After instructing the craftsmen and masters to do the next work, Lin Yanchen came to the imperial dining room again.

The craftsmen are just making basic tools, and the highlight of the night is the group of chefs.

"The little one has seen Lord Lin, the three hundred heads of high-grade Qingzhou Tan sheep and Liuzhou cattle you asked for earlier, and the rest of the ingredients are in reserve in the imperial dining room, and the adults can use them at will!"

At this time, a middle-aged man in a pale yellow robe walked in front of him, and said respectfully to Lin Yanchen.

This person is Liu Fu, one of the imperial chefs in the imperial dining room, who is especially good at soup and sweets.

The pastries he made are a must in the palace, and many picky concubines and princesses can't do without him.

And few people know that this Liu Fu is the cousin of Liu Yuanshan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

It is also with this relationship that Lin Yanchen temporarily took over the imperial dining room so smoothly, and there was no obstruction or dissatisfaction from other imperial chefs during the period.

"Alas...... People are sophisticated, it's easy to make it anywhere, when everyone has a beautiful scenery, there will also be a time when you can use others, you help me today, tomorrow I will help you, hehe......"

Lin Yanchen sighed in his heart, and returned a salute to Liu Fu on his face.

"Chef Liu, look up for a long time! This time to prepare the poetry meeting meal time is tight, next time the official will try the pastries you made, I heard that the ladies in the palace will recognize you! ”

Lin Yanchen first put respect in place, and then made an invisible sycophant, and the impression he gave to the other party when he met for the first time was so good.

And as an imperial chef, what does Liu Fu need most?

Money? Status?

Leak, big leak!

Liu Fu is already standing on the ceiling of the chef, what money and status does he still lack?

What is needed most is a sense of identity, recognition of their profession, especially to hold him to the first person in desserts and pastries.

But this alone is not enough, Lin Yanchen is preparing a killer weapon, and he can directly let Liu Fu regard him as his own brother at that time!

And then use this favor to match, and those noble daughters who love pastries...... Hey, hey, hey.

"Oh, Lord Lin praised it so much, Liu really didn't dare to be it! Although Liu is said to be well-known in my Ming Imperial Kitchen, if you really talk about desserts, Zheng Guo's head of the Imperial Chef, Huang Tingfang, is better than too much! ”

As soon as Liu Fu's words came out, he first interrupted Lin Yanchen's crazy brain supplement, and then caused people to sigh.

A hundred years ago, the Ming Dynasty was the head of the Three Kingdoms.

But after that massacre, the pattern of the three kingdoms changed dramatically.

Today, the Ming Dynasty still occupies the most fertile and vast area, but many aspects such as military and economic have been overtaken by Da Zheng Guo.

And this meal is one of them.

Thinking of this, Lin Yanchen patted Liu Fu on the shoulder.

"Brother Liu, don't be discouraged, do you know that today Huang Tingfang and many top chefs from the two countries are in my Daming Kyoto, and they will also be responsible for the meals of tonight's poetry meeting, Brother Liu, do you want to take this opportunity to prove yourself?!"

When Liu Fu heard this, he looked at Lin Yanchen like a fool, but in the next moment, he hurriedly reined in and shook his head helplessly.

"Xu Xiang invited many famous chefs, I knew just now, Lord Lin, what you said, I really can't do it, and I can't afford to be your brother."

After that, Liu Fu wanted to turn around and go back to continue cooking.

He originally thought that Lin Yanchen was an interesting person, after all, if he could get such praise from his cousin Liu Yuanshan, he would definitely not be an idle person.

But now, he is very disappointed in Lin Yanchen, the yellow-haired child who only knows how to talk big but doesn't understand anything, he is most disgusted with this kind of person in his life.

So his good impression of Lin Yanchen dropped directly to the freezing point.

But Lin Yanchen was willing to see the "favor plan" shattered, and hurriedly grabbed Liu Fu.

"Brother Liu, you really misunderstood me! If there is no practical way to do it, how can I talk so much? ”

Liu Fu turned his head and frowned.

"Then please let Master Lin speak clearly."

Meaning: I know you kid can talk nonsense, but I still have to listen, so you have a fart to let go.

ALTHOUGH LIN YANCHEN GOT WHAT THE OTHER PARTY MEANT, HE WAS NOT ANGRY AT ALL, AND STILL SAID WITH A SMILE.

"Brother, I have been researching sweet pastries, and recently came up with a wonderful thing, called moon cakes, which means a happy harvest in this Mid-Autumn Festival, and the taste is soft and sweet, and the taste is unique, and you will not be able to look at any pastry in the world after eating a bite!"

As soon as Lin Yanchen said this, Liu Fu was stunned when he heard it, and his furrowed eyebrows couldn't help but soothe.

"Lord Lin, what you said is true? Can this moon cake really taste soft and sweet? ”

It's no wonder that the dignified chef was surprised by the taste, you must know that in this world, the production process and recipe of sweets are very backward.

The top imperial chef made it is probably at the level of a dollar snack in the commissary in the previous life.

The taste is stiff, the filling is solidified, and there is only the sweetness of sugar.

But even so, there are still a lot of women with a sweet tooth who are eager to do this.

Those rich daughters in the city are even more willing to pay a lot of money to hire a cook who is good at sweets.

And the Yipinxuan Restaurant of the Three Kingdoms is growing bigger and stronger step by step with exquisite sweets and pastries.

I have to say that no matter what time and space it is, women will always be the largest consumer group.

The shops that only sold men's clothes had long since starved to death, and those who sold jewelry and rouge had become wealthy.

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Yanchen pulled Liu Fu to the pastry area of the imperial dining room.

"It's useless to talk more, it's better for Brother Liu to make some first according to what I said, and you can taste it."

Liu Fu was first aroused, and then he was half-pulled and half-dragged by Lin Yanchen, so he had to make a few to take a look at first.

At that time, it will be clear whether Lin Yanchen is really capable or can only talk empty words.

He habitually picked up flour and added water and noodles, and then sprinkled sugar and put some osmanthus juice and the like...... This is how he usually makes pastries.

What sets him apart from other cooks is that the juice he makes is a unique recipe, mixed with nearly twenty kinds of floral, fruity and honey aromas, which is why many noble women love it.

It smells fragrant, tastes sweet, and has a superior taste.

But Lin Yanchen interrupted directly.

"Brother Liu, slow down! What I taught you to do this time is very different from the past, and you follow what I said, let's make a snowy skin mooncake first. ”

"What is Ice Skin?" Liu Fu was puzzled.

"Brother Liu, you don't have to ask, get some glutinous rice and grind it into fine powder, then take a bucket of cow's milk, and then ............"

Lin Yanchen first said the steps of the skin, and Liu Fu was stunned.

"After that, the official hasn't thought about this filling for the time being, but there must be at least more than 20 flavors, this time you will make the simplest red bean paste winter paste filling, ............ first"

After that, the horror in Liu Fu's eyes was almost condensed into substance!