Concubine Chef Youxi: Lord, Master, stop

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Mi Xiaoye comforted: "Master, I don't know that this is a hot potato, but... we can't afford it."

Su Ziling said: "No, Master doesn't blame you, it's just a headache about what kind of dishes to cook."

Su Ziling didn't tell Mi Xiaoye that he was the great-great-grandson of Emperor Taizong, and Mi Xiaoye also forgot that when Su Ziling rescued her for the first time, those people called him "Master".Su Ziling didn't want to say that he would rather just be a chef for the rest of his life. Since he changed his name and surname, An Jiang didn't know his identity, so why should he bother?

Mi Xiaoye said: "Just now I heard from the housekeeper that besides Li Lin and Zhao Fei, there are several dog-legged officials here. There are only a dozen people in total, and there is not much to eat. Let's make twelve dishes and one soup , that's enough. I don't know if Li Ruyue will come."

Su Ziling shook his head and said, "She won't come. It's impossible for Li Lin to bring him on such an occasion. It doesn't matter how many dishes are prepared, but this family banquet seems to be just a gathering of colleagues and officials, but it is actually An Jiang It was set up to win over courtiers. In fact, in such a situation, it doesn't matter what you eat, what matters is An Jiang's face."

Mi Xiaoye nodded and said: "I understand. These people are the most powerful people in Dashang. I have never seen delicacies from mountains and seas, silk and satin, and I have never eaten any delicious food. The taste of what they eat is second. The important thing is the ostentation. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been tossed here two days in advance.”

"That's almost what it means." Su Ziling sighed, "You go to rest first, as a teacher, you have to think carefully about how to save the face of Mr. An."

Mi Xiaoye refused: "No, master, how can I push such a troublesome matter to you? One person counts the disadvantages, and two people count the long. I will help the master think together."

Su Ziling was a little moved, patted Mi Xiaoye's head lightly, and said, "As expected of my apprentice, Master didn't love you for nothing."

Mi Xiaoye burst into black lines, Master, did you ever hurt me when you were shrimping?

Su Ziling spread out the rice paper, dipped it in ink, and was thinking about how to organize the banquet.Mi Xiaoye blurted out suddenly, and said, "Master, why don't we just give him the whole banquet!"

"What is the Manchu Banquet?" Su Ziling asked.

Mi Xiaoye explained: "It's court dishes. There are big dishes and local side dishes. If there are no people at this time, then we can change the name to Hu Han Quan Banquet. There are a total of [-] dishes in the banquet..."

"All right, all right, Mi Xiaoye, what are you trying to do with your master?" Su Ziling said, "Even if you want to give An Jiang face, you don't need more than 100 dishes."

Mi Xiaoye stuck out her tongue and said, "Then it can be shortened, such as 36 dishes, [-] dishes, what..."

"Eighteen dishes... This can be considered, there must be some dried fruit on the plate." Su Ziling muttered.

Mi Xiaoye said: "Right, master, eighteen dishes, ten 88 is to be served, what a good idea! Just enough to win a compliment."

Su Ziling said: "It's not difficult to fix the eighteen dishes, but the difficulty is, what kind of dishes should be made?"

Mi Xiaoye also recalled vigorously, searched for high-end dishes that she knew, and said, "Master, I don't remember very clearly, such as bird's nest chicken soup, shark's fin and crab soup, stewed chicken with mushrooms, shark skin chicken juice soup, crucian carp Braised bear paw with tongue, steamed deer tail, duck tongue soup, Wensi tofu soup, plum blossom buns..."

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