Li Jing did not dwell on the affairs of the small people like Reilly, but turned the topic to the next construction affairs.

After finishing talking about business, he said that Shao Zhan invited him to dinner today, so it was better to go to fight the autumn breeze together.

So we have today's dinner.

Although Li Jing was joking, Yu Qizheng hurriedly explained: "How come? If you want to take advantage, you take advantage of a little, that is, you don't pay them for cooking. I paid for these dishes! If you don't believe it, go ask Xiao Yi, I will give him money and he will go to the purchase with the chef. Let me tell you, these dishes are expensive! ”

"Yo, I feel sorry for you. How much did it cost you? Li Jingwei said with a smile.

"Twelve taels!" Yu Qizheng shouted: "I have to check the account when the meeting is finished, I suspect that these two forced goods colluded to report a fake account!" ”

Several people burst into laughter.

Zuo Hansheng and Qi Chaoqun secretly made up their minds in their hearts: they must have a good relationship with Shao Zhan. I'm afraid there are few people in the world who "force" and "force" when talking to the prince.

"Hahaha, okay, then let's try such an expensive dish." Li Jing said with a wild smile.

When he was about to pick up vegetables, a loud cry came: "Can't eat!" ”

Everyone's faces changed.

Zeng Qingfu trotted over, and everyone noticed that he had changed into a set of white tights, and the cuffs, waist, trouser legs, chest, and legs were all tied tightly with straps. Probably due to the hurry, there was also a small mint leaf hanging from the beard.

Li Jing's heart moved, thinking of the emotion that his father had said to him before.

Emperor Yang of the former dynasty was atrocity and rebellious, and the heavens were angry and resentful. He knew in his heart that he was worried about being assassinated all day long. Therefore, when the chef and the imperial doctor faced the saint, all parts of the body were tied tightly with straps, so that it was difficult to carry the blade with him. Even if you can hide sharp weapons, it is not convenient to take them out.

Even the people around him have to be so guarded, which shows the weight of their suspicions.

But how? In the end, he was not killed by his own guards.

It can be seen that when an emperor is really able to protect his own safety, it is not how well the preventive measures are taken, but how good the emperor is.

As for the mint leaves, they should also be one of those cumbersome rules, so as not to displease the master with the tone of the chef.

Zeng Qingfu straightened his hat and stepped forward to reposition the plate containing the dishes. Then take out a small square box, first open it with both hands to indicate a circle, and then take out the silver needles in the box, eight on each of the left and right hands, and insert them into the dish.

Then he took out a small saucer from the box and knelt on the ground and raised his hands above his head.

Everyone understood that this was a "food tasting", in which the emperor sandwiched a slice from any part of the plate.

The procedure of "tasting" is required for the imperial diet. Li Jing did not refuse, and immediately sandwiched a piece into Zeng Qingfu's plate.

Zeng Qingfu got up after eating the food and sang loudly: "The name of this dish is Langli Baitiao." The main ingredient is the swim bladder of large fish with more than one zhang in deep water, and the auxiliary materials are ......"

Everyone noticed his introduction, not how the dishes were. The main points of the presentation are: where the fish was bought, who killed the fish, who added firewood, who washed the dishes, and so on.

"By the way, what did you say about your last name just now?" Li Jing suddenly asked.

"Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, the grass people's surname is Zeng." Zeng Qingfu replied respectfully.

"What is the relationship between the first imperial chef of the former dynasty and you?" Li Jing continued to ask.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the father of the family." Zeng Qingfu replied.

"Good, good. We have a good day today," Li Jing turned to Zuo Hansheng and the others and said: "My father once said that when the previous dynasty was not dead, he had attended a royal banquet. I have always been obsessed with Chef Zeng's dishes, and I always sigh that it is difficult to eat such delicious things. ”

"Then why don't you summon the Imperial Dining Room?" Yu Qizheng asked puzzled.

This is also a question that everyone wants to ask. As an emperor, who do you like to eat, and if you call him to be a chef, won't you have it? What a simple thing.