"Oil, what's that?"

The steward looked confused, he couldn't understand what His Majesty said, so he wouldn't be beaten by the board......

"Make a hot pan, cut these white ones into small pieces and put them in the pot, add a little water, and stir constantly......"

Qin Yizhong commanded.

Although the steward hurriedly did so, he muttered in his heart, isn't this the same as making meat soup?

It's all boiled with water and meat, and the nobles don't like to eat it.

Even Gao An on the side looked at it curiously, not understanding what His Majesty was doing......

The bronze tripod was slowly heated, and according to Qin Yizhong's instructions, there seemed to be a sound of clattering and lala inside, which was very unfamiliar to the chef who had always been accustomed to steaming.

Frightened, he stepped back.

Gao An subconsciously took a handful of Qin Yizhong, afraid that something would happen.

What was Qin Yizhong thinking at this time?

Ahh

When the lard was boiled, the people in the room were a little dumbfounded, how the white lump had now become like water, yellow and clear, and the air was filled with a fragrance that they could not describe.

It makes people's throat move unconsciously.

Next, Qin Yizhong arranged for the steward to fry a few meat dishes, and after eating, his stomach was round, and then he went back to sleep satisfied.

What is Gao An's status, when Qin Yi redoubled his meal, he was worried about it, and after Qin Yizhong fell asleep, Gao Gonggong, who was particularly particular about face in front of His Majesty, unceremoniously took away Qin Yizhong's remaining meals.

I only took one bite, wow, what does this taste like, it's too fragrant.

Just as Gao An wiped his mouth and was about to go back to Qin Yizhong's side to serve, he saw the steward's crying face rushing over, and he knelt down directly: "My lord, the oil it, it, it has changed back again......"

He couldn't explain it clearly.

How did the watery thing, which was already yellow, turn back into white?

But don't let him break it, if His Majesty knows, what if he wants his head?

Gao An was full of food and drink, and when he was in a good mood, he followed him to take a look, well, to be honest, he couldn't see a one, two, three, four, gentleman who was far away from cooking, this white flowery thing......

When Qin Yizhong woke up the next day, he found that Gao An's mind did not belong, and he didn't know what national affairs he was thinking about......

When he learned what Gao An was seriously thinking about, Qin Yizhong: "......"

"That's normal solidification, when you stir-fry the vegetables, shovel a little bit, and it melts when it's hot."

Qin Yi snorted condescendingly with a contemptuous gaze, Gao An hurriedly smiled, and waited for her to put on her robe: "Your Majesty understands things more than ministers." ”

muttered in my heart, Your Majesty has really become more and more terrifying, and I understand so many things inexplicably......

Looking up at God, could it be that Your Majesty was really blessed by God?

I was a little more cautious in my heart.

Qin Yizhong didn't know what Gao An was thinking in his head at this time, put on his robe, and left the room quickly, hey, I was looking forward to today's breakfast......

Yesterday, the yellow rice porridge for supper went into the stomach of the little slave, and the little slave was full of food, and he was full of energy when he kept vigil at night.

Gao An also had a full meal yesterday, but as soon as he stepped into the smell of the fragrance, he couldn't help but mutter, this appetite is really unbearable......

While serving Qin Yizhong to eat, he kept thinking in his heart, why did His Majesty always have such a good appetite, if not, he could leave him more......

It's not good to look good if you're fat, eat less, eat less......