"Yuan Gongzi, that's all for the preparations." Zhang Xiyue said: "If you are tired for a day, you can go back and rest!"

"Okay..."Fang Zhongyue turned around and went out and went back to his room, lying on the bed for a while, unable to sleep, and couldn't help but think of Zhang Xiyue.

It's just that he doesn't pay attention, but he is a careful person and has an excellent memory, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that she is a different person, and several things are out of common sense.

Let's just talk about the topic just now, how could Zhang Lin's family hire a southern chef even though they are from the north? Could it be that they who have lived in the north for a long time prefer southern food? It's weird...

There was something in their hearts, and the three of them woke up early, and before dawn, Fang Zhongyue got a charcoal fire to burn the tea stove, and there was no pot to replace it with a kettle for boiling water.

Zhang Xiyue first put a little lard in it and stir-fried the cabbage sum, then poured in the chicken broth, and then dipped it in cornstarch water to make six large meatballs from the meat filling prepared last night and put it in the soup;

The crab roe left in advance is embedded in each large meatball, and then the vegetable leaves are covered with a lid, and then the heat is boiled and then turned to low heat and simmered, and the aroma has already wafted out when the sky is bright.

It is a rich aroma of meat, mixed with a hint of crab roe, the deliciousness of chicken broth and the freshness of green vegetables.

Fang Zhongyue couldn't help but swallow his saliva, Yin Xiaotao just happened to see it and asked with a smile: "How is it?" Lady's craftsmanship is amazing, right? ”

"Well... That's nice! Fang Zhongyue took a deep breath, "It's even better than the full-time chef here, and the taste is very pure." ”

Zhang Xiyue smiled slightly, "The soup they hung is almost hot, it would be better if I made it myself, and the lack of shrimp here is not strong enough." ”

"Really? I didn't expect the young lady to be so skilled in cooking. As if echoing Fang Zhongyu's words, the people who lived nearby came over in twos and threes and asked what was so delicious.

Yin Xiaotao said proudly: "This is the crab roe lion head made by my young lady specially for the prince, you just need to borrow the light and smell it, don't expect to eat it!"

Everyone listened to the discussion and praised Zhang Xiyue's cooking skills.

At this time, someone said: "Mrs. Zhang, just now I saw that the prince seems to have entered the garden, when is your lion head good?" It's too late for the prince to leave. ”

"Ouch!" Zhang Xiyue said anxiously: "Why did the prince come so early?" I have to stew for half an hour! ”

"What can I do? I'm afraid the prince won't be able to stay that long! Yin Xiaotao was also very anxious, "Isn't Miss busy in vain!" ”

"Don't worry, don't worry..."Fang Zhong looked more closely at the leaves on the treetops, "It should be the west wind... Maybe you can blow the scent into the garden. ”

The garden is in the middle and back of the courtyard on the fifth floor, and Zhang Xiyue and her family live on the west side, and theoretically the aroma of the lion's head should be able to waft through.

Zhang Xiyue hesitated, "It's too far away, right?" ”

An old man next to him also said: "No, Mrs. Zhang, first, the wind is too weak, and second, the distance is too far, and the fragrance will disperse before it can drift over."

"Yes! You'll have to move the stove to the garden. ”

"Yes, Mrs. Zhang, you should move here." Although these subordinates didn't say it, they all knew that Tan Yurong was doing something against Zhang Xiyue, and they sympathized with her plight and came up with ideas at this time.

Zhang Xiyue was puzzled: "But there is still a fire in the furnace, so there is no way to move it so hot?" Although Fang Zhongyue was smart, he was a child after all, and he couldn't think of any feasible way for a while.

A middle-aged man took the shovel they were digging for, first brought down the clay pot for stewing the lion's head, and then put the shovel flat against the ground and inserted it under the tea stove.

The so-called tea stove is just an iron barrel, very small, with a square gap on the side to put carbon, and a slightly shrunken round mouth on the top to put a sand pot, which does not have much weight, and is just big enough to put on the shovel at this time.

Seeing this, Fang Zhongyue said happily: "You can move casually with the shovel."

"Why don't you go quickly?" Yin Xiaotao picked up the sand pot with a lion's head and urged: "The prince should leave in a while, let's go over quickly..."

Fang Zhongyue didn't wait for her to say a second sentence, then pulled the shovel and walked briskly towards the garden, and Zhang Xiyue and the others followed closely behind.

Just like yesterday, seven or eight guards came out of the flowers quite far away, and lined up to meet them.

Fang Zhongyue ignored it and walked forward quickly, until he was blocked by the guards, it was only more than forty steps away from the garden, Fang Zhongyue stabilized the shovel and asked Yin Xiaotao to put the sand pot on it.

Several of the guards looked puzzled, and then asked, "Mrs. Zhang, are you... Do? ”

Zhang Xiyue smiled and said, "I got up early and made some food, but the stove is not hot, this place is windy and the furnace is hot, it doesn't matter if I don't disturb the prince, right?"

These guards were ordered not to allow anyone to approach Zhu Gaochi, of course they didn't care about other things, and the leader nodded and said, "As long as Madame doesn't disturb the prince, it's fine."

Zhang Xiyue took a small fan and fanned the fire, and several guards remained in place without worry. The fire opened the soup in the clay pot, bubbling and bubbling, and the aroma gradually spread from the lid of the pot.

Several guards didn't pay attention at first, and when the aroma entered their noses, they were surprised one by one, and asked what was in the clay pot.

Yin Xiaotao deliberately said loudly: "You don't understand, do you? This is an authentic crab roe lion head, made by my young lady, how is it fragrant enough? ”

"It's so fragrant," one of the guards said enviously, "I've eaten this dish in the restaurant outside, but it's far worse than Mrs. Zhang's, it's simply incomparable."

"Not really! I've also eaten it, how can it be so delicious? Oh my God, the smell is so fragrant, maybe the lion's head inside is delicious...! The guards talked a lot, and they all swallowed their saliva.

Zhang Xiyue was calm on the surface, but she was very anxious in her heart, because there was no movement in the garden at all, so it was said that Zhu Gaochi should have smelled the smell?

Fang Zhongyue crossed his feet and looked inside, but he couldn't see anything, so he had to ask, "A few guard brothers, is the prince inside?"

"Of course—" The guards at the head became alert, "What are you going to do?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I will never disturb the prince." Fang Zhongyue carefully observed the direction in which the steam in the pot floated out, carefully pulled the shovel back and forth, and opened the lid of the clay pot.

The guards saw that he was acting strangely, so they followed him step by step, and someone asked him what he was doing.

Fang Zhongyue smiled and said: "The lion head inside is more delicious in this way, and the chefs in the restaurant outside don't know this method, so the lion head they make is not delicious." The guards did not know whether it was true or not, and they did not stop it.

After a while, there was no movement inside, and Zhang Xiyue was a little discouraged, "Yuan Gongzi, it seems that this trick doesn't work!" Maybe the flowers are too dense and block the fragrance? ”

Fang Zhongyue frowned and shook his head, "Shouldn't it?" No matter how dense the flowers and trees are, they can't stop them..."Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw someone moving in the depths of the flowers.

"It's coming!" Fang Zhongyue let out a happy snort, took the fan in Zhang Xiyue's hand and fanned it violently. The soup is tumbling, and a strong fragrance immediately wafts with the wind.

"Ouch hey!" The guard at the head couldn't help but swallow a big mouthful of saliva, "Mrs. Zhang, you... It's too gluttonous! ”...