food color system

Zhuo Yun wanted to go to school early, and got up before dawn every day. When Zhuo Yichen woke up, Zhuo Yun had already left.

During this period of time, Zhuo Yichen's body has improved a lot, and he wakes up every day feeling refreshed.

Zhuo Yichen asked one person to set up a stall, always having people to accompany him really delayed things.Although a person would be sweating profusely from exhaustion, Zhuo Yichen was very willing, as long as his hands were quicker, he could still be busy.

Like every morning market before, the stinky tofu stand was packed with people and there was a long queue.Zhuo Yichen has worked so hard to set up a stall in this market for so long. He didn't make much money, but his reputation is gradually accumulating, attracting many people who are not diners. people, but Zhuo Yichen did not agree, because he was still waiting, waiting for a perhaps even bigger opportunity.He doesn't want to be a servant, he wants to be a chef!

In the morning market today, Zhuo Yichen was still standing in his old position, flying up and down with a long bamboo chopstick in his right hand, while his left hand was still busy collecting money.The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and when the morning market was about to end, the crowd dispersed a little, so Zhuo Yichen could relax a little.

At this time, two people pushed aside the gathered crowd and came over.

Zhuo Yichen raised his head, and the two people who walked over looked like servants, but they were dressed luxuriously, so they were probably servants of wealthy families.

Among them, the man in blue was relatively young. He walked up to Zhuo Yichen, cupped his hands and said, "Young master, we have been looking for you for several days, but you are still here. Let's invite you to our Shao's mansion." Let's go." When the word "Shao Mansion" was mentioned, the man in blue obviously emphasized his tone to show his noble power.

Zhuo Yichen didn't speak, but just looked at him suspiciously.Why are you looking for me?

The man then explained: "Taichang Temple Minister Shao's Mansion came here admiringly, and I also invite this young master to honor him."

Zhuo Yichen understood, and replied: "Don't worry, wait until I'm done with the last group of guests."

He spoke slowly, but the movements of his hands were still very quick. Pieces of golden yellow dried tofu in the oil pan were swirling and swirling under the long chopsticks, but there was no splash of oil.

Zhuo Yichen's unhurried attitude is really rare. The Shao Mansion is the mansion of Shao Ningzhong, the well-known minister of Taichang Temple. Although an official of the third rank is nothing in the imperial capital, because there is still a faction on top Relatives of the emperor, important ministers and marquises.But for ordinary people like Zhuo Yichen, it was already a great honor for the Shao Mansion to send someone to invite them.

Except for the famous chefs in Tianyi Pavilion and the famous chief executives in Ningxianglou, how could other ordinary people get such a blessing?

The man in blue was quite impatient. He let out an "ah" as if complaining, and said in a loud voice, "Since the Shao Mansion sent someone to invite you, it would be your great honor. Why don't you hurry up and go with us? Don't dawdle." Dinacho!"

Zhuo Yichen didn't seem to be in a hurry, he was still holding unsold dried tofu, putting them into the frying pan piece by piece, and frying them carefully, with an expression as if he had already forgotten about this person.

Seeing his tepid appearance, the man in blue felt that he was despised by a man selling stinky tofu. The man turned his face down, and suddenly took a step forward. Raised Zhuo Yichen's stall.

The man in green clothes next to him stopped him and shouted: "Don't be rude." This man is older and looks more serious.

The man in Tsing Yichen turned to Zhuo Yichen again, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, we have no intention of offending and no malice. I came here to invite you this time at the order of the Grand Master."

But Zhuo Yichen felt that he didn't know any of the masters of the Shao Mansion, so he wondered whether he should go with them or not.Because Zhuo Yun had repeatedly told him that he was not allowed to talk to strangers when he was alone.

"Young master, you don't have to worry about it. My grandpa said that if you don't want to come, then please take a look at this." Then, the man took out a handkerchief from his lapel and opened it in his palm.

Zhuo Yichen saw that there was a small piece of pork ribs on top of the white handkerchief.

Now that Zhuo Yichen understood and was relieved, he nodded.

The man in blue cleaned up Zhuo Yichen's small stall, while the man in green led him into Shao's carriage.

Zhuo Yun told him about the affairs of the court and the palace.Zhuo Yichen then knew that the Minister of Taichang Temple was an official title, and belonged to the chief of the clan's sacrificial offerings, and had been appointed throughout the generations.When the imperial court held a big ceremony, it was praised by the minister of Taichang Temple.

It was also at this time that he suddenly remembered that the old man back then was also surnamed Shao?It's just that he never thought that the old man was actually the master of Shao's residence.

As soon as he arrived at Shao's mansion, the servants did not lead him to the front hall, but went straight to the back garden.

Zhuo Yichen saw an old man in coarse linen hunched over planting flowers in the field, with his sleeves rolled up and a worn straw hat on his head.If it weren't for the fact that they already knew his identity, other people would probably think that this old man was just a flower farmer in Shao's residence.

"My lord," the man in Tsing Yi bowed and called out, "I've invited the guy who sells dried tofu for you! Do you see this one? Xiao Weizi and I have been looking for it for several days."

Before Shao Boyun got up from the ground, he just waved to Zhuo Yichen, "Young man, come here."

Without saying a word, Zhuo Yichen also stepped into the ground.

"Let's not talk about business for now, can you help me see if this sweet plum plant is still alive?"

Zhuo Yichen dug the soil with his fingers, carefully looked at the roots of the small sweetberry plant, and then replied: "It will definitely survive, but the roots are too complicated, so I need to cut them."

"Elimination? This method is rare."

"There are many side roots, which will hinder the main root from absorbing water, which is not good. Besides, sweet plum is not a rich flower like peony. It is not picky. The worse the situation is, the more fragrant it will be. For this reason, it is called Ganmei in the market. Mei is 'poor and happy'."

