Chapter 246: Arrangement
"Fate Gathering Pavilion?" The stall owner's eyes rolled, and then he quickly pulled out the information about the Yuanju Pavilion from his memory.
When many customers eat at his stall, they occasionally talk about the dishes and rice of Yuanju Pavilion, and they all praise it, which makes the stall owner very curious.
"This fate gathers pavilion...... Does it taste really good? He hesitated for a moment, but he still couldn't help but humbly ask the great eunuch for verification.
The big eunuch shook the dust, and his tone was a little displeased: "What our family said is true, and it is impossible for Your Majesty to tell lies, if you don't believe it, don't believe it, don't question it anymore, it seems that you are very superficial." β
Seeing that the big eunuch was angry, the owner of the food stall hurriedly begged for mercy: "Father-in-law, the villain is wrong, mainly because I didn't expect that there would be a restaurant that can be similar to my wonton skills, so I was really surprised." β
Seeing that the big eunuch's expression was still not very good, he hurriedly coughed heavily, and then explained: "The villain's wontons are recipes handed down from the ancestors, and they taste very good...... Later, when we were displaced, we lost the traditions of the past, and we could only make a reluctant taste. β
Later, the villain took over the recipe for the wonton from his father, and felt that the taste was not particularly attractive, so he improved it himself, and it was praised by many people...... The villain wanted to return to Kyoto and find the footprints of his ancestors, so he directly packed up his family and went north to Kyoto, where he set up a small wonton stand. β
Listening to the memories of the stall owner, the great eunuch moved his head, as if he had entered the story a little, so he asked seemingly indifferently, "And then?" β
And then ...... The villain is here. The stall owner also felt that this sentence was really not nutritious at all, so he coughed lightly a little embarrassedly, and then pulled the topic back to its original position, "The villain knows the name of Yuanjuge, and when he has time, he must go to taste the food of Yuanjuge to determine if it is really so good." β
"Hmm." The big eunuch raised his head proudly, then thought of something, and said with some emotion, "I didn't expect you to look amazing, but in fact you are a descendant of the imperial kitchen...... When our family has time, we will definitely tell Your Majesty about this matter, if Your Majesty is in a good mood, maybe you don't have to set up a stall outside anymore? β
No need to set up a stall outside...... What does this mean?
The stall owner raised his head abruptly and looked at the big eunuch who was holding his head high at his side, his eyes were full of surprise: "Father-in-law, what do you mean ......?"
He wanted to say the guess in his heart, but the big eunuch quickly raised his right hand with the orchid finger and put it to his lips, making a gesture to tell the food stall owner not to speak: "Shh, it's good to think about something in your heart, don't say it casually, after all, whether it can be done or not, neither of us is sure, so it's better to keep a low profile." β
But even if he obediently shut up, the food stall owner still pursed his lips a little nervously, and his heart was full of bright and bright future.
If he can enter the palace and become an imperial chef, then the future development will be great, and he can also return to his hometown in fine clothes and slap his face with his own hands the fiancΓ©e who has always looked down on him and even found an excuse to quit the marriage.
The two glanced at each other, and there was a little smile in each other's eyes.
And Luo Yao and Luo Yelin finished eating the wontons together, and then touched their stomachs, and they inevitably had a little bit of satisfaction on their faces.
Luo Yao turned his head, suddenly thought of something, and reached out to support his head with some annoyance: "If I remember correctly, just now we just finished eating a table of dishes made by Miss An in the private room, and now we have another meal of wontons......
Compared with Luo Yao, who was busy with diligence all day long, had no time to exercise, and could only sit all the time, Luo Yelin's expression was much calmer, after all, he had a necessary event for early sword practice every day, whether it was a cold winter or a heavy rain, he would stand under the tree on time, carry up his internal strength, and he was not afraid of wind and rain at that moment.
However, since Luo Yao regretted it a little, Luo Yelin naturally couldn't slap the emperor's face, so he forced himself to make a somewhat embarrassed look: "Brother Chen also regrets a little, after eating this time, it is estimated that he will have a stomachache when he goes back at night." β
"Alas......" Luo Yao sighed, and suddenly thought of something, so he beckoned the big eunuch who was standing beside the stall owner, and then asked in a low voice, "Can you give this stall owner money?" Don't let the family cook for nothing, we had a bully meal. β
"Of course." The great eunuch hurriedly picked up Luo Yao's words, "Your Majesty doesn't have to worry, the servants do things, how can there be times when they don't suit your wishes?" β
This big eunuch who has been following Luo Yao is not small, when they were fourteen years old, they entered the palace and stayed in front of Luo Yao, now more than ten years have passed, and they are also a character who can occasionally joke with Luo Yao.
