As a spy, there are only two goals, to survive and to deliver news, and if you don't get it right, you'll die here, so your mouth should be quite strict.

"And." Lin Du felt a little embarrassed and coughed lightly, "This matter may more or less damage your reputation, and when this matter is over, I will think of a perfect plan for you." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Chen Yuanzhi bowed.

"Be careful to mediate, and I'll come back to see you in two days." After saying this, Lin Du hurriedly left, in fact, it was the first time she had done this kind of thing, and her face was so blushing.

After lunch, Lin Du took a nap, then went to the imperial dining room to learn to cook, and finally got in touch with such a top chef, she had to learn both hands, go back and make it for her mother to taste, maybe she is a little Chinese master.

The head chef of the imperial kitchen had already thought about what to teach the emperor, "Your Majesty, the minister sees that you like this crab roe and soup dumplings very much, so why don't you teach you to do this today." ”

When Lin Du was learning to knead dough, Concubine Shu's personal maid came over.

Seeing her, the head chef unconsciously made a bitter face.

Concubine Shu's personal maid was startled when she saw Lin Dui, obviously she didn't expect the emperor to knead dough in the imperial dining room, the flour-stained dragon robe was everywhere, and Lin Dui's face was even stained with powder, which looked a little funny, "Slave and maid to Your Majesty to say goodbye." ”

"What are you doing here?" Lin Du wanted to know what made the head chef of the imperial kitchen have a bitter face when he saw this servant.

"Back to Your Majesty, Concubine Shu asked the slave maid to ask for some taro milk tea." The handmaid bowed her head and replied respectfully.

Lin Du was proud, and sure enough, all women in the world would surrender to the milk tea, "Well, then you can take it." ”

Wait for her to finish the milk tea and leave.

Lin Du asked the head chef with some gossip: "Why do you have a bitter face when you see other people's little girls?" Is there any emotional debt, say it, I will call the shots for you. ”

"Your Majesty." The head chef was so frightened that he didn't hold the rolling pin and fell to the ground: "How dare the minister teach each other privately in the palace." ”

"Why are you scared like this?" Lin Du helped him pick up the rolling pin and handed it to the imperial chef next to him, "You have something to say, but it doesn't hurt." ”

"Your Majesty, the minister shouldn't have beaked the ladies of this palace, but the ladies in this palace have to come four or five times a day to ask for milk tea, and eight out of ten of these stoves are boiling milk tea. That's it, but those ladies sometimes make a miasma here in order to compete for milk tea. The ministers can't afford to offend any of them, and they're really distressed. The head chef frowned, thinking of the days when he made sandwich biscuits.

"Poof." Lin Du couldn't hold back his laughter, "That's what the co-authorship is for." ”

The head chef looked at Lin Du aggrievedly: "Your Majesty." ”

I didn't expect my milk tea to be so popular, Lin Du was very proud, "In this way, you give this milk tea to the small kitchens of each palace, so that they don't have to come to toss you." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The head chef likes the current emperor very much, he is reasonable, approachable, and a good emperor in a million. Since he attached great importance to the imperial dining room and issued the title of "foodie", the status of chefs in the country has improved more than a little.

"Also, since they love milk tea so much, don't let me hold a milk tea contest in this palace." Lin Du felt that he was really a clever ghost, so he diverted the attention of these concubines, telling them not to think about how to let themselves go to their palace all day long, "The one who wins, I will go to her palace to eat." ”

"Huh?" The head chef felt that his jaw dropped in shock, and he wanted to take back his idea that Lin Duan was a good emperor just now.

Lu Fuxin had long been accustomed to the idea that the current emperor would come to the imagination from time to time, and replied respectfully: "No." ”

As Lin Du expected, the harem beauties heard the news, no one thought about how to make the emperor, they all thought about studying milk tea, one is to let the emperor come to eat, the emperor has not entered the harem for a long time, the first time to go to someone's palace it is a great honor, and the second is to drink it for herself, after all, this thing is really delicious.

For a while, the palace concubines no longer wore all kinds of gorgeous skirts to wander around the imperial garden and palace roads, nor were they holding any tea parties, everyone was closed, just in their own palaces, wearing old clothes and rolling up their sleeves to make milk tea.

During these days, the whole palace is filled with the sweet smell of milk tea, which is a scenery of its own.

Finally, when Lin Dubao broke the sixth xiaolongbao, she gave up, threw the ugly xiaolongbao on the board, and said angrily: "Forget it, this is too difficult, I won't do it." ”

"Don't you dream of being a Chinese master?" Lu Zhaoqing's voice of watching the show appeared in her head, and he had never spoken to Lin Du because of anything else except for the task.

Lin Du said angrily: "The dream is shattered, isn't it okay?" ”

"Okay, okay, congratulations, your dream of becoming a little master of China lasted an hour and was shattered." Lu Zhaoqing felt that this little girl was really funny.

"No, you suddenly appeared just to mock my dreams shattered?" Lin Du was angry, this person, he is working hard here, he is good, he will say cool things if he has nothing to do.

"Of course not, I'm not so idle." Lu Zhaoqing was in a good mood and informed Lin Dui: "Your luck has dropped by ten percent again, it seems that if you work harder, the task will be completed." ”

"Really? That's great! Then I'll have 20 percent luck left! Lin Duyi was excited, and his hand hit the board, "Oops! ”

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Lu Fuxin asked with concern.

Lin Du touched the smooth and tender little hand he had been hit, no, now it was a man's rough big hand, "It's okay, it's okay." I don't want to learn anymore, Imperial Chef, you can cook it for me, and I'll have two xiaolongbao for dinner. ”

"No." The imperial chef looked at the buns of Lin Dui's buns in different shapes, "Your Majesty, do you want to steam this for you?" ”

Lin Du looked at those ugly xiaolongbao and felt a little disgusted, but don't let me eat them, "You throw it away." ”

Unexpectedly, the head chef suddenly knelt down: "Your Majesty, the minister doesn't dare." ”

"Then you can steam it, if you can eat it, you can eat it." Lin Du recalled that he had carefully washed his hands before making Xiaolongbao, and he shouldn't have eaten bad stomach, but it was unpalatable.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The head chef of the imperial kitchen was so excited that he trembled a little, there were so many imperial chefs in all dynasties, which one of them could eat the xiaolongbao wrapped by the emperor himself because of this honor, father, mother, son Guangzong and his ancestors! He made up his mind that his life would be the emperor's in the future.