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Chapter 1504 It smells so good

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    Since listening to the show now, it¡¯s midnight, and I¡¯m really hungry.

    When the county magistrate Zhu Wenjing heard that His Majesty wanted to eat something, he hurriedly said: "I will order someone to cook some food right now, for fear that it will not suit Your Majesty's taste."

    Emperor Hongzhi shook his head: "Didn't I say that I want to eat this dried fish?"

    "There's no need to bother the cook. It's midnight. I've already gone to bed. Why don't you" Emperor Hongzhi glanced at Zhu Wenjing: "Does the Qing family know how to cook?"

    Zhu Wenjing hurriedly shook her head: "The gentleman is far away from the kitchen, how can Ihow can I do this?"

    Emperor Hongzhi said calmly: "The former Ningbo magistrate Wen Yansheng was good at this. I think he is also a gentleman."

    Zhu Wenjing: ""

    Emperor Hongzhi said: "Where is the chef? The successor" He cheered up and seemed to have a strong interest in trivial household matters.

    Zhu Wenjing was surprised and dumbfounded for a moment, but at this time she had to bite the bullet and lead Emperor Hongzhi to the kitchen.

    Emperor Hongzhi said: "Wen Qing's family can cook, and I want to try it. Come and light a fire for me."

    Fang Jifan just held the dried fish aside and said nothing.

    Zhu Wenjing, however, was horrified and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty How can your Majesty, with his rich body be able to do such a thing?"

    In the eyes of the scholar-bureaucrats of this era, things like cooking were considered low-class activities. Zhu Wenjing was obviously anxious. He felt that His Majesty was committing suicide. Could it be that he was deliberately showing his dissatisfaction with the reception?

    He is just a small county magistrate, located in a remote place, and people are like that. For many people, the emperor who is so high above has been sanctified, as if he is not a human being, and will always sit on the plaque of the ancestor of the heaven.  The clay statues below are just enjoying fireworks and have no humanity.

    Just like Mr. Ye loves dragons, when the dragon actually appeared in front of him, Zhu Wenjing felt horrified in her heart. Oh, the emperor still eats midnight snacks.

    Emperor Hongzhi frowned and looked at Zhu Wenjing strangely: "I am a rich man. Isn't it possible that I won't be hungry? Shouldn't I eat something when I'm hungry? Eat, but don't cook. What's the truth?"

    Zhu Wenjing was stunned.

    Seeing Emperor Hongzhi directing Xiao Jing to light the fire, he himself rolled up his sleeves, looking eager to try.

    Zhu Wenjing suddenly stretched her neck, as if she had made a lot of determination, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, I I can do it for you."

    Emperor Hongzhi said: "Don't you know how to cook?"

    Zhu Wenjing said with a sullen face: "Yes."

    Emperor Hongzhi smiled and said: "So, you are deceiving me?"

    "This" Zhu Wenjing smiled bitterly: "Even if you know how to cook, you must not show it to others, otherwise you will inevitably be laughed at. I will die."

    Fang Jifan was convinced by this person.

    Zhu Wenjing seemed to show that she could do all the work for her, so she started to get busy and said: "Your Majesty, it's inconvenient for you at night, and it's not advisable to eat too much. You might as well make some porridge and serve it with dried fish. Put in the rice first."  , this porridge needs to be cooked over a slow fire, but I'm afraid I can't wait any longer, so I have to cook it over a strong fire. This dried fish"

    He took the dried fish from Fang Jifan's hand, rolled up his sleeves, took a kitchen knife, chopped onions and garlic, minced them, and washed the dried fish. Fang Jifan asked him to add more chili peppers.  .

    He took the chili peppers familiarly, chopped them into pieces with his excellent knife skills, soaked the chili peppers in oil, and burned the oil pan on the other side. After a moment, he threw in the main dishes and accessories, and picked up the pot.  Come, stir-fry back and forth, and say: "This kind of dish needs to be stir-fried over high heat. If the heat is not enough, the flavor will not be enough. Please go and turn the airbag."

    As a result, the wind blew directly into the stove, and a fierce fire broke out. The red oil mixed with chili peppers in the pot boiled and splashed. Zhu Wenjing raised the pot with his hand, and flames also burst out in the pot. He took advantage of the fire, and his hands flew like flies.  , after a moment, he covered the oil pan again, and the hot oil was boiling. He sighed: "Okay, you can put out the fire."

    After that, he opened the pot again, added onions and garlic, mixed with a little vinegar, and said: "When frying this dried fish, be sure not to add too much salt, and be careful." He pinched it with his hands and just slurped it.  Throw in some salt.

    Then put the fried golden dried fish into the pot.

    At this timethe aroma of the dried fish began to overflow.

    Emperor Hongzhi stood silently and watched, actually a little confused.

    " Zhu Wenjing obviously said he didn't know how to cook, but just looking at his methods, I'm afraid he is still a "??If you are an official, you will always need a car and sedan to go out, and you have to hire some people, so"

    Emperor Hongzhi understood, and asked Fang Jifan again: "Why didn't you tell me before?"

    Fang Jifan couldn¡¯t help complaining in his heart, doesn¡¯t His Majesty talk to me every day about how to be frugal and brag about how he saves money? Dare I mention this?

    Of course, Fang Jifan couldn't express what was in his heart, so he smiled and said: "I will die."

    "It seems that this matter needs to be discussed with Liu Qing and others. Let's discuss it first and then come up with a feasible solution." Emperor Hongzhi picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and then said: "This fish  The dried fish is very tasty. There is no such delicacy in the inner court. The clear soup in the imperial kitchen is not as watery as the dried fish. The man named Zhao Er is quite conscientious. I ate his dried fish.  We can't let him suffer. When I return to the palace, I will order someone to send him 100,000 gold." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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