Sign in at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, a god-level brat

Chapter 19 The imperial cooks in the imperial dining room were all stunned

Li Chengan returned happily.

Changle is still immersed in the poem just now.

Seeing Li Chengan's return, a pair of beautiful eyes exuded a light of admiration.

No wonder Li Chengan gained the worship value of Changle.

Because at this time, Changle had already regarded Li Chengan as his idol from the bottom of his heart.

"Your Highness, the lunch from the imperial dining room has been delivered."

"Your Majesty specifically asked the Imperial Dining Room to cook a few more dishes for His Highness."

Xiao Cui happily came in with two food boxes.

When Xiaocui said this, Li Chengan really felt hungry.

"Brother Huang, since it's time to eat, Chang Le won't bother Brother Huang anymore."

"Another day, Changle will visit again."

Chang Le was about to leave.

Li Chengan said.

"Chang Le, if you don't dislike it, let's have a meal with Brother Huang today!"

"Brother Huang can't eat so much alone."

Hearing that Li Chengan asked her to keep her, Chang Le showed a sweet smile on her face.

"Then, Chang Le is not welcome."

Yuzhi and Xiaocui opened the two food boxes separately.

A strong aroma instantly filled the air.

"Father, you really added a few dishes for Brother Huang."

"According to the rules, we usually have four dishes and one soup."

"Today, there are twice as many brother emperors here."

Chang Le said enviously.

And he sniffed mischievously, with a look of great enjoyment.

If Li Chengan didn't have a chef who fused with God of Cooking, today's dish would still be very good.

But Li Chengan, who is now possessed by a chef, how can he not see that the cooking of these dishes is simply horrible.

Gently pick up a bite, put it in your mouth and taste it.

"Nonsence···"

Li Chengan spat it out in one gulp.

If there is no God of Cooking, Li Chengan can definitely eat this kind of food.

And it will taste delicious.

However, now with the pickiness and taste of God of Cooking, these so-called delicacies, in the eyes of Li Chengan, are no different from shit.

"Brother Huang, doesn't this kind of food suit the taste of Brother Huang?"

Chang Le blinked her eyes with concern, and asked.

"What bullshit delicacies, it's just like feeding pigs."

"Yuzhi, Xiaocui is going to the imperial dining room with Bengong, and Bengong wants to cook some dishes for Changle himself."

"To thank Changle, the first person to visit me for his friendship."

"Throw it all away..."

"Your Highness, it's such a delicious dish, wouldn't it be a pity to throw it away?"

Yuzhi and Xiaocui Qiqi said regretfully.

"Since you are not willing to throw it away, let's share it among you."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward."

The chamberlains and maids all saluted happily.

Their meals are a million miles worse than this.

The rich aroma has already made them salivate.

"Brother Huang, are you really going to cook in the Imperial Dining Room?"

"Brother Huang, do you even know how to cook?"

Chang Le's words made Li Chengan laugh.

"Changle, wait for a moment, you have the heart to visit the emperor, and the emperor will cook you a delicious meal no matter what."

"As for cooking? It's just a small way."

"When Cheng An was very young, my mother encouraged Cheng An to be a man and be able to support himself."

"So, when he was less than three years old, Brother Huang began to learn cooking from his mother."

"・・・・・"

Good guy, Li Chengan's ability to fool people is also very good.

With a few words, Princess Changle was taken aback for a while.

"In that case, Chang Le would like to thank Brother Huang."

"Brother Huang personally cooks for Chang Le, Chang Le is really touched and happy."

After successfully fooling the emotion of a little girl, Li Chengan set out on the road happily.

Cooking a delicious meal for Changle is also a matter of course.

After all, it is also Changle's credit that he can possess the God of Cooking.

As the saying goes, coming and not going is indecent.

"Call your manager over here."

Li Chengan came to the door of the imperial dining room, pinched his waist with his hands, looking like a big brother.

Everyone in the imperial dining room was shocked.

Whose child is this?

Haven't seen it before.

And judging from the clothes, he doesn’t look like a noble prince.

"Who are you? Dare to go to the imperial dining room to make trouble? Aren't you afraid that the manager will report to His Majesty and Empress Empress to deal with you?"

Li Chengan just wanted to respond, I am your uncle.

Miss Yuzhi spoke first.

"Director Wen, let me introduce you. This is His Majesty's Sixth Prince, who just entered the palace today and was conferred the title of Prince of Peace by His Majesty."

"The manager of the small imperial dining room stewed it gently, see His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince."

"Is it possible that the dishes just delivered are not to the taste? His Majesty personally ordered them to be cooked for His Highness. He also added a few more dishes."

The chief steward of the imperial dining room stewed gently, and respectfully greeted you.

Li Chengan almost laughed out loud.

This name is really amazing, why not call it steaming and boiling?

"Boss Wen, the dishes you sent are indeed not quite to my taste."

"It's better for me to cook a few side dishes myself."

"Princess Changle is in the palace, waiting for her meal."

"Your Highness, do you want to cook yourself?"

Wen Wen stew asked in surprise.

Even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't believe that the sixth prince who was as tall as a stove in front of him just now knew how to cook.

"What? Can't Bengong cook the food himself?"

"Okay, okay...Your Highness, please go ahead."

Anyway, the lunches in the various palaces are now ready.

Since His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince wants to make troubles, let him make troubles.

Judging from His Majesty's special order to add a few dishes to His Highness the Sixth Prince.

Even His Majesty felt sorry for this young master very much.

The most important thing is that the news that Liu Gen, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, was beaten into a pig's head has not yet reached the Imperial Dining Room.

Otherwise, the gentle stew will definitely be submissive long ago.

"Yuzhi, Xiaocui, reconcile these noodles."

"Boss Wen, go get some dishes."

After hearing the instructions from the Sixth Prince, Yuzhi and Xiaocui hurriedly made a meeting.

A few kinds of green vegetables were used for gentle stew. In this early spring season, only a few kinds of green vegetables can be seen in the palace.

Ordinary people have had no relationship with green vegetables for almost half a year.

Li Chengan was about to ask for oil just now, thinking about what kind of oil he wants in this era.

Soybeans and peanuts and corn, the major oil producers, have not yet settled on this land.

Even wanting to refine some lard is not enough, because the pork at this time is very stinky, and pork is cheap meat that poor people can only eat with their teeth.

Li Chengan's eyes lit up, and he saw a piece of mutton, and it was very expensive mutton fat.

Yuzhi and Xiaocui reconcile the noodles.

Li Chengan's sheep oil has also been refined.

After the shallots were sautéed in mutton oil, a strong fragrance wafted through the imperial dining room.

The chopped mutton is put into the pot, and it is singing happily in the oil pot.

The imperial chefs in the imperial dining room were all shocked.

That's okay...
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