Seventh Pagoda

Wusu and Liangfu looked expectant: "So, Mr. National Teacher, what are we doing today?"

Yang Yulin felt weak all over, and really wanted to exercise her muscles and bones: "I'm tired of sleeping, how about going for a walk?"

Wusu only cared about being happy, and went to get the clothes without touching her feet.

Yang Yulin stood up leisurely, and saw Wusu coming towards him holding a big bunch of purple things. Regarding the taste of the national teacher, Yang Yulin disagreed: "Your national teacher likes purple very much?"

Wusu speaks eloquently: "The court clothes are custom-made, the ninth-rank clothes are dark blue, the eighth-rank clothes are green, the seventh-rank clothes are light green, the sixth-rank clothes are dark green, the fifth-rank clothes are light crimson, the fourth-rank clothes are dark crimson, the third-rank and above are purple, the national teacher My lord has a noble status, and I bestow gold and purple court clothes."

Liangfu stood next to Wusu, the two of them were silent for a while, and both sighed: "The emperor really likes you."

Yang Yulin: "..."

When I woke up, I found that I was a national teacher, and this national teacher would become another person every day when he opened his eyes.

Immortal alchemy is nonsense, and soul reincarnation is even more illusory, but since the ancestor Zun Yishan Taoist became the national teacher, the magic pills and the smog have become better day by day.

Even though Yang Yulin was not surprised to learn that she had some visions in the past three months, she remembered the half bowl of pine nut cheese instead.

That day, Yang Yulin was dragged by Tao Cheng, sneaked into the Shijin Residence, and then walked into the cellar by familiar ways.

Yang Yulin felt a little guilty: "Tao Cheng, why didn't Boss Hou arrest you to see the official when you went to Shijinju to steal things like this?"

Tao Cheng raised his chin, put his hands behind his back, and replied proudly: "Why is it stealing? It's taking, taking, understand? How can a scholar's business be considered stealing?"

Yang Yulin rolled her eyes, thinking that you are justified in stealing people's things...

Thinking about it again, most of the things Tao Cheng stole ended up in his belly, so he couldn't say anything after all, so he politely replied: "Okay, okay, take it, you took it for the past two years, Boss Hou?" Is something missing?"

Tao Cheng entered the cellar, patrolling around, sniffing around, picking at his hands, "What's so fussy about such a small amount? You want me to be his cook, isn't it a bit stingy!"

"As long as you evacuate the cellar, are you willing to stay in Shijinju?" A lazy voice came from above, making the two of them jump.

Seeing that it was Hou Que, Yang Yulin's face became hot for a moment, and being caught stealing on the spot was really against the way of sages.

But Tao Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, with a haughty expression on his face: "Ten cellars would never expect me to be your cook, I'm the one who wants to enter the palace."

Hou Que leaned against the door, with a handsome line drawn on half of his face, and his voice was always lazy and leisurely: "I said you, what good is it to enter the palace? There are many people, and if you eat half of them to death, What are you going to do?"

Then he turned around and looked at Tao Cheng: "I'm different, as long as you stay in my Shijin Residence, no matter who you eat to death, I'll send you back."

As if sighing, he added another sentence: "Even if you poison me and eat me to death... I will be happy with it."

The sky light shone from behind Hou Que, making his whole body tall and straight, Tao Cheng unconsciously closed his eyes: "Shut your crow's mouth!"

With both hands full of things, he glanced at Yang Yulin and said majesticly, "Let's go."

After going up the steps, Hou Que blocked the door, Tao Cheng didn't even look at him, and walked away, seeing that he was out of the cellar, Hou Que grabbed his wrist from behind.

Today Hou Que wore a brocade gown with flat gold embroidered phoenix and peony, trimmed with silver thread, his whole body was bathed in the skylight, his ink-like face suddenly became colorful, his black pupils and red lips made him look even more noble.

