Emperor Sovereign's Doting Foodie

Behind him, Mo Ziming was still not willing to give up.

Cai Ling was speechless.

It was obvious that the young miss was fast enough, and he was just driving the carriage, why would Mo Ziming be able to catch up with his just by relying on his two legs?

This person was simply strange. He didn't know how the legs grew, but they were actually faster than a four-legged horse.

Inside the carriage, Murong Xuan was deep in thought as he chewed on the lamb chops, his mind still thinking about how to lure Mo Ziming's jade gourd over.

How about, Egg Fried Rice?

Golden Fried Rice has always been the most controversial food of the 21st century.

If you can make a full meal, then you're amazing; if you can make a hundred and eighty-eight different kinds of food, then you're amazing; but if you can make a qualified set of Golden Fried Rice, then you're truly amazing, truly amazing.

Stir-Fried Rice was very simple, but the simpler the food, the more complicated the techniques required.

A serving of Stir-Fried Rice needed to express the color, fragrance, taste, shape and meaning of the food. Back then, she had also won the title of Master Chef with a portion of Golden Fried Rice …

The Golden Fried Rice had always been her specialty. Even though she had become the host and the gourmet, no one had been able to imitate the Golden Fried Rice she once fired.

Thinking back to back then, Murong Xuan couldn't help but laugh.

He had really relied on eating a bowl of Stir-Fried Rice for his entire life!

It was a pity that she was lazy. After she became famous, she went straight to being a gourmet and taster. She even started a live broadcast of herself as a host of the Big Stomach King. In the end, she just didn't want to cook anymore.

"Cai Ling, do you still have more rice?" Murong Xuan asked from inside the carriage.

Outside the carriage, Cai Ling handed the rice over without understanding.

Miss, are you planning on using your strongest move?

In her space were some precious ingredients that the Miss had stored, such as rice.

Don't underestimate the rice in her space, this rice was the rice that the Miss had picked after selecting hundreds of different grains. The color of the rice was bright, the grains were full, and the size was the same, and there was a clean and pure rice fragrance in the air, as if looking at the rice and thinking of the fragrant white rice, it made one want to take a sip … However, these were things that Miss needed to use for cooking. Outside, Miss usually wouldn't even bother to cook, so she had plenty of rice to spare. At least, she still had some now.

After all, even Miss Murong Mansion was unwilling to cook, let alone outside.

Cai Ling thought about it, and in the end, couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

If Miss is planning to do it herself, I can only hope that you can do it a little more. After all, Miss's culinary skills are unrivalled in this world!

As Murong Xuan entered the space and opened his closed kitchen, the eyes of the Strange Fire, Hairy Ball and the others who were standing outside the door instantly opened wide with a look of disbelief.

So there was an invisible kitchen inside the space? But what are those things?

The Strange Fire extended its neck and began to look inside. When it saw, it was immediately shocked.

It was just a blade, but there were more than ten of them?

Does cutting vegetables require so many knives?

There were more than a dozen knives already. The other kitchen utensils were simply impossible to look at.

Very quickly, Murong Xuan took out the rice that Cai Ling had given him and washed it with the creek water, letting it filter out.

"Strange Fire, come over for a bit." Murong Xuan called over the Strange Fire, because it had not steamed rice before, in order to be safe, Murong Xuan could only use the wood that he had prepared beforehand.

If the rice was not steamed well, it would directly affect the taste of the supper the next day. Therefore, steamed rice was also a very important step!

The Golden Fried Rice s that were usually sold in the stalls outside would usually have ham, carrot, meat, and eggs. True Golden Fried Rice s, on the other hand, only required eggs.

Of course, most customers would think that the more ingredients a person had, the more money he would have to spend. Unexpectedly, the most important thing for a Golden Fried Rice was still his rice!

Murong Xuan took three eggs, crushed them into liquid and placed it on the side as a backup.

Within Golden Fried Rice s, the simplest requirement was that the egg must be tender, the rice must be soft and hard to the point of being moderate, and if it was too hard, it would affect the taste, and if it was too soft, there would be no way for it to become grainy. Of course, the most important requirement was for the fragrance of the rice and the egg to fuse together.

Rice was important, as were eggs.

Murong Xuan used the first ladle of water he got from the mountain stream to boil the rice. As for the fire, Murong Xuan gave it to him to personally control.

Although Strange Fire s could control the temperature at any time, they had never steamed rice, in case they oversteamed it.

Next, was the ratio of eggs to rice.

A bowl of rice, how many eggs would be served, an egg and how much rice flour would be needed? These were all things that required attention and skill.

At the same time as the rice steamed, Murong Xuan also added a bit of salt into the egg liquid. Then, he fried the egg cooked in front of Hairy Ball and the Strange Fire.

"Hmm? Isn't it to become a Golden Fried Rice? " The Strange Fire looked at Murong Xuan's movements in puzzlement.

