Chef Huang led everyone in the kitchen to salute Zhao Guangyuan. Hanging his head and thinking to himself, I don't know what His Highness the Seventh Highness is doing when he comes to the kitchen. Luckily, they were just talking and nothing else.

Zhao Guangyuan waited for them to finish saluting, and then let them go their separate ways, leaving Chef Huang behind.

"The hall has been bitter lately, and if you want to eat something light, Chef Huang will make some porridge for the hall."

Chef Huang looked inexplicable, that's it? Is it worth a trip for His Royal Highness the Seventh in person? Isn't it okay to just call someone to give you an order?

"Yes, the little ones are ready." Hurriedly instructed the cooks to come and help.

The kitchen was immediately busy. Rice washers, fire-burners, and others on standby.

Chef Huang saw that His Royal Highness the Seventh was still there, and he didn't know what else he was going to do. Carefully asked: "I'm afraid that Your Highness can't just drink clear porridge, do you want to prepare a few more side dishes for Your Highness?" ”

"It's okay, thank you for your hard work."

Chef Huang was flattered, "No, no, it's not hard!" ”

The left foot almost stepped on the right foot. So be calm and tell the kitchen on the side to prepare. He himself looked around, then picked up his large kitchen knife and pointed the tip of the knife on the board, ready to show his hand for a while.

As a result, "Let's fry an egg for the main hall." ”

Yes? Chef Huang almost threw himself on the board.

An omelette? Can you use him for an omelette? He's the palace chef! Imperial Kitchen! It's not that he has poor skills, it's not that he can't return to the palace without connections, he just likes to stay in this quiet palace.

As a result, let him fry an egg?

"Yes." Chef Huang didn't dare to refute, and poured oil into the pot while asking people to boil the pot.

"Is this pot sticky?" Zhao Guangyuan approached.

Sticky pans? "Nature is sticky. But the small one has a secret to making it non-sticky. ”

"What's the secret?" Zhao Guangyuan's eyes lit up.

Yes? Does His Highness the Seventh still like to hear this?

Okay. "It is necessary to open the pot well, and to raise the pot well......"

After talking a lot, seeing that His Highness the Seventh didn't interrupt, he had to continue, "...... When using, pay attention to the heat, heat the oil in the cold pan, and let the oil evenly moisten every corner of the pan......"

Zhao Guangyuan watched him omelette intently.

Chef Huang secretly complained in his heart, he has fried a large plate, more than a dozen, and is it still fried? Your Highness is how many eggs you want to eat!

Cao Cuo watched from the sidelines, and he couldn't understand His Highness's actions.

Until, "Okay. Let's stir-fry two more light dishes. Zhao Guangyuan said that he had seen it and stopped it.

Chef Huang stood in front of his big board as if he had been pardoned, and the big kitchen knife was made with a bang, cutting and chopping, and ten thousand dances flew up.

Yu Guang also glanced at the spiky eggs piled up on the side, and wondered in his heart, isn't His Highness here to eat? Rather, to examine his skills?

That can't be underestimated by the Seventh Highness. He has no desires, he doesn't want to stay in the palace to intrigue and avoid coming to this palace, although he is a Buddha, it doesn't mean that he wants to be unemployed. Without this job, what will he do to support his family?

Your Highness, look at Haole! Bang Bang Bang Show off your skills.

Zhao Guangyuan still stood beside him, standing straight with his hands behind his back, and asked a question or two from time to time. Let Chef Huang be even more determined that His Royal Highness the Seventh is here to inspect his work, and he is busy doing everything he can, just to get His Highness's affirmation.

Seeing that Chef Huang had fried two meat and two vegetables in just a few moments, Zhao Guangyuan nodded his satisfaction, "Let's cook another soup." ”

"Yes." It's another bang.

Soon the soup was also available. "Your Highness, will you try?"

Zhao Guangyuan took the soup spoon, scooped a spoonful and handed it to his mouth, "Well, that's good." ”

Chef Huang was happy on the sidelines, and his job was saved!

Soon the porridge was also ready, and Zhao Guangyuan asked him again, "If it is to cook porridge, when will the ingredients be put in?" ”

His Highness wants to test him!

It didn't bother him. Chef Huang straightened up and continued to talk: "...... If the material is easy to ripen and perish, it should be put late, and then put it after the rice is boiled and thickened. Otherwise, when the rice is boiled, put it in and boil it with it......"

Zhao Guangyuan nodded while listening, and instructed Cao Cuo on the side to reward everyone in the kitchen and give Chef Huang a particularly generous portion, so he and Cao Cuo returned to the main hall with the food box.

After the two left, everyone in the kitchen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chef Huang, is Your Highness really here to inspect? So let's keep this job, right? ”

Chef Huang took out the reward money, counted it, and put it in his arms. Nodding happily: "Keep it, keep it." I can see that His Highness is satisfied. Otherwise, we wouldn't have asked Mr. Cao to reward us. ”

Everyone patted their chests, "That's good, that's good." "Without work, the family will go hungry.

A few helpers looked at the direction where Zhao Guangyuan left, "Outside it is said that His Royal Highness the Seventh is abolished, he only knows how to drink, he is drunk and dreams of death, and it is also said that his body is broken and he is in a state of collapse, but I don't think His Highness is like what is said outside." ”

Chef Huang came out of the palace, and he has never seen anything pickled. Ordinary parents and children will also quarrel and disagree, but in the palace, they are always thinking about each other's lives.

The corners of his mouth sneered, and he reminded, "His Royal Highness the Seventh is the prince." ”

is more valuable than the status of the crown prince in the palace now. If you can step on him, why don't you step on it, only when you step on the mud and can't get up, is it the most reassuring.

When they heard this, they were silent, and they didn't dare to say any more.

And Cao Cuo, who returned to the main hall, was confused.

Follow His Highness back to the main hall. While arranging meals for His Highness, while pondering His Highness's intentions today, he stood in the kitchen for a full hour, really to inspect Chef Huang and whether they were lazy? Still is......

"Your Highness thinks there is a dark line sent by someone else in the kitchen?"

Zhao Guangyuan raised a chopstick to try the dishes made by Chef Huang one by one, nodding from time to time. It was in vain that he had stood there for an hour, and he had learned a few dishes today.

"No, it's the main hall that is hungry."

Cao Cuo puffed out his eyes and looked at him, Your Highness, do you think the old slave believes your words?

Seeing that His Highness didn't say anything, he didn't ask again. While giving him vegetables, he asked what he had been holding back for an hour.

"Your Highness, is it really a little highness?"

Seeing Zhao Guangyuan nodding lightly, Cao Cuo almost jumped up with joy.

"But, didn't Your Highness say that the slave was blind before?" He hadn't forgotten the look of disgust that His Highness had when he said that he looked like His Highness when he was a child.

"I only confirmed it a few days ago."

Otherwise, Zhao Guangyuan didn't plan to say more. No one believed him when he said it, maybe he was drunk by alcohol.

When Cao Cuo heard this, he cried and laughed, "It's so good, it's really good." ”

Get up and run out, "The old slave goes and prepares some incense and candles, and burns them for the queen mother and His Royal Highness the prince in a while!" ”

Zhao Guangyuan smiled and shook his head. Looking at the dish in front of him, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, he had learned all this.

The next time Xia Xia gets drunk again, he can cook porridge for her to eat, and he can also cook a breakfast for Changzhi that he doesn't dislike him. Next time, he'll be able to fry the perfect egg.

In the evening, he couldn't wait to walk through and prove his new cooking skills today, but it turned out to be someone again.