Hearing his words, Luo Yao really didn't get angry, just laughed: "You are thick-skinned." β
After saying the flattering words, the big eunuch restrained the overly dramatic look on his face, and instead seriously shared what he had just found with Luo Yao: "Your Majesty, you don't know, the slave chatted with this stall owner just now, and actually found a very interesting thing. β
Luo Yao had been sucking and eating wontons, and even if he heard a low conversation behind him, he couldn't recognize the content of the words, so he naturally leaned back in his chair, looked up at the big eunuch, and said casually: "What's the matter, let's talk about it?" β
"Your Majesty, do you think this bowl of wontons is so delicious that you can't stop it?" The big eunuch shrugged his eyebrows, and his white and beardless face had a little cunning look.
After pondering for a while, Luo Yao nodded seriously and agreed with the great eunuch's words: "That's right, I think this bowl of wontons can be called 'delicious in the world'. β
"But did Your Majesty know that a hundred years ago, this bowl of wontons was actually a good thing that only royal people could eat?"
Looking at the mysterious expression of the great eunuch, Luo Yao glanced at the face of the food stall owner, and then quickly reacted: "His ancestor is the imperial chef?" β
"That's right!" The big eunuch clapped his hands violently, "Your Majesty is really powerful!" β
After being glanced at coldly by Luo Yao, the great eunuch no longer continued to praise Luo Yao, but re-told the specific situation in the context of the story.
After hearing this, Luo Yao suddenly realized: "I said why this taste is so suitable for my appetite, it turns out that it is not my appetite, but the appetite of the entire royal family." β
Sure that the big eunuch and Luo Yao were talking about themselves, the food stall owner prepared himself in the depths of his heart, and then slowly walked out from behind the big eunuch, knelt in front of Luo Yao, and kowtowed three respectfully: "The grass people have seen Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live Long live." β
"Let's be flat." Luo Yao casually raised his hand to signal him to stand up, and then looked at him with some curiosity, "What he said is true, you are indeed the descendant of the Imperial Chef?" β
"Absolutely." The stall owner nodded heavily, and then did not forget to correct one of the big eunuchs' statement, "However, this bowl of wontons does not have the materials used in the imperial kitchen, these materials have been lost a lot in the escape, and some of the villains are only partial, and the rest are researched and supplemented by the villains themselves, so the taste must be different from those of the year." β
"You're going to do your own research?" Keenly grasping a small key point in his words, Luo Yao's eyes lit up, "If you can study it yourself, can you transform more dishes together and let them change different tastes?" β
"This ......" was asked, and the stall owner was a little dazed, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.
The ingredients used in wontons were indeed experimented with by him little by little, but his parents only taught him how to make wontons since he was a child, and talked about other dishes, so that he didn't know anything about the techniques that most ordinary chefs could master.
Thinking of this, the food stall owner was a little embarrassed.
But Luo Yao took his expression as modest, so he hurriedly interrupted him to continue thinking: "Okay, don't say it, I know that your level should be good, so be it, you go to the imperial dining room......"
"Brother Huang." Just when Luo Yao was about to arrange a palace position for the food stall owner, Luo Yelin suddenly interrupted him.
Luo Yao was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Luo Yelin, who had a calm face, and asked suspiciously: "Yelin, do you have any ideas?" Or do you have any comments to say? β
"I don't have any opinion, I just want to remind the royal brother, after all, he has been making wontons for generations, and it is not false to know anything about wontons, but it is too unrealistic to say that he can fry and fry everything...... Therefore, it is best for the royal brother to delineate a research scope for him and find some excellent chefs to help him. β
Luo Yao really didn't expect this, so he put down his raised right hand and listened to Luo Yelin's suggestion silently: "Brother Huang can consider arranging an additional pasta department and assigning this prince there to study the practice of pasta, which can be regarded as not a tyrannical thing." β
"You're right." Luo Yao suddenly realized, and when he looked at the food stall owner again, his eyes were not confused, and he quickly arranged his post.
Seeing Luo Yelin speak for him, the stall owner breathed a sigh of relief.