The rice was not cooked yet, so why did the master cook the eggs already?

After Murong Xuan handed the eggs to Hairy Ball and Cai Ling, the Strange Fire finally understood that these were eggs that Murong Xuan had used to test his skill.

No wonder they beat the eggs first...

Golden Fried Rice s needed overnight meals to make their eggs, but eggs only started to be prepared on the second day when the overnight meal was done. How could eggs be prepared while the rice was being steamed?

Cai Ling saw that she could eat the scrambled eggs, and immediately took them with excitement, not even caring about the horsewhip.

The egg in the snow-white bowl was golden in color and didn't have a trace of fishy smell. On the contrary, it had a very alluring fragrance.

"Ugh …" How fragrant!

Cai Ling was already impatiently stuffing the egg into her mouth.

Very quickly, Cai Ling finished all the golden eggs.

At the same time, Hairy Ball excitedly stuffed all the eggs into its mouth, afraid that Murong Xuan would make it spit out just like that.

However, when Murong Xuan wanted to get an evaluation of this egg, Hairy Ball would taste good even though it opened and closed its mouth, while Cai Ling also looked as if she was not done yet.

Murong Xuan touched his forehead helplessly, she should not have expected these two foodies to give his any positive evaluation.

However, she had also tasted it herself. The scrambled eggs with a little salt were indeed soft and delicious and were very tasty. Of course, it was only limited to the dishes.

Come on, just follow the old rules.

At the back of the carriage, Mo Ziming was close to death chasing after it.

Why is this Murong Xuan so stingy?

He had already said that he would help her drive the carriage, but she still refused to let him get on. Why?

Mo Ziming ran until his legs were in pain, rested for a long time, and then continued to chase with all his might.

As a result, when they passed by a teahouse, the people saw a man chasing a carriage. It was as if he had caught sight of a beauty and was plotting against her.

However, when someone tried to remind the owner of the carriage, they realised that they could not catch up to the carriage at all, so they did not know how Mo Ziming managed to catch up.

In the evening, Cai Ling drove the carriage to a town.

Perhaps it was because it was close to the evening and there were very few people in the town, but most of them were already rushing home.

"Esteemed guests, are you two here to take care of this matter or to stay in the inn?" In the inn, when the waiter saw that a guest had arrived, he immediately came forward and said in a jubilant manner.

"Is Heaven Rank's room still there?" Cai Ling took out the Mu Rong family jade pendant that she brought along with him.

Seeing that there was a jade pendant from the Mu Rong family, the waiter could not help but look at Murong Xuan twice: "Yes, yes, yes, I have been keeping it."

Every single industry in the Murong Family had a rule: The Heaven Rank Room will never be opened to the outside world, only to the inside.

And only people with Murong Family could live here.

"Oh, the young miss is here. Quick, have a seat." After the shopkeeper heard the news, he hurriedly came out to greet him.

Following the shopkeeper's lead, Murong Xuan and Cai Ling arrived at the only room on the third floor.

This room was much larger than the others. Moreover, it was very clean and tidy. It could be seen that someone was cleaning it every day.

"Eldest Miss, don't worry. The furniture and bedding here are all new." The shopkeeper slowly followed Murong Xuan and carefully protected her as he spoke.

"Yes." Murong Xuan responded with an indifferent tone of voice.

The initial location of the Mu Rong's inn was a relay station for the people in the Murong Family, and it was never open for customers to use. Only after the wealth of the Murong Family had gradually declined did the guest open the inn to the guests, and although this was the case, every Murong Family's inn would keep a room, a room that was reserved for individual guests.

"Eldest Miss, what do you want to eat?" The shopkeeper asked from the doorway, afraid that if he walked in, he would step on the floor.

This Heaven and Earth room had to be cleaned from the inside out every day. Whether or not one lived here, it had to be cleaned, and the bedding had to be new. Everything inside had to be new, including a woman's dressing table and some accessories.

"Just bring the best ones and the best ones to me. Also, heat up some water for the young miss so that she can get some rest." Cai Ling hung some of the clothes that she carried on her body on the screen one by one, and then began to prepare something for Murong Xuan to bathe in.

However, just as he was preparing, a familiar voice sounded from below.

"Is the shopkeeper here? "Give me a room." Hearing Mo Ziming's voice, Murong Xuan's eyes instantly lit up.

This Mo Ziming did not have any silver coins on him, nor did he have any money, so how was he going to stay here?

Murong Xuan lifted the fruit plate in his hand and directly walked to the door, curiously staring at the Mo Ziming below.

"Dear customer, the second floor has the best room, which belongs to the best rooms. As for the price, it is 2 purple coins a night, and hot water for bathing is provided at night. The rooms on the first floor are a little worse off, but we only need 1 purple gold coin. On the first floor, the waiter was explaining to Mo Ziming.