The three thousand beauties of the harem are just an adjective.

Even if Qianlong's waist is made of titanium alloy, he can't deal with three thousand concubines.

However, in the task, it is to provide [Beauty Dim Sum] for 3,000 women.

3,000 people, then 3,000 snacks must be prepared.

Just thinking about it, Li Yi is a little big.

The number of visitors to the Forbidden City is about 30,000 per day.

Even if there were half men and half women, there would be 15,000 female tourists every day.

In order to sell 3,000 copies in a day, one out of every five female tourists has to pay for it.

This ratio is still a bit high, and it is still difficult to complete.

It seems that in order to ensure the completion of the task, the next episode of the show will not only be sold in the restaurant, but also have to do business outside the restaurant, even on the street.

Gathering his thoughts, he looked down at a rectangular wooden box at his feet.

This is a special wooden box with a length of about one meter, a width of sixty centimeters, and a height of sixty centimeters.

It is made of jujube wood throughout, the color is dark red, the surface is carved, and the style is very exquisite.

Li Yi leaned down, opened the brass lock on the wooden box, and lifted the lid.

Under the box is a silk cloth, with grooves inside, and there are more than a dozen kinds of white kitchen utensils of different materials, large and small.

There are wooden knives, wooden combs, bamboo pipes, and bamboo grates, but without exception, they are all wooden.

On each side of the box, there was a heavy wooden stick with a diameter of ten centimeters and a length of eighty centimeters.

It is orange-red and brown in color, with a flat section at one end, but it is surrounded by a five-centimeter-long circle of pine trees and cranes.

At the other end, there is a regular special wedge-shaped pattern, like a maze, which looks very strange.

The two sticks look exactly the same, except for the pattern on the wedge-shaped ends, which looks just symmetrical, but the carving is diametrically opposed, one convex and the other concave.

Li Yi picked up the two wooden sticks and held one in each of his left and right hands.

The sticks are heavy and heavy.

Grabbing the wedge-shaped ends of the two sticks, Li Yi aligned them.

Then, Li Yi moved his left hand forward and his right hand back, and with a slight twist, the wedge-shaped end of the wooden stick was jammed together.

Then, Li Yi used the opposite direction to make the two wooden sticks turn in a full circle, and then let go of one hand.

I saw that the position of the two wooden sticks butting together had become so tight that I couldn't even see the slightest gap.

A wooden stick 1.6 meters long appeared in his hand like this.

This set of wooden kitchenware is a reward that Xiao Meiren received after participating in Qianlong's 80th birthday and presenting a table of snacks with boundless longevity for Qianlong.

This wooden stick is a rolling pin made of big red sour branch wood, and Qianlong gave the name [Songhe Fushou Stick].

In the Ming and Qing dynasties, the red sour branch and the small-leaved red sandalwood, and the yellow pear are called the three major tribute trees dedicated to the court, which are worth a lot of money.

In that era when transportation was inconvenient, it was still a luxury to make a rolling pin from such a long mahogany, and only the royal family could spend so much.

This rolling pin is made by Zheng Ruhai, a master carpenter of the national hand in the office, in order to facilitate carrying, Master Zheng also deliberately cut it into two sections, and made a mortise and tenon structure in the center, which can be freely split and combined.

Holding the rolling pin in his hand, Li Yi tried to swing it.

In the dream space, Xiao Meiren's strength is still a little weak, and this rolling pin is still difficult to use.

In addition, this is a gift from the emperor, and there is no chance to use it in normal times, so most of the time is at home.

But with Li Yi's strength, it is much easier to use this rolling pin.

After disassembling the rolling pin again and putting it in the box, Li Yi was very satisfied.

This time the quality of the space items is still good, and it is handy and good-looking.

Unlike the pig-killing knife brought out last time, the dry blood in the blood tank can't be washed clean, it stinks, and it's dirty.

It's still clean, it's all about making some pastries and snacks, and after doing it, there is at most some flour all over the body, and it's clean and fragrant when you take a bath.

Locking the copper buckle, Li Yi thought about it, and put it next to the wooden tablet first.

It's better to go back and find a chance to take it out again.

He stood up and looked at the metal plate behind him.

He was surprised to find that the professional title that had already become a [Culinary Expert] had suddenly advanced to another level and became a [Culinary Master].

Seeing this change, Li Yi was in a very good mood.

It seems that his guess is correct, and the improvement of the level of cooking skills does need to be passed on to people.

In the show, he taught his grandparents how to make some dishes, and also taught a lot of viewers the principle of marinade proportioning.

Although it is not a profound skill, just some basic theoretical knowledge, it can also help some audiences improve a certain level of cooking skills.

There are millions of viewers in the live broadcast room, even if everyone only learns a little, they can only provide Li Yi with a little experience, and the accumulation of so many people is not a small amount.

If you want to spread so widely and cause such a big impact in ancient times, you will definitely not be able to do it in a few decades.

It is only in modern times, with the help of the influence of the Internet, that such an effect can be achieved.

That's the power of technology.

As soon as his thoughts turned, Li Yi returned to reality.

Still the familiar hotel ceiling, Li Yi raised his hand to search for his mobile phone, took it and looked at it, and found that it had only been two hours.

Then, a sour feeling of exhaustion hit, as if it was a few days of the month.

Li Yi subconsciously rubbed his lower abdomen, and then remembered that this should be the effect of excessive blood loss in the wooden tablet space.

After realizing this, Li Yi was in a very comfortable mood.

Finally I don't have to hurt every month.

It's good to be a man!

Closing his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already the next morning.

The early morning light peeked through the cracks in the curtains.

Li Yi stretched his waist, turned over and sat up, and subconsciously raised his hand to his ear, but he didn't touch his long hair.

After being stunned for a moment, Li Yi remembered that he had recovered his male body.

In an instant, he rolled over and got out of bed and opened the curtains.

The bright sunlight shrouded the capital outside the window with a layer of golden light, and the office buildings in the distance reflected the rising sun.

Li Yi took a deep breath and sighed happily.

There are no two lumps of fat, and even breathing is much easier.

When he came to the bathroom, he looked at the empty sink, hesitated for a moment, and washed his face with water with his hands, just like before.

If it was before, after he washed his face, he wiped it with a towel and went out.

But this time he washed it twice, but he still felt greasy and uncomfortable on his face.

Looking up in the mirror, he keenly noticed a small red bump on the left side of his chin.

Why do you get acne?

It must have been that I didn't wash my face before.

Touching the acne on his face, Li Yi glanced at the toiletry box prepared by the hotel.

Only then did he realize that he had never opened the box before.

After a moment's thought, he opened the wash box and found a piece of soap the size of an eraser.

Tearing open the packaging bag, which didn't write anything, Li Yi took out the soap, lowered his head and smelled it, and was immediately furrowed by the smell of strong industrial flavors.

This kind of three-no product is not safe to use, right?

I'm afraid I'll have to wash my face?

After thinking about it, he went back to the bedside, took out his mobile phone, found Liu Yifei's WeChat, and sent a voice message to the past: "Yifei, have you gotten up?" Do you have any extra facial cleanser over there? Get me some to use! ”

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