Ming Tian watched Yu Nizi leave, and then looked at An Luo, who was there like a pestle, and felt helpless in his heart.

It's really a bad fate.

An Luo's face sank, and he seemed to be still apologizing to Yu Nizi.

"Anluo." Ming Tian stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"Huh? Brother Mingtian? And also...... Miss Yin Chan? Are you there too? ”

An Luo obviously didn't find Ming Tian and Yin Chan, and was startled. His eyes did not leave Yin Chan at all, as if he wanted to express his heart to Yin Chan.

Yin Chan was unusual, in the face of An Luo's hot eyes, instead of disgust, she nodded with a smile and turned away.

Ming Tian witnessed all this, and was a little worried about Yu Nizi, but in the end, after thinking about it, he still didn't intervene, because Ming Tian had probably guessed why the incident just now happened.

According to the plan, tomorrow Yu Nizi will enter the palace to face Wang Jingze together, and Wang Jingze will dedicate him to Xiao Baojuan.

It is said that after eating Mingtian's dishes, Emperor Xiao Luan of Qi Ming was overjoyed in the morning, but due to excessive excitement, his condition was aggravated, and he fainted for a while.

Before he fell unconscious, he only had time to say one sentence: reward the chef.

I'm afraid that his time is really running out, and now the Manchu Dynasty is under Xiao Shaoguang's regent, and once Emperor Qi Ming dies, the crown prince will automatically get the throne.

Therefore, when it comes to choosing the crown princess, Xiao Shaoguang can't intervene, and it must be decided by the prince Xiao Baojuan himself.

Yu Nizi may be because of this, so she couldn't bear her feelings and chose to spend the last night with An Luo tonight.

The best evidence is that in the room, there is a bamboo tube of pigeon blood in the clothes left by Yu Nizi, which is scattered all over the ground, which is probably prepared for tomorrow.

It's a pity that An Luo's feelings for Yin Chan are too deep and he didn't let Yu Nizi get his wish.

Ming Tian thought about it, this is actually not suitable for his own interference.

This is the matter of Anluo and Yu Nizi, Anluo loves Yin Chan and does not love Yu Nizi, this cannot be changed.

And Yu Nizi looked at Mingtian, I am afraid that because history was changed by the time-traveler, she was very persistent in assassinating the emperor and the prince for some reason, and the scene just now is estimated to not affect tomorrow's plan.

So Mingtian can't and won't meddle in this matter.

Yu Nizi is certainly an emotional loser, and Ming Tian has sympathy for her, but no matter how sympathetic she is, how positive her three views are, Ming Tian is also a human being, a small human being.

Ming Tian is just an ordinary person, but he doesn't feel that he is the almighty male protagonist in the novel, and there are things that he can't do and can't do in time.

The relationship between himself and Xiao Xinzhu and this plan are already anxious, where can I have the spare time to take care of these little things that are not painful for a modern person?

"Brother Mingtian, did I do something wrong?" An Luo was like a child, lost and powerless to ask Mingtian for advice.

Ming Tian glanced at him, and just patted him on the shoulder: "There is no right or wrong in feelings, if you don't like Yu Nizi, you can't help her, just go with your heart, and ......"

Ming Tian made a little calculation, and pointed to An Luo's back by raising his chin: "Since you like Yin Chan, do you think it's okay for you to stand here now?" ”

An Luo looked back, but saw that Yin Chan was alone, using his strength to carry the oven that was the size of half a person.

When An Luo saw it, his face suddenly turned heavy, and he ran up in three steps and two steps.

"Miss Yin Chan, I'll help you." An Luo was stupid, and returned to his original appearance.

Looking at this man and woman, Ming Tian didn't know why, and he didn't know when, he felt that An Luo and Yin Chan were really a little bit of a match.

Of course, Yin Chan was a man in his previous life......

Syllable...

The metal dragged out a screeching sound on the ground, but at this moment, he saw that Ming Tian and Yin Chan had wasted all their strength to move the oven, but An Luo carried it on his shoulder with one hand, and he didn't even gasp for breath.

My old godmother, did you grow up eating cholesterol? That thing weighs 150 pounds, right?!

Then Ming Tian saw that An Luo, who was carrying the oven, was instructed by Yin Cicada, and the path trotted forward easily and happily.

Yes! No, why is there such a big gap between the same men? My self-esteem! Please, even if you take care of my poor dignity, pretend to be a little tired, right? I'm so shameless!

Looking at Yin Chan again, Yin Chan is looking at himself mockingly.

Although he didn't speak, Mingtian couldn't understand that look and became an idiot: "See, this is the master." ”

Well, it looks like I'm such a sissy......

Ming Tian suddenly felt his old face turn pale, and returned to the house a little shyly.

This night, nothing happened.

The next day...

Before dawn, Mingtian got up.

Just like the characteristic of motion sickness was carried over together, Mingtian's habit of only sleeping for five or six hours a day due to the pressure of work was also brought over together.