He grabbed Tao Cheng's wrist and pulled him in front of him: "How many times have I said, just tell me what you want, and I'll send someone to deliver it to you. It's cold and dark in the cellar, let's fall again." What can I do?"

Tao Cheng didn't like reading since he was a child, but instead he was obsessed with cooking.

"Food Treasures", "Tiao Ding Ji", "Shu Garden Miscellaneous Notes", "Drinking Meals" have long been familiarized by heart. When I have free time, I search for ingredients in the mountains and fields, toss about dishes, and Yang Yulin helps with the homework in the academy. Nothing went wrong.

Shijinju is quite famous in the capital city. It only serves ten dishes a day, and each dish costs ten gold. It is still flocking to the south and north of the city, and the supply exceeds demand. It is said that the dishes are already scheduled for the Mid-Autumn Festival next year.

Tao Cheng was naturally salivating. One winter, he searched for space and sneaked into the cellar of Shijinju. He had already succeeded, but he slipped and fell due to the cold weather, and was caught by Hou Que.

Hou Que was overjoyed to see that he was covered with a lot of ingredients, limped and still holding things, and he was so happy that he punished him to clean the dishes in the back kitchen of Shijinju for three months.

Tao Cheng knew he was in the wrong, so he had nothing to say, the problem was that Shijinju only served ten dishes a day!

There were not many pots, dishes, dishes and cups, and they were all cleaned up in a while. It was finished, but Hou Que refused to let Tao Cheng go. He did whatever he wanted, but he was not allowed to go.

After fighting for many times, it was useless in the end, so Tao Cheng just stayed at Shijinju with nothing to do.

He was bored when he had nothing to do, Tao Cheng talked too much when he was bored, pointing fingers at the cook every day. "Hey, you're wrong, just steam it to seven minutes, and the meat will fall apart!" "Hey, don't put raw water, raw water will spoil the taste, use soup!"

The chef in Shijinju was not arrogant, and threw away the pot: "You can do it, you come." Tao Cheng was happy when he heard it: "Okay, I'll come." He happily made a plate of tofu and A plate of radishes.

Tofu took a lot of work. First, diced shellfish, ginseng, mushrooms, and bamboo shoots, blanched and dried to make stuffing, marinated with refined salt, then sliced ​​the elbow, peeled the tofu, dug holes in the middle to fill the stuffing, and used tofu skin Make a cover, put elbow slices around into the casserole, simmer for half an hour, put it into the bowl, pour the original soup on the tofu, and serve it hot.

Don’t worry about the radishes, first shred the radishes, scald them in boiling water, and then put them in cold water to soak up the radish flavor. The best thing is, you must add pear juice when you fry the radishes. pear fragrance.

Hou Que calmly picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, and remained silent for a long time.

The chefs of Shijinju looked at each other, took a sip, and fell silent.

Then, they handed Hou Que their resignation letters, ten of them neatly placed on the table.

Hou Que looked at Tao Cheng, with a half-smile on his face: "My cooks are all gone because of your anger, why, you stayed in Shijinju to redeem yourself?"

Tao Cheng slapped the table angrily: "Did you use the word "redemption?"

Since then, Tao Cheng has been entangled by Hou Que, and he is determined to keep him in Shijinju, but Tao Cheng is also determined to enter the palace as an imperial cook, so it can be worth two years to go back and forth like this.

Boss Tao Cheng is not polite, but if he lacks anything, he will steal it from Hou Que, and Hou Que also manipulates him, and the cellar is never locked.

It's one thing to be sneaky by yourself, but it's another thing to be caught on the spot like this. Tao Cheng blushed, broke away from Hou Que, and ran away without looking back, Yang Yulin followed behind.

Tao Cheng led Yang Yulin into his small kitchen.

Pick up the pine nuts, peel off the skin carefully, wait for the water in the pot to boil, throw the pine nuts in, pick them up after cooking, mash them finely, add boiling water, filter out the dregs with fine gauze, and do this three times until the pine nut juice is clear There is no dregs.

