As soon as the procession entered, the craftsmen knelt down and kowtowed, and then were taken into the distance.

"Where are they going to get them back? We are not afraid of assassination. Zhu Fan wanted to ask the craftsman about the situation, but when he saw that the person was going elsewhere, he called back.

"His Royal Highness King Qin, the craftsmen are going to eat." The prefect Bai Guan replied.

"Can't eat here? The food is delivered, let's see what it looks like. Zhu disagreed.

Bai Zhifu looked at Zhu Biao, and Zhu Biao's eyes narrowed: "Yes, take a look." ”

So the craftsmen came back and the food was delivered to the place, two dishes, one was stewed cabbage, and the other was fried eggplant with sliced meat.

Stewed cabbage with a layer of oil inside, not to mention the fried eggplant with slices of meat, and the pork belly trembling.

The staple food is a pot helmet, black and pasty, not flour, hot noodles, also called dead noodles, and no oil is put when burning.

"Everybody do me a favor." Zhu Fan saw the meal and asked his friends for help.

The children of Xiaqiu Village stepped forward, and each of them took a small plate and served a little, and carefully observed the dishes as they served.

After a long time, after the children finished communicating, the little girl stood up: "His Royal Highness King Qin, this stewed cabbage should be what they usually eat, and there is no oil."

The oil you see now is that after the cabbage has been stewed, a few spoonfuls of oil are scooped into it and stirred, which is called slick oil.

Because when eating cabbage, there is no texture and taste that is fried in oil at the beginning, and the oil slick cannot enter it.

So this cabbage stew is cold, because it was made before.

And this meat slice fried eggplant, obviously fried in a hurry, the soybean oil used for a long time, after precipitation, it will be fishy when heated again.

At this time, they should use miso or chopped green onions to fry the pot to get rid of the fishy smell, but they are too anxious.

As a result, the dish is still hot, and the oil is not less, but the taste is not good.

Pork belly is already used, so why put so much oil? Is it rich?

The pot helmet belongs to the normal pot helmet, but the wheat bran in it is obviously added and grinded, and the taste is worse than that of whole wheat pasta, and even the mouth is too thick to swallow.

The pickles are made from local taro and melon heads, using lake salt, which is not well boiled and bitter. ”

The little girl said wah-wow-wow-la, and stood next to her after speaking.

Zhu Fan looked at Bai Guan, Bai Governor and the others who were already sweating, and then looked at the supervisor who came here in the palace to supervise the work.

Standing not far away, the three craftsmen who were pushed out to answer the question: "......"

They looked at each other, a smile in their eyes, and when they came, they were warned what to say and what not to say.

Needless to say, where did those children come from? Terrible! It's amazing.

That's it, usually only stewed cabbage, no oil and water, not to mention the second course, the pot helmet eaten with extra bran, and the good noodles were taken away and eaten.

"Oops! Oops! I have to tell us to talk to them, I'm afraid that they will tell the truth and show us the food, hehe! I can't imagine that we have someone who specializes in inspecting dishes, right? Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

Zhu Fan said and smiled, how strong is our team? After cooking, our friends are your ancestors.

Zhu Biao didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, and said in the side: "When you travel in this palace, how can you not bring someone to inspect the food?" ”

"The sin of the minister deserves death." Bai Guan knelt down, and the other officials behind him knelt with him.

The supervisor directly lay down: "We want to save His Royal Highness King Qin some money, we are guilty, woo woo woo ......"

"I'm so angry with us, our palace is just like this? We have always wanted to be good to the people, but the result is ...... Come on, bring it down, no, let them eat this meal. ”

Zhu Fan hated to kill this group of people, but people still have to govern the place, who will be replaced if they are killed?

"Your Highness, you can order them to take the flail to deal with official affairs, if they handle it well, they can reduce their responsibility, if they don't handle it well, they will be punished for several crimes, and their homes will be destroyed."

The lieutenant said loudly that this was all an idea given by Hanhan, and it felt good.

"Brother." Zhu Fan couldn't decide, he came with his brother.

"Okay, good way!" Zhu Biao agreed, just to toss these people.

After finishing the second brother's Qin Palace, the second brother moved in, and there was a scolding behind him, and the second brother often went to eat a three-penny box lunch, always thinking about the people.

"His Royal Highness Prince Xie and His Royal Highness King Qin." Bai Guan immediately kowtowed, saving his life.

"Serve them food, oops! It's so angry that our brains are buzzing. Bells! Can these dishes still be saved? ”

Zhu Fan also tasted it in the past, disgusting, there are so many craftsmen, there are a lot of meals, the pot helmet can be eaten, what should I do with two dishes?

"His Royal Highness King Qin, we can eat, we haven't eaten meat for a long time, don't be afraid!"

The head of one of the craftsmen who was elected was afraid that the vegetables would be thrown away, and he was reluctant.

"Did we ask you? You were timid just now, and you were afraid of retaliation, right? Bells! Zhu Fan glared at the craftsman's head.

"Then you have to eat it later, just eat it with us, and then process it, add tofu to the cabbage, stew it again, and add some minced ginger.

Stir-fry the eggplant with slices of pork belly, pour out as much oil as you can, and then make soap!

If it is dry, fry it again with cowpeas, put more minced garlic, and more cowpeas, so that you can put salt and add a little water.

Leave a little water in the pot when it is served, and that is the worst taste, and throw it away. ”

The little girl nodded, she could rescue it, although the taste was still not very good, but it was not as good as it is now.

"I'm sorry for you." Zhu Fan clenched his fists.

Twenty adults from Xiaqiu Village came over and pushed the food away, and people from Guanglu Temple also sent people to help.

After about twenty minutes, the two reprocessed dishes were pushed back, and the aroma wafted.

The craftsmen came over to serve the food, took a bite, and smiled, and the three craftsmen before were full of shock, can this dish be delicious?

"See? You can't cheat, you eat slowly, and we will eat all the servings. ”

Zhu Fan tasted it again, the taste was okay, at least he could eat it, unlike just now, he wanted to vomit.

Of course, he doesn't eat this, his friends have already prepared the meal, and he doesn't need to follow the craftsman to share the weal and worn.

He dealt with the people, thinking that the craftsmen would be very happy, and then naturally compensated the craftsmen and let them repair the palace well.

"The eggplant is getting sweeter and sweeter now!" Zhu Fan also eats eggplant, but it is not fried with pork belly, and there is no meat at all, but it is a sauce eggplant strip with tempeh sauce and a lot of minced garlic.

Another dish is cabbage, vinegared cabbage, put pork belly, the pork belly is fried first, it is not greasy to eat, and the cabbage heart is selected.

The staple food is pancakes, no oil, the white and yellowish of the cakes, and the wheat bran is taken out, and now of course it is the pickles of Xiaqiu Village.

The artisans were eating in large gulps, and they broke the pot helmet into pieces and soaked them in the cabbage stewed tofu, so that it was easy to swallow.

At the same time, they ate the pickles sent by the prince's team, which were countless times better than their pickles.

"Captain, I'm going to stay here for two days, make a greenhouse, let's make some money and buy them delicious food."

Zhu Fan ate a few bites of food, thinking that he didn't bring any money, so he had to consult with the chief.

(End of chapter)