Vestibule.

Wu Zetian's eyes retracted, and these black and white eyes finally fell on Shangguan Wan'er's body.

"Why is the kitchen noisy?"

After all, it's just a small restaurant, and the back kitchen is not far from here, and the slightest noise can be conveyed to the front hall.

It's just that this casual question immediately became the top priority, and after a while, a eunuch came over cautiously, bowed down to the ground and said: "Your Majesty, there is a dispute in the back kitchen." ”

Wu Zetian was neither happy nor angry, and said lightly: "Oh? ”

"The head chef of the restaurant, Qin Shaoyou, made a bet with the imperial chef Wang An, competing to prepare a meal for His Majesty."

Shangguan Wan'er on the side said: "It's really bold, Your Majesty is here, and they dare to make a gambling contract." ”

Shangguan Wan'er is exquisite, she knows that the 'formless' Qin Shaoyou is not confused, on the contrary, this guy probably knows that the Son of Heaven is here today, and he is doing it for others to see, no matter how this guy messes around, he will not be punished, he can't make a good dish from his father, the first prince praised it, turned his head, His Majesty came to miss the first prince, and slaughtered his father's son easily.

Therefore, with Wu Zetian's temperament, it is impossible to be angry, but this kind of small dispute has become a little condiment for today's boring performance, she deliberately scolded, ostensibly to show that her eyes could not tolerate sand, but deliberately to show the tolerance of the Son of Heaven.

There should always be someone in this world who sings with a red face, and someone who sings with a white face, right?

Wu Zetian really pursed his lips and smiled, instead of being angry, he smiled and said, "Bet? It's kind of interesting, Wan'er, it's a good thing, don't be angry. ”

Shangguan Wan'er came down the ladder and said, "Yes." But she thought in her heart: "That bastard surnamed Qin is scheming, most of them have even expected what happened here, it's really not a thing." ”

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In the back kitchen. The old eunuch Wang An was already busy, the chicken had been put into the pot, the water had been boiled, and then, the bamboo shoots had been peeled and cut into pieces, like this, the imperial chef cultivated in the palace was actually the best at fire, but when he arrived here, his brows were deeply furrowed.

Obviously, the stove in the palace is different from the stove here, the palace is a big stove, the fire is stronger, and the stove here is small, so the heat is a little uncertain, so he has to keep opening the lid of the pot and holding a spoon to keep observing.

Finally, he let out a long breath and instructed the little eunuch: "Go down to the bamboo shoots." ”

The bamboo shoots were thrown into the tumbling chicken soup, like a flat boat in a storm, tumbling in the boiling water, Wang An began to put salt, green onion and ginger and other things, and Qin Shaoyou on the side said: "I have chicken essence here, if I put it in......"

"Don't!" Wang An looked at him vigilantly, what kind of chicken essence, God knows what kind of bad intentions this kid An, Wang An has never heard of this thing.

Qin Shaoyou, who was rejected by Wang An and rarely had a good person, pouted and disagreed.

When everything was ready, Wang An ordered someone to put it into the pot, and the little eunuch poured out the soup, took out the bamboo shoots and chicken, and only held a small bowl of Ruyi soup, Wang An seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief, and sneered at Qin Shaoyou: "Let's go first, you do it slowly." He took the soup and walked away cautiously.

This guy understands the principle of preemptive man.

However, he did a good job, the soup was golden, the aroma was pleasant, and it was really full of color and flavor.

Qin Shaoyou didn't bother to pay attention to him, but said: "Qin Shou, Qin Shou ......"

Qin Shou didn't dare to come in outside, and when he heard the order, he entered the back kitchen tremblingly, only to hear Qin Shaoyou say: "Go and see what the things in the pot are just now, and then take out all the eggs in the jar." ”

Qin Shou saw that his cousin was full of confidence, and seemed to be infected by his momentum, but he also cheered up a little, and hurriedly said: "Okay......"

………………

A bowl of ruyi soup now fell in front of Wu Zetian.

Wang An stood aside and watched cautiously.

This bowl of soup is fragrant, even Wu Zetian is a little moved.

She stretched out her delicate hand, took the silver spoon prepared on the side, carefully scooped up a spoonful of soup, pursed her red lips, blew the soup cold, and then put it in her mouth.

Wang An nervously watched His Majesty drink the soup, his throat and eyes were about to come out, in the past, he was not able to serve the table like this, what he cooked, and it was impossible to wait for the Son of Heaven to eat, so whether it was good or bad, it had nothing to do with him, no matter how good the craftsmanship was, that was also his duty, but today was different, in fact, he was also serving for the first time, so he couldn't help but be a little nervous.

