Half an hour later, the new sauce is ready.

Lu Yunyao made four kinds of them before and after, and everyone praised them every time. But he was not satisfied with them, so he improved the formula.

It was not until the fourth time that the strong taste of soy sauce completely disappeared and replaced by the sweet flavor, with a light sauce flavor, that Lu Yunyao was satisfied.

After tasting the new sauce, Mammy Liang was surprised, "it's not sauce or bittern. It's a dish. It's delicious."

Warm autumn monk spring also tasted, "young lady, young lady, maidservant likes this taste very much."

The servant girls also like it one after another.

The cooks said, "Miss Lu's superb cooking skills are admired by villains."

Lu Yunyao laughs, "how can I cook? At most, there were more kinds of food and bigger brain holes in the past, "he said, pointing to a plate of meat sauce." who made this plate, please? "

A tall and thin cook came forward, "Miss Lu, it's made by villains."

Lu Yunyao nodded, "please master, later use minced meat, eggs, potatoes, onions, and some materials you like to chop, mix this sauce, make a meat sauce."

"Yes, Miss Lu." The cook carefully took away Lu Yunyao's sauce, as if it was made of gold.

Several other cooks were busy in vain, but their craftsmanship was ignored, and they were in a low mood.

Lu Yunyao said to those people, "masters, have you seen the process of making sauce?"

The cooks said, "see, Miss Lu, don't worry. We won't let out the recipe."

Lu Yunyao chuckled, "what's the secret? It's just a dish. What's the secret? As long as people with good cooking skills taste it, they can almost cook it. And since I've made it, I'll teach you. Please make more of it. Today we all follow the Lord to eat fried noodles. "

The cook was moved and said, "the first time I saw such a selfless person as Miss Lu, the last barbecue recipe was given to us free of charge, and this time the meat sauce recipe is... I don't know what to say to thank Miss Lu."

"Yes, yes." Other humanitarian issues.

Lu Yunyao suddenly thought, "I like to hear good words most. You praise me and I'm happy. When I'm so happy, I think of a good dish. It's just that I can't cook it today. The dish is delicious but greasy. The Lord has just begun to accept meat and fishy food. I'll cook it for you when the Lord can accept it. "

As soon as Lu Yunyao's voice fell, the servant girls cheered.

"Miss Lu, you can stay in the palace all the time. As long as Miss Lu is here, our palace will be happy."

"Yes, yes."

Mother Liang glared, "what's the matter? Before, our palace was not happy? "

A maid who had a good relationship with mother Liang said with a smile, "if you go back to mother Liang, you used to be happy in the palace, but since Miss Lu came, mother Liang often laughed."

"Yes, now mother Liang's smile one day is more than that of the previous ten days, and she looks much better."

Lu Yunyao said secretly in her heart that she looked good and probably ate meat.

Although mammy Liang criticized the servant girls, she found that since Miss Lu came to the palace, the atmosphere of the whole palace had changed, not as oppressive and lifeless as before. Not only the palace, but also the LORD had changed greatly.

Mammy Liang took a deep look at Lu Yunyao.

Half an hour later.

The fork is carved well.

The craftsmen who stay in the palace are naturally skilled. They are all dragon and Phoenix sculptors, not to mention the small wooden fork?

When Lu Yunyao saw the wooden fork, she immediately took one - which is the tableware? It's a handicraft. It's on the antique shelf!

However, the fork has clear roots, and the handle is not a straight stick. Some are bamboo, some are made of auspicious clouds, and some are exquisite vines. The one Lu Yunyao secretly took is the most lovely. The whole handle of the fork is a little fox, with a sharp mouth, a small head, and a long tail, which is crooked, lifelike, tricky, charming, and polished.

Lu Yunyao thinks that with her fox fork, she can eat two more bowls of noodles.

At the same time, the sauce is ready.

Some cooks cut thin cucumber shreds, some cook fried peanuts, and then mashed peanuts, so the fried sauce noodles were successful.

Mixing meat sauce, shredded cucumbers and peanuts together, Lu Yunyao reluctantly takes out her fox fork and starts to try to eat spaghetti.

The courtyard in the kitchen of the palace was full of people. Everyone looked at the woman sitting on the table and chair in the center of the courtyard. They were curious how such a noble and beautiful lady could eat noodles.

But Lu Yunyao put his fork into the noodles, and then rolled them. After a while, he rolled the noodles into a ball and put it into his mouth.

People are surprised - is there another way to eat noodles?

Lu Yunyao chewed slowly and tasted carefully. Then she nodded with a smile, "it's delicious. Do you want to try it?"

In front of such an elegant noble lady, people are embarrassed to eat noodles with chopsticks.

In fact, in order to facilitate the use of fork, Lu Yunyao used gauze to dry the noodles in advance, and then waited for a while to make sure there was no water in the noodles before mixing the sauce and shredded cucumber.

It's already afternoon. Another hour is dinner time. It's getting dark and the sunshine is not as good as that.

Lu Yunyao urged, "you should have a taste. If you don't have any special opinions, the kitchen will start to prepare the meal for the king. Now is not the time to be shy. I only represent my own taste. If you go back to the king of Chu, it will be cloudy and sunny... No, if the wise and powerful king thinks it's not delicious, we are all responsible."

The crowd then took bowl chopsticks to clip noodles one after another.

Although a lot of wooden forks have been carved, they are all prepared for the Lord. No one dares to use them. People secretly think while holding chopsticks and scooping meat sauce with spoons. In the future, they have to find craftsmen to make some forks and roll noodles. They don't have to be so elegant.

In public after eating the new sauce noodles, repeatedly praise.

Although everyone praises her, Lu Yunyao still doesn't think that what she's got out of her head is Wei Guo on the tip of her tongue. Everyone thinks it's good, not only because her taste is acceptable, but also because she's fresh.

It doesn't matter. That's enough.

An hour later.

The main hospital.

Qu Zhouyi came to the study early to find the king of Chu, "Wang Ye, why are you still busy? Miss Lu has been tossing about in the kitchen all afternoon. Are you curious about what delicious food Miss Lu has produced? "

The king of Chu's eyebrows moved slightly when he thought of the novel delicacy. His deep black eyes flashed and then covered up under his thick eyelashes.

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