At noon, the reception hall was divided into three tables separated by two meters, Mo Qing, Lord Wei, and Jingmo each sat at a table, with different expressions, and the little eunuchs who came and went brought a few food boxes in, opened the food boxes and put them on.

Here's the thing, Lord Wei came unfortunately, it was the time when Mo Qing and their usual meals, this meal was specially prepared, the heat was just right, when Lord Wei wanted to discuss with Mo Qing, Wei Niang saw that no one had taken it for a long time, and she happened to have nothing at hand, so she thought about it and came over with her own meal, this food is hot to eat, and it doesn't taste like that when it's cold.

Wei Niang's promise to Mo was an afterthought, and the special envoy of Mo Qing, a female official of the sixth rank airborne in this palace, designated her to cook meals for her, saying that she was not used to the taste of other imperial chefs.

She still wondered? She had never cooked for such a person, so how could she get used to eating what she made?

But there is one thing that is very familiar, that is, the style of this after-dinner review is so familiar!

The little master of Cuizhuyuan used to like to order food for himself every once in a while, specifying various unique practices, and recently I didn't see the little master of Cuizhuyuan making all kinds of small requests, and even the mint girl didn't see anyone, but sent a young girl Xiu'er to receive the meal.

And there is an extra envoy of Moqing who has never tasted her craftsmanship but likes her meal, isn't it strange?

That's weird!

After delivering food a few times, she was sure that this Mo Qing envoy was a little tired, if it wasn't for the Cuizhuyuan one, she would have plucked off her rusty head for many years!

But what does this have to do with her, what do you do with so many idle things, whether it is Lord Mo or Special Envoy Mo, she is just a good person who likes her food, a chef, you just need to know that the people who eat can appreciate her cooking skills and will not waste food.

She Wei Niang is not a stupid villain, the chef is mainly diners, and the diners are bigger than the sky, no matter what its identity is!

It happened that the imperial dining room was smoky, she came out to breathe, to see if this ink diner was okay, in this palace, it was really difficult to find such a suitable diner, they were all a group of ordinary people, who didn't know how to appreciate her Wei Niang's exquisite cooking skills.

Mo Qing saw Wei Niang's familiar greetings, thanked Wei Niang and then accepted the food box, and saw that Lord Wei was still looking at it, so he asked casually if they wanted to eat together?

Really, she swears, this is the mantra of every Chinese people, and everyone will not say that when they meet guests at dinner? That's what I asked!

Who knew that this Lord Wei did not refuse to come, and actually agreed.

Eating is definitely not enough to eat, Wei Niang only brought her share, so she had to apply to the father-in-law in charge to make rice for Lord Wei and his subordinates, and then send some separately.

Jingmo was purely curious, and sent someone to send his meal over to join in the fun.

Lord Wei's subordinates and the manager felt that they couldn't eat together, so they all enjoyed it in another room, leaving this couple to form this strange atmosphere now.

After beckoning Lord Wei to wash his hands and disinfect his hands and take a seat, Mo Qing didn't talk much, he didn't say anything about eating, he didn't sleep, the etiquette of the ancients would be a great help here, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

Jingmo boss is a small guy, this old acquaintance does it himself, and naturally finds a seat on his own.

The spacing between the seats is required by Moqing, and it is everyone's responsibility to maintain a healthy and safe distance during the epidemic prevention period.

Mo Qing opened her food box and laid out her two dishes and one soup.

It is very simple two dishes and one soup, a steamed sea bass, a casserole salt-baked chicken, and a five-finger peach pork rib soup.

I'm so busy these days, I wrote a few recipes and let this Wei Niang make two light Cantonese dishes, I didn't expect it to look like it, it smells very delicious, and my cooking skills have made great progress, and it seems that I have put a lot of effort into it.

Perch is common, but it is not common in the palace in winter, perch does not like to move when it is cold, it is not easy to take the bait, it is not easy to fish, not to mention that eating a fish in the palace also pays attention to the position!

There is also this chicken, which began to be prepared in the morning, after pickling, the chicken wrapped in paper was simmered in a casserole filled with coarse salt for an hour, and it was okay not to open it.

Isn't this the full cooperation of the imperial dining room, taking advantage of the fact that she can eat more delicious food now, which is the most gratifying and happy thing she feels after being busy every day. has the right not to expire and invalidate, to seek some private interests, and the emperor who eats something delicious will not mind!

Mo Qing's index finger moved, and then looked at the two people present, there were dishes on the table that were warm but not hot, and they were beautifully arranged.

For example, one of them is called "Goldfish Playing Lotus", which generally uses green peppers, peas, shrimp tails, etc. as inlays, and then uses a fish-shaped embryo made of whole shrimp and mushroom paste to simulate goldfish playing lotus. To tell the truth, she ate it once, but she could only say that she didn't like it, she didn't eat it if she didn't eat it, it was light and tasteless, and for the sake of oral administration, she had to find the original chef to continue to serve her five internal organs temple.

Mo Qing has the habit of sharing food, before opening the paper package of salt-baked chicken, he thought about it to be shared with two adults, and one person always wants a big chicken leg, which means that the surface of polite kung fu still has to be done, but after opening it, he looked at the fat and golden salt-baked chicken, and his trembling hand raised the knife was a little unbearable for a while.

Such a fat and beautiful big chicken leg is divided into a heartache with a capital letter!

After hesitating for a second, Mo Qing took the knife and sharpened the knife towards the chicken wings.

Jingmo is so cooked, just eat a chicken wing and chicken back, and keep one of the chicken legs for yourself, Lord Wei came from afar, you can't be polite, how shabby a chicken wing is!

This salt-baked chicken has to be torn by hand to be comfortable, but unfortunately there are outsiders, and Mo Qing, who is too reserved, is not too embarrassed to do this, so he has to elegantly let people take a knife to share the food, and he knew that Wei Niang would divide it, but this was also an accident, Mo Qing himself ordered not to open it, and he had to do it himself, who knew that he would meet the two adults who accompanied him to eat today.

Divided into two plates, tried to make a beautiful plating, and asked the little eunuch who was still setting the meal to serve it to the two adults separately.

When Mo Qing opened the lid and cut the chicken, Jingmo smelled the aroma, and he rarely swallowed his saliva twice, which was definitely not his gluttony, it must be because he didn't eat breakfast.

Lord Wei has always been moody, the whole person sits on the seat, whether it is Mo Qing opening the chicken or bringing the chicken, they are all sitting in a precarious position, very cold and serious, but the number of times to put vegetables into the small plate is slightly more frequent during the meal, and when the meal is over, the remaining chicken shreds in the small plate show their restraint.

Mo Qing hasn't tasted this dish for a long time, the sea bass is not well preserved, there is no hot air when it is just out of the pot, if it is ready to eat, it must be smooth and extraordinary, but the place where the hot scallion oil is poured over the fish has a salty and fragrant soy sauce, which adds a lot of color to the tender fish, and the performance is still passable.

The fact that you can't grasp the big chicken leg is really a big loss of fun! The elegant Mo Qing hand can not stop, transformed into a thousand hands Guanyin, with a seemingly slow but high frequency of hand speed to show the chicken bones, although it can not be torn by hand, but at this time simmering for a long time, this chicken slightly with chopsticks clamped is very silky and obedient fell between the two chopsticks, not off the bone but far better than off the bone!

A bite of pork rib soup after a meal is comfortable!

Let's have angelica red dates and black chicken soup tomorrow, Mo Qing made an after-dinner speech.