "It's such a good thing to leave the palace, he actually didn't take me!" ”