Jinghua little cook

After hearing Lu Xiling's "qualified cook theory", Emperor Qing thought that he must have thought too much.

Not only will the little lady not feel pressured by her status, on the contrary, when those noble girls from aristocratic families meet her, they will miss her with just this mouth.

Listen to what Miss Lu said.

Although being a cook is not very noble, but at least it feeds the mouths of the world, so why do you feel that you are inferior to others.

Others care about their reputation, and even put their reputation above money and interests. Isn't that what they do?She is not an unscrupulous businessman, and they have principles in their business.

No matter what you do, what you pay attention to is to do what you do and love what you do, strive to make progress, and compete for the best, so that you can be regarded as dedicated.

This is the principle of cooking.

As for the art of cooking, Lu Xiling said that they are not as simple as just shaking a few spoons in the kitchen. Art has its own personality, and as a cook, everyone is different.

Just like Lu Xiling couldn't do the flower cake business, others might not be able to do her restaurant business either. Skills, knives, material selection, firepower, timing, and proportioning all had to be done well.

It’s like a dish of side dishes on the table. It’s difficult to evaluate it just because you praise it for its “excellent color, fragrance, and flavor.” You have to let the guests see it, first look, then smell it, then taste it, and finally give a subjective evaluation.

Yes, subjective.

If diners can objectively evaluate food after eating it, isn’t it because the food is not “beautiful” enough?

In her previous life, a house girl who liked to watch food and broadcasts, Lu Xiling thought that those bloggers who could accurately describe the taste of ingredients were far less attractive than those who were confused after eating and had no words.

Emperor Qing laughed when he heard that.

"I just said one thing, and that's all you said."

Lu Xiling didn't want to either, it's not because of her job.

"All in all, the courtiers think that chefs and painters are the same. They judge people by their dishes. Serving a dish is also a masterpiece of cooking."

After regaining her identity and taking off her vest again, Lu Xiling would be a bit ignorant of calling herself a civilian girl again.

Emperor Qing laughed and said, "As expected of Lu Wuguan's daughter, this mouth is so clever."

When he came to Beijing to attend the wedding banquet between Bai Ye and Lu Xiling, although he was angry, he also felt lucky.

He didn't know the Lu family at that time, but he had also heard about the virtues of this family in Sichuan, and he even heard about the excellent remonstrance written by Lu Wuguan.

His writing is sharp and sharp, and reading the words is like being reprimanded face to face. Anyone who reads his essays will be scared away.

Bai Ye was able to marry the daughter of the Lu family. As a father, he felt relieved from the bottom of his heart. That night, he got drunk and went to the hall to burn incense for his beloved wife.

The situation has changed, and personnel affairs have changed.

Emperor Qing looked at Lu Xiling with a smile, and after hearing her talk about the principles and art of cooking, he suddenly felt that what he ate was not just a simple table of Vegetarian Food, after today passed, he would not be able to eat tomorrow, nor would he be able to eat the day after tomorrow.

Isn't this meal comparable to "Guangling San"?

And eat and cherish it.

"That's not the case. If the emperor wants to eat, the courtiers can make it at any time, but the emperor doesn't have to tell the teacher."

She didn't want to receive blank stares from the teacher.

Emperor Qing laughed when he heard this, and nodded at the narrow-minded little lady in front of him.

But the next moment, he couldn't bear to call her cunning, Lu Xiling was clearly a sweetheart.

"With the cold wind, in a few days, you can eat candied chestnuts and candied haws. Then there will be mutton, grilled lamb chops, and then there will be Laba. My daughter will personally cook Laba porridge and send it to the emperor."

Emperor Qing, who has always had a good appetite, is there any reason not to be gluttonous after hearing these delicacies?
It's just that the "official daughter" almost meant it. It would be too beautiful to change it to "daughter-in-law".

Looking at the sky outside the tent, Emperor Qing said leisurely: "I don't know when the first snow will be."