This time, Ming Tianxue was a little smarter, went to the stable, rented a carriage, and easily sent the oven weighing more than 150 catties to the dining room.

Unlike yesterday, when he was inexperienced and was in a hurry, it was now the hour of the hour, that is, around half past three, and Ming Tian had already come to the dining room.

Yinshi, in fact, is the time when the dining room starts, and it only arrived at the hour of tomorrow yesterday, purely because he didn't know.

The emperor had to prepare all the dishes at three o'clock.

The total time that Mingtian has is two and a half hours, that is, five hours.

Although the time is very tight, it is no problem to make imperial capital roast duck as long as you are sharp with your hands and feet.

"Boy, I'm pretty punctual at work today." Qian Shanduo is still like yesterday, standing at the door and doing nothing, as if he is not a chef, but a royal priest.

That fat and smiling face, even putting aside personal grudges, was so ugly that Ming Tian couldn't help but give him a fist.

This virtue is really ugly and evil, and it is corrupt in the heart.

"Yes, I made a mistake yesterday, and I can't do it again today." Ming Tian pretended to be flattering and nodded.

Under Qian Shanduo's fat eyelids, his eyeballs, which were a little puffy because he was too fat, twisted and saw the oven in the carriage behind Ming Tian.

"That's what you said you used to cook today?" Qian Shanduo stepped forward and looked at it carefully for a while, but he really couldn't understand what this thing was: "Forget it, it doesn't matter to you, as long as you can make good dishes for me to use, drag it in." ”

He wasn't too embarrassed by Mingtian.

Although this thing is a little vulgar, Qian Shanduo saw Ming Tian's performance yesterday and didn't bother to care.

Anyway, this kid just needs to make a good dish and let me get credit.

Qian Shanduo thinks so.

Little did he know that this oven was going to take the first step in his life!

Entered the dining room and put the oven on the rooftop, Qian Shanduo asked Mingtian to go to the rooftop as a chef to make a main dish today, and what Mingtian wanted to do was the famous dish that modern people are famous for: Imperial Capital Roast Duck!

If Buddha jumping over the wall is the essence of soup, then the imperial capital roast duck can be said to be the essence of roasting!

Although this dish does not have a long history, it actually embodies all the essence of Chinese baked food.

Marinated, cooled, and baked, an authentic Imperial Capital Roast Duck takes six hours to cook.

With the help of modern tools, although it is difficult to roast duck in the imperial capital, most people can make it, but in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, even if it is the Shangshi Bureau, the tools are still very simple, which is still a huge challenge for Ming Tian.

Of course, this challenge is far less than one-tenth of the Buddha jumping over the wall.

Mingtian doesn't have a shelf, and he doesn't like to call people, and more importantly, Mingtian doesn't trust recruiting chefs, so he does everything himself.

The imperial capital roast duck needs to use two kinds of sugar, white sugar and starch sugar, which is easy to do, but white sugar is not available this year, so Mingtian chose another ancient sugar instead.

Cane sugar.

This kind of sugar that appeared in 300 years BC has a long history, and it was first recorded in "Chu Ci", but it is not widely used, if it wasn't for Yin Chan saying it to himself last night, Ming Tian didn't know that there was this kind of sugar.

"Little brother, how was the soaking last night?" When I was choosing materials, I happened to meet Zhaoke.

"Scallops, sea cucumbers, turtle skirts, shark fins and abalone are all soaking, the progress is good, and it should be completed the morning after tomorrow." Ming Tian spoke very carefully.

Buddha jumping over the wall is the key to the success or failure of this plan, and it must not be leaked until the last moment.

"Speaking of which, thank you, without you, I wouldn't be able to jump over the wall." For gratitude, Mingtian has always been stingy.

Zhao Ke turned his face sideways, and he could see that his eyes were different from yesterday, full of determination.

"Little brother, as long as I can make Qian Shan pay more, my life is yours, if you need help, just say, as long as I can do it, I will never give up!"

It seems that his hatred for Qian Shanduo is real.

"If you help, you really have something to help with today." Ming Tian said, blushing a little shyly.

Zhao Ke patted his chest and said: "I can't let Qian Shan know more about my cooperation with you, so I can't help you deal with the cooking, so as not to suspect him, but I can teach you, let's say, there are no ingredients in this world that I can't handle." ”

"That ......" Ming Tian was still a little embarrassed, although he was a little embarrassed, he still said it.

"I haven't killed a duck, can you teach me?"

Mingtian humbly asked for advice.

In addition to fish and shrimp that swim in the water, who will buy a live duck and kill it by themselves? It's not for someone else to kill and bring back to cook!

"Uh...... Yes?! ”

When Zhao Ke heard this, he was stunned, and his two eyes shot out a look that represented the unbelievable.

"You...... You're such a great chef...... Haven't killed a duck? ”

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Hurriedly coded out.,I don't have time to do a typo check.,Sorry.,I'll check when I get home in the afternoon.,I'm going to work everyone.。