Shao Boyun smiled, and handed Zhuo Yichen a pair of scissors, "Okay, I'll trouble you to accompany me, an old man, for the whole day!"

Zhuo Yichen didn't hold it up at all, he was particularly motivated to do these tasks.

The old and the young were busy working in the soil, they didn't talk much, but they got along very harmoniously.It is rare for Zhuo Yichen to find another person who appreciates cooking skills in this era, and the other person seems to be more accomplished in food than him, Zhuo Yichen seems to have gained a confidant.And Shao Boyun appreciated this young man very much.

"I used to grow up in the soil. I was admitted to a county magistrate in a poor county when I was in my 40s. That was my good luck. It is good to live in poverty all my life. Unexpectedly, I was mentioned by the late emperor when I was in my 60s. He came from Beijing and put him in the Taichang Temple to run errands." Shao Boyun mentioned the past with a calm expression on his face.But Zhuo Yichen knew that he was far from being so light and light. After decades of running around, and being appreciated by the late emperor, these are not easy things.

Seeing Zhuo Yichen's kindness, Shao Boyun told him these words.

"My son is still doing well. He is fortunate to be appreciated by the current emperor. He has accumulated virtues from his ancestors. Now he has become the Minister of Taichang Temple. Hey... I should retire as an old man."

Zhuo Yichen said: "I really don't know your identity, but I have heard about Mr. Shao, he is a good official."

But Shao Boyun said: "I, as a father, don't judge whether it's a good official or not. That kid understands official affairs better than me. I don't want to bother those troublesome old people now. I just want to take care of myself, but he doesn't care. Make it look good for me, I'm afraid even my father won't like it."

Zhuo Yichen was taken aback, "Master Shao is very wise, how could this happen?"

Shao Boyun smiled and said, "My child, you are still too young to understand these reasons. Back then, I used brown rice porridge to raise him up. Now that he is an official, he will erase his previous poor energy." Otherwise, this face is not bright, it is embarrassing! As an adult in the court, which one does not use airs to show off?"

"Almost forgot the business," Mr. Shao patted Zhuo Yichen's shoulder, "Young man, come with me."

Zhuo Yichen gave a "hmm", followed Mr. Shao, and went out from the back garden.

Walking on the corridor, Shao Boyun asked him: "Young man, what's your name?"

"Surnamed Zhuo, the eldest son of the family, Zhuo Yichen."

Shao Boyun nodded, "Then Mr. Zhuo, Mr. Shao invited you to Shao's mansion today to invite you to be the cook in Shao's mansion in the future. Would you like it?"

Zhuo Yichen was slightly startled.

"With your culinary skills and talents, you shouldn't be buried in the countryside. If you just fried tofu, I, an old man, would not agree. How about it, is Shao Mansion honored to be your stepping stone?"

Zhuo Yichen smiled, "You speak too seriously."

Shao Boyun and Zhuo Yun said almost the same thing at the same time.

After that, Shao Boyun took him directly to the back kitchen of the Shao Mansion.

The Minister of Taichang Temple is in charge of sacrificial matters, and one of the sacrifices is food sacrifices. Those who are officials in Taichang Temple must have a lot of requirements for food.Therefore, the grand style of Shaofu's kitchen can be described as a major aspect of Taichang Temple's status, financial resources, and strength.The back kitchen of the mansion is quite magnificent, with all nanmu interior, scarlet Persian carpet, black and shiny round table, purple clay teapot and casserole, crystal clear porcelain bowls, even chopsticks and tables are made of white jade. Noble and refined.There is still a group of people busy in the back kitchen.

Zhuo Yichen pointed to the expensive ingredients piled up on the table, and asked in disbelief: "Have you had any guests at your house?" This amount is enough for their Zhuo family to eat for seven days.

Shao Boyun said: "This is his Shao Ningzhong's idea, and it's also his style. You have to consume so much food in a day, and if you don't use it up, you have to throw it away. I can't understand this, but he doesn't like it." Listen to my old man."

Zhuo Yichen couldn't help but whispered, "This is too wasteful..."

Shao Boyun sighed: "My old bones can no longer control the back kitchen of the Shao Mansion. I will leave this place to you now."

Zhuo Yichen was startled, "Master..."

Surprise is more than surprise.Isn't this the opportunity he's been waiting for?

But this task is really a bit heavy. We are wasting precious ingredients every day, so it really won’t shorten our lifespan? !Besides, Zhuo Yichen really pays attention to the craftsmanship and the fineness of the ingredients, and he is very serious about every dish under his hands.But extravagance does not mean refinement.Making the best use of everything is the principle he has always pursued.

Seeing Zhuo Yichen's embarrassed look, Shao Boyun naturally understood what he was thinking, and instead smiled.

"I didn't want to be in charge of the kitchen for a long time, but Shao Ningzhong was very picky. He was dissatisfied with the chefs he invited and kicked them all out. But your cooking skills are definitely up to standard. I invited you to Shao's residence , I want to hand over this life-saving place to you to discipline me!"

The old master spoke very powerfully, Zhuo Yichen hadn't formally agreed, but he was already entrusting him with a heavy responsibility.Immediately afterwards, Shao Boyun let out a low shout, causing everyone in the back kitchen to stop what they were doing and raise their heads obediently.He pointed at Zhuo Yichen who was standing beside him with a solemn expression.

"From now on, this Mr. Zhuo will take over my position. My old bones should be retired! From now on, you all obey his assignments, and you must not violate them. He is the head of our Shaofu's kitchen. knife!"

As soon as the words fell, the servants saluted one after another.

Zhuo Yichen was speechless in front of such a grand scene.

Shao Boyun stroked his beard with a smile, and gave the young man a meaningful look.