"Imperial Chef Wang, please stay."

Xiao Li's father-in-law's voice came from behind.

Wang Fugui stopped and asked politely, "Is there anything else to do with Father-in-law Li?" ”

"You'll have to make tomorrow's sweet and sour tenderloin. These are the rewards that the emperor has given you. With a wave of Xiao Li's father-in-law, two little palace maids stepped forward, holding trays in their hands, rows of silver ingots on one plate, and a knife on the other.

Wang Fugui's eyes lit up when he saw the imperial knife.

"Being able to cook for the emperor is a blessing that my Wang family has cultivated for several lifetimes, and the slaves will definitely not live up to the emperor's love."

Saying that, Wang Fugui knelt down in the direction of the Heart Cultivation Palace, solemnly kowtowed, and said sonorously: "Slave Xie Master Longen." Xiao Li's father-in-law looked at his set of actions, and his heart was amazed.

He is a master who will come, and he will definitely achieve something in the future.

Xiao Li's father-in-law had the intention of making friends, and the other deliberately made friends, and the two naturally talked in detail.

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The next day, Wang Fugui had a separate stove, and an apprentice gave him a hand, which was several times better than before, which was also the reason why the emperor brought a reward.

Under the envious gaze of everyone, Wang Fugui began to make his best sweet and sour tenderloin. This dish can be cooked by the entire imperial kitchen in the imperial dining room, but only he can get the favor of the emperor, which shows that this dish will become the foundation of Wang Fugui's foothold in the imperial dining room.

Wan Fugui cooks very carefully, completely cheering up the spirit of twelve points, and when it comes out of the pot, he personally covers it and watches the eunuch leave.

The Temple of Nourishing the Heart

Feng Jiuchuan looked at the dishes in front of him, he had no appetite at all, and when his eyes fell on the plate of sweet and sour loin, Gonggong Xiao cleverly put a piece of it on the plate.

Feng Jiuchuan just put it in his mouth, his brows furrowed slightly, "Redo." ”

"Let the one from yesterday do it." Feng Jiuchuan added.

Gonggong Xiao was stunned for a moment, thinking in his heart whether the imperial dining room did not take the emperor's words too seriously, and dared to disobey the yang and the yin, and change someone to make this dish, they didn't want to think about the emperor's tongue but tasted all the flavors, how could they be deceived.

"Yes."

Gonggong Xiao summoned Xiao Lizi, "You go to the imperial dining room now, and let Wang Fugui make a sweet and sour tenderloin again." Remember, it must be Wang Fugui, no one else can. ”

"Yes, yes, apprentice will go."

Xiao Li's father-in-law ran quickly to the imperial dining room all the way, as soon as he entered, the imperial chefs' eyes lit up one by one after seeing him, and they secretly thought that someone else made a dish today into the emperor's eyes.

The head chef stepped forward and asked with a smile, "Gonggong Li." ”

Xiao Li's father-in-law's gaze crossed directly from his body and fell on Wang Fugui's body, "Wang Yuchu, you hurry up and make a sweet and sour tenderloin, the emperor is waiting." ”

Wang Fugui was overjoyed, he didn't expect the emperor to like to eat the sweet and sour tenderloin he made so much, he just ate one and actually ordered one in person, which was the first honor in the entire imperial dining room.

This made Wang Fugui a little floating, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, and he was still respectful for too long, "Okay." Minions do it. ”

He was still doing it very seriously and attentively, and a plate of sweet and sour tenderloin was baked in the sight of all the imperial chefs, and Xiao Li's father-in-law personally carried the food box and left.

As soon as Xiao Li's father-in-law left, many imperial chefs stepped forward.

"Congratulations to Imperial Chef Wang."

"Fugui, you really can."

"You'll have to teach us later."