Following the direction Emperor Qing looked at, Lu Xiling also fell into deep thought.

Can Chuxue wait for your return?
It has been half a year, and I only heard the news of the great victory ahead yesterday, so now the march has changed to the return journey.

If you return, where did you go?

When parting, Emperor Qing proposed to reward Lu Xiling, don't care about high or low, let her choose whatever she wants.

But since it was chosen arbitrarily, Lu Xiling's little mind naturally felt that it was expensive to pick whatever.

As long as it's not ridiculously expensive it's not too much.

As a result, Emperor Qing lost a pair of chopsticks tonight, while Lu Xiling gained a pair of golden chopsticks.

She had used silver chopsticks before, they were short and thin, easy to slip off, and heavy, so she couldn't hold them.

The book says that bamboo chopsticks are the best to use, and Xiangfei bamboo is the most popular type of bamboo chopsticks. Lu Xiling thinks this is true.

Silver ones are too heavy to hold, let alone gold ones.

Lu Xiling took a look by the candlelight, and there seemed to be Emperor Qing's tooth marks on the tip of the chopsticks. Can this be judged by whether it is good or not?This should be a favorite!
Opening the cabinet door, there are all Lu Xiling's precious things, such as this pair of golden chopsticks, Bai Ye's knife case, and half a bottle of Peach Blossom Drunk left.

a long distance away.

The gloomy rain curtain washed the blood on the silver armor, and the rain did not cover the hem of the robe, making it difficult for people to see the ink-like green hills in the distance.

Song Hezhi's chest was heaving, and there were too many happy things in his heart. This first one was not a victory, nor was he taking the head of the king of Beijiang, but he left the battlefield, and when he returned home, he could marry the girl he had loved for many years .

His extroverted temper was really out of control, and he was about to take a look at Bai Ye in a while.

This glance means a lot.

There is a desire to be called brother-in-law, and it also means showing off.

After all, Bai Erlang and Lu Xiling were stumbling, and it was not as smooth as him.

However, it's no wonder Wugui, Hezhen can't pretend to have anything else on his mind besides her business.

"Peach Blossom Drunk, have you ever drank?"

This is the third time Song Hezhi asked today. Bai Ye pretended not to hear the sound of the rain the first two times. This time he thought it was necessary to answer.

"I haven't drank."

"Haven't you ever drank the fine wine from Hezhen's family?" Song He seemed to be excited, and continued, "But it's no wonder that not everyone can drink this wine."

Bai Ye frowned and didn't even look at it.

He seldom drinks alcohol in restaurants on weekdays, because Lu Xiling doesn't like the smell of alcohol on his body, the only time he drank it was
It's been half a year, and it seems like it was yesterday.

Such a warm touch is enough to resist any rain and snow in the world.

The rush under the icy rain and the thunder resounded through the sky, but each of them was uplifted and returned home like an arrow.

Bai Ye was in a good mood, so he didn't bother arguing with him.

However, Song Hezhi has a sharing personality, and once he opens his mouth, he can't stop talking.

"The wine tastes sweet and fragrant. One sip of the tip of the tongue can easily be contaminated with the peach blossom flavor. This peach blossom flavor,"

"Peach blossom flavor?" Bai Ye turned his head and said, "If it's peach blossom flavor, I'm lucky enough to taste it."

"Have you tasted it? Isn't it right? Did you remember it wrong?" Song Hezhi's face was bruised, and when he sneered, he collapsed violently, and the corners of his mouth cracked uncontrollably.

Bai Ye wondered: "What's so strange, it's just a smell of wine."

"Of course it's strange." Song Hezhi wished he couldn't block the sound of the rain, and asked him carefully: "Do you know what it means to be drunk with peach blossoms? Who did you drink with? It's a life-long wine for men and women. Don't blame my brother for not reminding you, don't go out. Talk nonsense, be careful and Zhen will get angry with you!"