The mashed potatoes in the palace are surprisingly unpalatable.

This is everyone's more intuitive feeling.

For Emperor Hongzhi, today's mashed potatoes are indeed very unpleasant.

I finished eating without a match, and I barely had a full stomach.

Emperor Hongji had a delusion...... Next, who should help whose disaster in this disaster relief?

………

At this time, a little eunuch hurriedly came: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ......"

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Hongzhi asked someone to remove the plate: "Xuan!" ”

Cheering up, Emperor Hongji sat up straight.

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan came together.

Emperor Hongzhi glanced at the two of them deeply: "You guys are just ...... Together? ”

"Sure enough, nothing can escape His Majesty's eyes." Fang Jifan smelled the smell of potatoes: "Your Majesty, Shengming, you are discerning, that's right, the minister and the crown prince, Fang Cai is indeed together." My Emperor ......"

“……”

Can a fool see it?

If the two are not together, it is bound to be two groups of eunuchs to call people, and there will always be one who comes first and then comes.

Emperor Hongzhi felt that this kind of sycophant was simply insulting people's intelligence.

But...... Get used to it.

Take a deep breath: "What are you guys doing?" ”

Zhu Houzhao said quickly: "Cook fish, ......"

I'm really afraid of something.

Emperor Hongzhi touched his stomach and burped, a smell of potatoes.

Liu Jian and Li Dongyang looked confused.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Father, don't you know, the Zhenguo Mansion prepared a big yellow croaker quickly, tsk, seventeen catties, extremely fresh, Erchen and Fang Jifan pondered how to eat it." ”

“……”

Emperor Hongzhi wants to shoot Wen Yansheng to death, you are the prefect, didn't you say that you want to send fish? Tang Yin was still very realistic, and when he caught the fish, he immediately sent it to Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan.

Wen Yansheng is not a thing.

Li Dongyang couldn't help but say: "How to send this thing, aren't you afraid of smelling?" ”

"Don't be afraid." Zhu Houzhao was triumphant: "It's the same as a popsicle." ”

And what is a popsicle?

Everyone is a little confused.

In fact, Zhu Houzhao didn't understand very much, anyway, Fang Jifan told him, Zhu Houzhao said: "As long as you take some ice in the ice cellar and freeze the fish, and then the ice fish and the ice cubes are covered with a thick quilt and sent by horse, and the fish is still fresh." ”

"......" Emperor Hongzhi looked at Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan said: "Yes, this method works. ”

It's too extravagant.

Emperor Hongji touched his stomach again.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Father, Erchen and Fang Jifan wanted to kill this fish, stew it into soup, and send some to my father to taste. ”

“……”

Emperor Hongzhi and the ministers, you look at me, I look at you.

The stomach is a little stretched.

Especially Ma Wensheng...... He ate three plates of potatoes, and he kept burping and broke down.

"Let's kill it in a few hours." Emperor Hongzhi said.

Rare...... The prince still has filial piety, and he even knows how to send fish.

He looked at Fang Jifan again, Fang Jifan was also quite hearted, this may be Fang Jifan's idea.

Now, he is not in a hurry to ask first, what is going on with these hundreds of thousands of catties of fish, the facts are in front of him, and sure enough, the legendary big yellow croaker exists, so ...... He really wanted to know what the people in the disaster area were eating.

However, if you are full at noon, and then eat fish, it is really a little unbearable, so it is better to save it for the evening.

"It's not going to work." Zhu Houzhao said: "Seafood, we must pay attention to the freshness, Erchen and Xinjian Bo have ordered someone to thaw the fish, you have to eat it quickly, it's too late." ”

"This ......"

Emperor Hongzhi's face changed, and it made sense.

He pouted, "Then ...... Give it a try. ”

Get your feet wet!

Your Majesty has a will, of course you have to hurry.

Ma Wensheng hiccuped again, as if he was angry, and everyone followed the sound, his old face was slightly red, and he pretended that nothing had happened.

The recipe for making yellow croaker soup is simple.

It's even a bit simple and crude.

At least Fang Jifan knew that when later generations began to use the most advanced equipment, coupled with sonar, to gather the big yellow croaker and then catch it all, so that the wild big yellow croaker was almost extinct, the big yellow croaker had become a precious and rare thing, and no one dared to cook it in a simple way easily, because ...... Such a precious, high-priced thing, just take it to make soup, this ...... Not looking for a draw?

"Erchen will order someone to send the fish to the imperial dining room." Zhu Houzhao rushed to the road.

………………

In the imperial dining room in the palace, Fang Jifan rolled up his sleeves and decided to do it himself.

In any case, a fish that can grow into seventeen catties is already a basketball player in the yellow croaker, or Hu Kaishan of the Ming Dynasty today.

For such terrifying powerhouses, Fang Jifan has always known how to show due respect to them.

So, on this chopping board, in front of Fang Jifan's eyes, was this big fish that was three and a half feet long.

