After being dressed as cannon fodder, I feed tyrants by cooking skills

Chapter 112
"Ah!" There was a scream from the secretary, and the wooden basin slipped from his hand, making intimate contact with the earth.

It's almost dinner time, and it's definitely not a good sign to make a mistake at this time.

Xu Zhangshan said displeased: "What's wrong?" She quickly walked over to check.The pot lid on the stove was lifted, and the water vapor filled the front of everyone, and it was a vast expanse of whiteness. After a while, it dissipated before they could see the situation in the pot clearly.

"Auntie, I..." The girl clenched her red hands behind her back, she didn't dare to look up into Xu Zhangshan's eyes.

The temperature of water vapor is high, and the degree of scalding is more severe than that of boiling water.

After being scratched clearly, the girl shrank her neck like a quail and dared not raise her head.Xu Zhangshan turned up the rice near the bottom of the pot with a wooden shovel, it was dark and hard, and with the burnt aroma wafting in the air, the rice was steamed and burnt.

The girl who steamed the rice was also a ninth-grade cooker. She was careless when she first entered the palace, and she couldn't do anything well. At first, she just beat people up, serving a dish and passing a knife.Thinking that after half a year of training, she should be able to take charge on her own, so Xu Zhangshan boldly asked her to do the job of steaming rice.

I did a good job a few days ago, but I messed up today.

Xu Zhangshan's eyes were not friendly, and the girl staring at her felt guilty in her heart. She knew how serious the mistake she had made, so she hurried to beg: "Auntie, I forgot the time for a while, I really didn't mean it. Auntie, you just Let me go this time."

This matter can be big or small, His Majesty's hand never extends to the five rounds, and the mistakes are all due to a single thought in the palm of the hand.

There was a commotion here, and those who were busy next to them all stretched their necks to look here, but they didn't dare to be negligent under their hands.

"Okay! Put it all down, what's the use of doing it?" Xu Zhangshan called everyone to stop.The rice is all steamed, so it must not be delivered to the mouth of the sage, even if the side dishes are cooked to perfection, what's the use?

There are few decent masters in the palace, His Majesty doesn't like extravagance and waste, and the things he makes are few but fine.Now that such a nasty thing happened, the people in front of the imperial court are almost coming here, how can this be fixed?
The air pressure in the kitchen was very low, and the fire was still burning, and the orange-red flame seemed to swallow everything.

"Auntie, don't you still have meat buns just out of the pan?" Gu Lanzhu reminded from the side.

That thing is fine as a breakfast, and it will be presented together with a few other foods for His Majesty to choose.If it's dinner... Xu Zhangshan thought to himself, there is really nothing else to replace.

Fearing that it would be too cold, she hurriedly ordered someone to put the cage back on again to keep warm.As soon as the small dishes of the chef over there came out of the pan, they hurriedly put them on the plate and put them in the food box.

"Aunt Zhang Shan, how is the dinner going?" The eunuch trotted over all the way, empty-handed, and took the food box handed over by Aunt Zhang Shan with a smile, "Hey, then our family will serve it to Your Majesty as soon as possible." It's over."

The person who passes on meals has good legs and feet.Just make sure the meal is still warm after all the fuss.

When people rushed back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, a thin layer of sweat broke out on the eunuch's forehead. He bent over and handed the food box to Eunuch Lu'an. He straightened up and looked for a cool place to wait. up.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to eat." Lu'an called softly, looked at the imperial case and found that Qi Yan was not there, "Your Majesty?"

How can such a good-natured living person disappear without seeing it?Could it be that he was taken away by the gangsters again?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow behind him, which really stimulated his cerebral cortex, "Who?! Oh, Your Majesty, why do you walk without making a sound?" It scared the servant to death.

Lu'an's livid face softened for a moment, before the door rang, he guessed Qi Yan's whereabouts: "You don't need to do everything yourself, next time you go clean your hands and ask the servant to bring you the copper basin." That's it."

The way the two of them get along has always been like this, and Lu'an is like an old woman, talking endlessly.No one knows how much Qi Yan can listen to. This should be the so-called favoritism. If other people were so close-tongued, Qi Yan would have kicked him out of the hall long ago.

As soon as the dinner was on the table, Lu'an just closed his mouth and his hair exploded again. He was blaming: "The people in Shangshi Bureau are really itchy. It's getting worse and worse. Let Wu Deshun take care of it some other day. one time."

Really, palm food can be regarded as an old man in the palace, who doesn't even know how to be lazy, how dare to do this kind of thing under their noses, let's just fool around with buns for dinner, and serve a few plates of stir-fried vegetables What does this mean?
Um?Lu'an took another look, and found that today's buns seem to be different from those in the past: usually the buns are dead, why is there a hole in the middle of the folds today?You can vaguely see the rich soup wrapped in it, some oily flowers floating in it, and a few shallots.

Another replacement on this case?The technique of this bag does not seem to be from the same hand as the previous one.

While Lu'an was looking at it, Qi Yan's eyes also fell on it. This shape and this technique, no matter how you look at it, there is a sense of vague familiarity.

There was a small hole in the skin, and the soup was carefully sucked into the stomach first, it was a familiar taste.In Qi Yan's eyes, there were small circles of ripples in the deep water of the past, and he probably knew who it was.

After the dinner was removed from the table, Lu'an looked at the empty plate that was brought out, his eyes were narrowed, he casually reached out and pulled a little eunuch over, and whispered to the side: "Go and inquire later, this meat bun Who made it?"

reward!Must be rewarded!A good subject who has to wait for His Majesty's favor deserves to be rewarded.It's been a few days, seeing His Majesty's inability to eat, he was so anxious that he couldn't think of a solution, and today he was caught.

Even if His Majesty didn't say anything, he would have to pay for it himself.

Jiang Yu's first day in Shangshi Bureau went so smoothly, but some people are doomed to be unlucky.While it was still early, she went to the Clothing Bureau to get back the quilts for the female officials. Just as she was about to go back to her room, she heard a noise from the next door.

"How can I spare you today? You almost ruined a big event." It was Xu Zhangshan.She must be punishing the female officer who overcooked the rice.

After a while, Gu Lanzhu appeared in front of the room door: "Zhang Shan said that everyone has to go over."

"While everyone is here, let's talk about the rules. You can see what kind of mistakes she made. This is not a mansion where you grew up with slaves. Since you are here, you have to be obedient!"

She winked, and the people below immediately brought the bamboo board: "Cheng Sishan, stretch out your hand."

If you do something, you will be beaten in public. As for the onlookers, you will be killed as an example.

(End of this chapter)