Wu Zetian took a bite and couldn't help but smile, she said, "Is this the wishful soup that Hong'er used to eat here in the past?" ”

Wang An hurriedly said: "Yes." ”

Wu Zetian said: "Okay." ”

Don't look at it as just an understatement, but as a son of heaven who enjoys all the wealth in the world, it is enough to make people excited to say such an evaluation.

Wang An said in the period: "Your Majesty...... Your Majesty...... Old Slave ...... Old slave ......"

Shangguan Wan'er smiled on the side: "Okay, okay, you don't need to flatter, Your Majesty praises you, you just obediently respond." ”

"Yes...... It's ......"

Wu Zetian was eating Ruyi soup, his eyes flashed, this Ruyi soup was eating here, it was in response to the situation, as if just a few years ago, the high-spirited former prince, that is, Wu Zetian's parent, was also sitting here, eating Ruyi soup here, time is staggered, things are wrong, Wu Zetian stared at the soup, suddenly stopped, she sighed, but I don't know if it was intentional, or the true feelings.

The female officials and eunuchs who were clustered around did not dare to come out, and they hung their heads one after another, and the needles could be heard in the entire hall.

In this extremely quiet atmosphere, Wu Zetian picked up the silver spoon again, and between heaven and earth, only the slight sound of her gently scooping the soup remained.

………………

Soon after, footsteps came.

This time, it was Qin Shaoyou and a pair of cousins who arrived.

Wang An won the praise of the Son of Heaven, and he was high-spirited, as soon as he saw Qin Shaoyou's kid coming, he couldn't help but be proud, and when he was inadvertent, he deliberately glanced at Qin Shaoyou with a provocative look, but Qin Shaoyou pretended not to see it.

However, when everyone saw what Qin Shaoyou was holding in his hand, many people gasped.

What is that?

Millet porridge......

Porridge and water, from high-ranking officials and nobles to peddlers and pawns, are one of the staple foods that are often eaten, and it is understandable for Qin Shaoyou to take it, but the problem is that this ordinary millet porridge actually dares to be presented to the king, will Your Majesty rarely give you a bowl of porridge?

Even Shangguan Wan'er, who had some confidence in Qin Shaoyou, couldn't help but be a little disappointed at this time.

If there was no one next to Qin Shaoyou, he wanted to bring the porridge in his hand to Wu Zetian's case, but a little eunuch stopped him, Qin Shaoyou had to hand over the porridge to him, and the eunuch then transferred the porridge to Wu Zetian.

Speaking of this bowl of porridge alone, in fact, whether it is from the appearance or the faint aroma of porridge in the air, it can also be said to be superior, but nothing else is added to it, even if there is no green onion and ginger, it can't help but make people feel that this guy who makes porridge is really in the water in his brain and blasphemes the Son of Heaven.

Shangguan Wan'er couldn't help but say, "Qin Shaoyou, is Your Majesty rare for you to have a clear soup and little water?" ”

Qin Shaoyou immediately shot back: "It doesn't matter what you eat, the important thing is that it's delicious, isn't the girl knowing?" Whether it tastes good or not, of course, His Majesty has the final say. ”

This guy ...... What a guts.

Shangguan Wan'er bit her lip and was severely ridiculed by Qin Shaoyou, but she was powerless to refute.

It's Wang Anle on the side, this guy is dead. contradicted the female official who was waiting for the edict, and made a bowl of porridge and water for His Majesty to eat, and he was still so arrogant.

Wu Zetian didn't think about it, and said with a smile: "Since you are here, it doesn't hurt to taste the folk porridge and water." ”

She shows her tolerance everywhere, which is consistent with Qin Shaoyou's guess, the more decisive people are, the easier it is to get along with, because in front of political enemies, as a female emperor, Wu Zetian must use the most brutal means to fight her enemies and maintain her ruling foundation, but because of this, for some inconsequential things, she can maintain a lenient attitude.

Wu Zetian pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes glanced at Qin Shaoyou very casually, and her impression of this guy became a little deeper, and then she picked up the silver spoon and took a sip.

Many people looked at Wu Zetian nervously, and after Wu Zetian ate the porridge and chewed it in her mouth, she slowly put down the spoon, raised her eyebrows, and spit out another word from her mouth: "Good!" [End of chapter]