The fish is dead.

It is unknown whether he died of dehydration or freezing.

Fang Jifan looked at it, thinking in his heart, maybe the moment the boat knocked up, it felt some kind of calling, if it had a mind, it must be happy in its heart, after all...... It's the breeding season again, and it happily arrives at the location, but it is greeted by a shocking net. At this time, its heart must be aggrieved and indignant to the extreme, this is simply textbook fishing law enforcement...... A man ordered a woman who had lost his footing, and it turned out that he was waiting for a police uncle?

Thinking of this, Fang Jifan's saliva flowed out, behind every ingredient, there is a singing and crying, and with a poignant love story, and these stories also make the ingredients themselves tasteful. Although in this story of Fang Jifan's brain, there is only the male protagonist, of course, the details can be ignored.

Fang Jifan raised the knife, his hand trembled a little, and he thought for a while: "Your Highness, come on, I am sick and faint blood." ”

It makes sense for a gentleman to cook far away.

Zhu Houzhao despised him.

After taking the knife, Zhu Houzhao easily began to peel off the scalp of the fish king, and then, skillfully, began to scrape the fish scales and disembowel.

After cleaning, he directly ordered someone to take the cauldron, and ordered the eunuch to burn the fire, the water boiled, and the fish did not have to be cut into pieces, but directly put it into the pot.

Zhu Houzhao said: "The palace is hungry, and the water has not entered at noon, so I am waiting to eat it, and now I feel even more hungry when I see it in the pot." ”

Fang Jifan nodded sympathetically: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, I have to send some soup to the Queen Mother and Her Royal Highness the Princess later, and let them taste the taste of this seafood." ”

Zhu Houzhao patted his head, hey: "The palace almost forgot, the old man reminded him well, as a son, he should have honored his mother." ”

"And the girl." Fang Jifan added.

Zhu Houzhao had no reason, and felt vigilant: "What are you talking about?" ”

"Oh, put the green onions, put some green onions."

Zhu Houzhao was in a hurry, sprinkling some chopped green onions and a few spoonfuls of salt.

None of the other ingredients are put away.

When Zhu Houzhao took a breath, he had forgotten about the incident, but said, "Don't put something else to cover up its fishy smell?" ”

Fang Jifan shook his head: "No need, no need, this is fresh." ”

The saliva is not competitive, and I want to flow out.

A sports star in the slowly cooked fish has begun to smell like a lot.

The pungent aroma made Zhu Houzhao roll his throat.

took a spoon: "Let's try it in this palace to see if there is less salt." ”

Stinky and shameless!

Fang Jifan thought to himself.

Zhu Houzhao stirred in the pot with a spoon, took some soup, and blew it with a puff.

Then gently sip the rim of the spoon.

Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao directly.

In the corner on the side, Liu Jin lowered his head, almost daring to raise his head, and when he heard the sound of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sucking Yun Tang, he felt that his heart had melted.

The rich fish soup enters the mouth, although only a little salt is put in it, but immediately, a fish aroma is mixed with a slightly salty but strange sweet taste into the throat. All of a sudden, Zhu Houzhao's tongue stirred, and then, with a long breath, the spoon was put down.

"Your Highness, how's it going?"

"It smells so good!" Zhu Houzhao's eyes were red: "This palace can be a chef, this fish soup is so delicious!" ”

Fang Jifan said: "I'll taste it, I'll taste it." ”

Zhu Houzhao refused: "Hurry up, send my father there, it's better to be happy alone than to be happy." ”

"......" Fang Jifan wanted to shoot him to death, but he didn't forget to remind: "Send some to Niangniang, Your Highness, don't forget filial piety." ”

………………

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Fang Jifan have been gone for a long time and have not returned.

The monarchs and ministers in the warm pavilion have already had a matter on their minds.

They now seem to be very eager to discuss whether the disaster in Ningbo should be relieved, and whether the grain ships on the canal should be summoned back.

After waiting for half an hour, Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao went and returned.

The two of them smiled.

Emperor Hongzhi originally had a good deal to talk with Liu Jian and others, after all, ...... I'm really not in the mood to talk about anything serious.

As soon as the two came back, Emperor Hongzhi cheered up: "How? ”

"Father, the son personally cooks and prepares the fish soup for his father." Zhu Hou said excitedly.

“……”

The prince cooks himself.

Some people seem to think that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a bit unprofessional.

What is a prince, can he be a cook?

But when the eunuch came in with a cauldron, with the pungent aroma of the fish soup, all thoughts were disillusioned.

Why can't the prince cook? Isn't cooking also fish soup for His Majesty?

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...... Filial piety.

This pot of soup is too big.

So much so that ordinary tableware can't hold it.

I had to carry the pot on the big stove.

And the big yellow croaker that used to be dominant, but it was lying intact in the hot pot, looking at ...... It's delicious.

Emperor Hongji touched his belly.

Anyway, let's try it first.