In fact, Yang Huairen figured it out at this time, yesterday's competition in Guiyanlou had made him out of the limelight, and the mysterious red oil in his small bottle had also become the most mysterious place in the eyes of others. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It took so much effort to plant the chili pepper alive, and sooner or later this kind of people-friendly ingredient will be dedicated to the people of the Great Song Dynasty, but Yang Huairen feels that he is not so great, dedication is dedication, but it is not selfless.

At least until he gives himself, before everyone accepts the taste, and before the peppers can grow more seeds, he still has to earn a hard money.

However, Yang Huairen has never been an insatiable person, and he doesn't want much, how much can he earn enough for the rest of his life, and he can make up for satisfaction, such as earning a million yuan first?

Some people may ask, Yang Huairen, you crossed over to bring chili peppers to the Great Song Dynasty, you worked hard. Then Yang Huairen can say confidently, do you think the crossing is fun, why don't you try it?

Since you have thought about promoting it sooner or later, you must find an image spokesperson. Zhao Hao's buddy has been very busy recently, and after endorsing beef noodles and endorsing Sui Yuanchun, it's time for the family to take a breath and rest.

But the official family and the empress dowager are different, with the two of them sitting on the dragon chair or sitting behind the dragon chair in the palace all year round, there must be a lack of exercise, it's time for them to move too, don't you have long hemorrhoids if you do it for too long?

If the Empress Dowager and the Little Emperor, the two most influential image spokespersons of the Song Dynasty, said that the spicy red oil was delicious, then for the promotion of chili peppers, it is tantamount to the most powerful brand advertising words.

So in Yang Huairen's heart, several imperial chefs don't have to be sneaky at all, they can watch it if they want to, they have to sing a big drama, you are not tired of acting, brother is tired of watching it.

Such a selfless person in this era, Chef Xue is the first time to see him. I couldn't help but praise Yang Huairen in my heart, and at the same time, I felt that the rumors about this young chef outside were not false at all, and this kid was a complete loser.

Yang Huairenzai carefully made his stun once, except for the stunt of dripping into ice, which was to be kept to show off in front of the queen mother's old lady, other details were not left behind.

Of course, how the red oil is made and what is it made of, although the imperial chefs are curious, but no one is shameless to ask the words, even if they ask this, Yang Huairen will not tell them, he still has to sell this big pass.

Originally, it was to make four servings, looking at the posture of those imperial chefs who were so hungry that they couldn't hold back the saliva in their mouths and wanted to squirt out, Yang Huairen still made five servings, so that the family could also taste it, everyone is a peer, and on a certain level, it can be regarded as a family, otherwise it will be bad if the imperial kitchen is flooded.

Yang Huairen finished finishing, and the four little chamberlains came in and brought out the four portions of the fish. When there was no one in the kitchen, the imperial kitchen door began to divide the cake like a bear, and divided the last portion of the fish made by Yang Huairen.

Everyone shared a spoonful, looking at this legendary delicacy, several imperial chefs were reluctant to eat it, but they just sniffed the strange smell that was slightly choking with their noses.

Chef Xue is the head of the imperial kitchen, and he always has to take the lead. He was the first to eat it in his mouth, and the taste he had never tasted before was so stimulating that he almost spouted it in one gulp.

After savoring it, he regretted that he had eaten it too fast just now, that taste, that feeling, was too intense, subverting the perception of taste that he had learned from his master of the Northern Kitchen.

Chef Xue went back to taste the meticulousness of Yang Huairen's cooking and the amazing taste stimulation, and he felt the meaning of what his master said back then.

A cook, who makes delicious ingredients that are already delicious, is nothing more than a porter of food; A real chef is a real chef who makes the most ordinary food delicious.

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The palace of the Song Dynasty also looks very large, but the harem is not as large as the Forbidden City, at least Yang Huairen feels that the so-called harem beauties are not very reliable.

First of all, the number of houses is not enough, unless the concubines of the emperor of the Song Dynasty live in Datongpu.

Yang Huairen was still looking around curiously, wanting to help the little emperor identify the quality of the harem beauties, but later Zhao Hao gave him a hard look, and he learned from Lao Zhao's appearance and walked with his head bowed and counted his steps.

After counting two hundred and ninety, Shou'an Palace arrived. Yang Huairen couldn't help but smile, two five zero plus three eight plus two, the old lady of the Queen Mother, this auspicious number is dedicated to you.

Now let Yang Huairen look around again, he didn't have that thought, he lowered his head and followed Zhao Hao into a palace with a small step behind his ass like a little daughter-in-law, and suddenly Zhao Hao stopped and kowtowed.

"The son greets the queen mother, and wishes the queen mother a long and healthy life."

Yang Huairen didn't pay attention, he was crashing into Zhao Hao's body, his legs were blocked, his upper body was still rushing forward following the inertia, his feet slipped and he fell out, and he fell face down on the smooth turquoise marble floor.

"Wha......"

A person laughed, Yang Huairen's nose bleeded, and he looked up angrily to see that the laughing was the young man who was pretending to be forced in Suiyuan that day.

Although he had expected that he was the emperor, but his embarrassed appearance was laughed at like this, and he always felt shameless in his heart, Yang Huairen wiped his nosebleed, and secretly said You are a little boy, wait for my brother to be your uncle, and educate you well.

When he turned his head to look at the Empress Dowager, he found that he had arranged people so much before, and he felt a little guilty.

The Empress Dowager is just an old woman, not yet sixty years old according to her age, and she is dressed in a decent dark green Shu brocade robe, which makes her very noble and generous.

Although there are also some precious gem-inlaid phoenix crowns on the phoenix bun on the head, they are not dazzling. Although he is old and his beautiful brilliance is no longer there, his true face looks more kind and amiable because of the portrayal of the years.

Yang Huairen seems to have hallucinated, this is the Empress Dowager Gao who learned from Empress Lu in history to listen to the emperor in the air? It looks like it doesn't look like it at all.

"Ahem......"

Zhao Hao pretended to cough twice, which not only reminded Zhao Xu not to lose the majesty of an emperor, but also reminded Yang Huairen that he should see the Empress Dowager first.

Yang Huairen understood, got up in a hurry, and threw himself on the ground again, and read in his mouth: "Yang Huairen, grass people, see Her Royal Highness the Empress Dowager." ”

After thinking about it, it seemed that he was going to say some auspicious words of blessing, Yang Huairen didn't know what to think in his mind, and he was startled when the next words came out of his mouth.

"The grass people wish the Empress Dowager eternal happiness and longevity."