Fortunately, Jin Xiting didn't pay attention to it so much, walked into the kitchen and quickly took out all the vegetarian ingredients, beckoned the people in the small kitchen to move quickly, and said to Gu Yi: "You come to help, I'll help you make it." Time is too tight, so it can only be simpler. ”

Seeing all kinds of ingredients, Gu Yi's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Can I make it myself?" ”

Jin Xiting was stunned: "Do you know how to cook?" ”

This little palace maid isn't even a cook, she can still cook? Don't mess it up again.

But Gu Yi didn't care so much at all, her attention was all attracted by the ingredients, and at the same time, she didn't forget to ask: "Why does His Royal Highness King Meng designate vegan?" Is it that he is particularly fond of vegetarian food? ”

This is Gu Yi's very human side, usually treats everything, has no heart and lungs, and rarely uses his brain. But when it comes to cooking, her brain is very good. It's as if all her brain cells have been used to shape her culinary talent.

The highest level of cooking is nothing but idealism. The chef cooks the dishes carefully, and the diners eat only when they are satisfied. If you want to make a good dish for your appetite, you must capture the other person's heart.

"King Meng likes to experiment with all kinds of dishes, and in my opinion, he is looking for a favorite. But I haven't seen him like anything in particular for so many years. Jin Xiting looked at Gu Yi's very skillful movements, looked at it thoughtfully for a while, and then stepped forward to get busy.

"So many years? Jin Imperial Chef, you are so young, you have been in the palace for many years? Gu Yi was a little surprised.

Jin Xiting put the ivory tofu on the cutting board, held the knife in her right hand, and slapped the cutting board with her left hand, the tofu was shaken into the air, only to see her hand pick up the knife and drop a few times, and when the tofu returned to the cutting board, it all became neat and small squares. At the same time, she did not forget to answer: "It's been three or four years." ”

"What a handsome knife worker!" Gu Yi was stunned when he saw her neat knife technique. "Could it be that this is the martial arts played in martial arts films?"

Jin Xiting ignored her inconspicuous self-talk, and instead asked, "King Meng likes spicy, I make mapo tofu, what about you?" ”

Gu Yi was not to be outdone, she smiled mysteriously and said, "You'll know later!" ”

It doesn't matter if he likes spicy food, just let him think it's delicious.

She took out a large taro that had been peeled and put it on the cutting board, although the technique was not as dazzling as Jin Xiting's, her knife technique was solid and neat, and the pieces of taro cut out were neat, almost every one was the same size.

The taro pieces were cut here, and the oil pot that she told the cook to prepare was already hot, so she hurriedly put the taro pieces into the oil pot and fried them. Here is another pot, pour out half a bowl of white sugar, visually measure the amount, and then pour an appropriate amount of oil into the pot, the oil is hot, put in the sugar, and tell the fire girl: "The fire is smaller!" ”

She actually used sugar to make taro!

Although Jin Xiting's subordinates were still busy, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Gu Yi's approach from time to time. I was very surprised that the real cooking masters of the Jinfeng Dynasty were all among the people, and they became their own sects, and they were usually dug into the palace by the royal family if they were outstanding and dazzling. And Jinmen, who was born in herself, has never tried to defeat in various cooking skills duels, and she has also shown her talent for cooking since she was a child, and she will be summoned to the palace when she is a teenager when she is famous.

But she had never seen Gu Yi do this.

After thinking about it, the white sugar under the wooden shovel in Gu Yi's hand had been fried into syrup, the syrup changed from thick to thin, and the color gradually changed from the initial white, gradually to light yellow, and finally to dark yellow.

At the same time, Gu Yi was frying sugar with his left hand, but with the other hand, he leaned over neatly, scooped up the oil pot and fried the taro pieces to the nine medium boil, the taro pieces had turned golden at this time, and the room was full of the smell of crispy taro.