Then pour the fresh milk into the pot, simmer slowly, add fine sugar and stir, boil until thick, put it up and let it cool.Tao Cheng carefully lifted the milk skin, added pine nut juice and stirred, then added rice brew, stirred evenly, sealed the mouth with fine silk, and baked it in the pot for half an hour.

Since Yang Yulin entered the small kitchen, she began to wander around, unable to rest for a moment, waiting anxiously.

Seeing that the pot was finally out, he rushed over immediately: "Can I eat it?"

Tao Cheng lifted the thin silk, took a small spoon and handed it to Yang Yulin: "You burn your mouth, don't worry."

Yang Yulin took a spoonful, blew it cool, and ate it in one bite. It was so tender that she jumped her feet: "It's so delicious! Tao Cheng, your craftsmanship will definitely be able to be an imperial cook!"

Tao Cheng opened up the chatterbox: "Yes, yes, I think so too! That fellow Hou Que thought too well, wouldn't it be a pity for a talent like me to stay in Shijinju?"

As soon as Yang Yulin had something delicious to eat, she couldn't care less about others: "Mmm, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity."

After finishing speaking, Yang Yulin's eyes rolled, she picked up the bowl nimbly and ran away, saying as she ran, "Tao Cheng, I will prepare all the homework for you in the academy."

Tao Cheng's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Yang Yulin who said "seriously" had already run out of the small kitchen and disappeared.

Tao Cheng finally came to his senses: "What a boy! Eat alone, I haven't even tasted it yet!"

Yang Yulin ran far away, seeing Tao Cheng not chasing her, she felt relieved and walked and ate with a bowl in her hands, but she never expected that something bad would happen, she was pushed out and fell to the ground at Ding'an Gate.

Kulun's fresh milk, Jiangning's good rice, and Changbai Mountain's pine nuts make such a bowl of extremely tender pine nut cheese, which is a pity.

While thinking about it, he asked: "In the past three months, has a young master named Tao Cheng ever entered the palace?"

Liangfu burst into laughter with a "poof": "That's true, it's just that the day Mr. Tao entered the palace, the national teacher was obsessed with martial arts, and he played with a big knife so imperviously that Mr. Tao couldn't get close to him, but Pissed him off."

Yang Yulin couldn't help but smile when she thought of Tao Cheng's flailing teeth and claws entwining her with cannonballs, but she couldn't get close: "I've been very delirious for months, didn't you tell him?"

Liang Fu laughed: "Come on, we told Mr. Tao early in the morning that the national teacher loses his memory every day when he opens his eyes, he must not believe it."

Wusu came over with the clothes, and also came to have fun.

"Isn't it? When I left the palace, I almost cried. I wiped my tears and yelled, 'I used to cook so many delicious things for you, but I fed them all to the dog. Now I am a national teacher, and I am amnesiac. , actually gave me amnesia', crying all the way out."

Yang Yulin couldn't help laughing, he really understood why Tao Cheng came to the palace to find him.

Tao Cheng wholeheartedly wanted to be the imperial cook, but somehow he himself became a national teacher, so why don't he come to him.

While laughing, he was getting ready to get down and put on his clothes, but when he stepped on the ground, it felt like he was stepping on cotton, his feet softened and he fell down.

Fu Dali had a sharp eye and quickly picked him up, while Yang Yulin lay weakly on the edge of the bed panting.

"The imperial doctor said that Master Guoshi is weak, so please be more careful." Wusu looked worried.

Yang Yulin's whole body was limp, and her face was flushed red: "It's okay, just take a rest."

As he spoke, he moved his hands and feet slowly, walked back and forth in the room a few times, and finally felt that he had some strength.

Wusu helped him get dressed, and Yang Yulin recovered her spirits: "The clothes are ready, let's go out and play."