Chapter 217 Go
After so many years, when Concubine Xiao thought of the past, her heart did not fluctuate much.
But that fragrance has remained in her memory.
Although the elbow tasted right now is good, in her opinion, it is still not as good as that fat chicken.
And a cook who can make the beggar’s elbow taste like this can make the beggar’s chicken as well.
Emperor Yong'an laughed after hearing Concubine Xiao's words: "It wasn't made by the imperial chef."
"Not the imperial chef?" Concubine Xiao was even more surprised.
"It was made by the cook brought by the daughter of Governor Luo..."
After listening to Emperor Yong'an's speech, Concubine Xiao smiled: "I see. Miss Luo is really a person who knows how to enjoy herself."
"It's not a bad thing for a little girl to enjoy it." Emperor Yong'an said lightly.
He has heard how Luo Chi dotes on his only prostitute daughter.
This is nothing.
He doesn't mind if the courtiers make their family's lives more comfortable and wanton.
Faithfulness is the most important thing.
Emperor Yong'an thought about the empty knees, and suddenly felt that the soft and plump elbows had no taste.
He had many children, but up to now the only one who is really his flesh and blood is Princess Changle.
Wei Qiang is his own nephew, and he is no different from his own son when adopted to the knee.
But after all, it was just theory, so how could it be the same.
Standing in his position, even a father and son have to guard against the crown prince, let alone a nephew.
For this reason, the loyalty of his subjects is his greatest strength.
As for talent—Emperor Yong'an sneered.
Dazhou has a large number of talents, and the shortage has never been talented people.
"The emperor thinks it tastes good, so eat more." Concubine Xiao took a piece of elbow and put it in the Emperor Yong'an dish.
Emperor Yong'an looked at Concubine Xiao's young and bright face, and nodded with a smile.
After eating to the fullest, Emperor Yong'an became interested: "Let's dance for my concubine, I haven't seen her dancing for a long time."
Soon the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, Concubine Xiao shook her long sleeves, stepped on the soft gold silk carpet and began to dance gracefully.
Wei Qiang came to greet Emperor Yong'an, but was stopped outside the tent.
"Your Highness, wait a moment, the imperial concubine is dancing."
Wei Qiang stood outside the tent and waited quietly.
After an unknown amount of time, Concubine Xiao Gui walked out of the golden tent.
"The prince is here."
Bursts of fragrance hit.
Wei Qiang looked away and greeted him politely.
Concubine Xiao Gui smiled and walked past Wei Qiang.
Wei Qiang entered the tent accompanied by his servant.
Concubine Xiao Gui didn't return the golden tent, but went straight back to the palace, and took a bath in the pool.
After a lot of tossing, it is not far from dinner.
Concubine Xiao Gui reclined on the beauty's couch, and ordered the servant: "Go to Miss Luo and ask her cook to make a beggar chicken."
The servant took the order and left.
"The imperial concubine wants to eat beggar's chicken?"
The waiter smiled politely: "Please trouble Miss Luo."
"Did you bring the ingredients?"
The waiter was dumbfounded.
Ingredients? What ingredients?
Seeing the servant's blank face, Hongdou pursed her lips and reminded, "It's just a fat chicken. How can you make a beggar chicken without a fat chicken?"
Can’t figure out such a simple thing?
The waiter took a deep breath, and pressed it down again.
Of course he knows that fat chickens are needed to make beggar chickens, but does the fat chicken need to be prepared by the imperial concubine?
Let’s not talk about pheasants, I didn’t even see deer and rabbits today, they were all wild boars.
"This—" the servant was dumbfounded when he heard this.
Luo Sheng said lightly: "Eunuch, you can go to the imperial chef and ask."
The waiter woke up like a dream, and ran to the imperial chef to get two fat chickens.
Beggar's chicken is the same as beggar's elbow, it is a dish that takes a lot of effort.
The waiter was waiting, tormented by various aromas.
"Does father-in-law eat barbecue?" Hong Dou asked with a smile.
The waiter glanced at the meat skewer held by the little maid.
Evenly sized pieces of meat are golden and oily, and sprinkled with a layer of red chili noodles.
He doesn’t eat spicy food.
"Don't you want to eat?" Red Bean bit off a piece of roast meat, and the corners of his mouth were glistening.
"Let's try it then." The waiter reached out to take the meat skewers and started to eat.
Really spicy, really fragrant.
After a long time.
Hong Dou handed over the beggar chicken in the food box: "Elder-in-law took it."
The waiter took the food box and turned around with difficulty.
It's too much!
Concubine Xiao woke up and walked for a long time in the garden of the palace, and finally waited for this beggar chicken.
Tearing off a piece of fat and tender chicken and eating it, Concubine Xiao closed her eyes.
It tasted just as good as she remembered.
"Miss Luo, did you say anything?" Although she thought it tasted good, Concubine Xiao stopped after eating a few pieces.
The waiter said respectfully: "Miss Luo seems very happy to hear that it is the empress who wants to eat."
He recalled it carefully, Miss Luo hardly said anything, and Gao was not happy, let alone noticed.
But thinking about eating delicious barbecue, it doesn't hurt to say a few nice words.
"Really?" Xiao Guifei glanced at the beggar chicken on the white jade plate, and smiled slightly.
When Wei Qiang went to Luo Sheng's place, he happened to miss the servant sent by Concubine Xiao.
"Your Highness, would you like to eat fish brain noodles in sour soup?" Luo Sheng glanced at a fish in the hand of the waiter standing behind Wei Qiang, and asked calmly.
"Ever since I tasted the fish brain noodles in sour soup made by Miss Luo's cook that day, I have never forgotten it."
Luo Sheng smiled: "I thought His Highness would prefer to eat beggar's elbow."
Seeing her carelessly fiddle with the flowers and plants, Wei Qiang forgot to respond for a moment.
Maybe it was the accidental scene that made him change his mind. Looking at her now, he was always unconsciously looking for another shadow from that every move.
Afterwards, they felt more and more similar.
Why didn’t you feel it before you could?
Wei Qiang secretly reminded himself not to think wildly, but couldn't help but look at the person in front of him more.
Luo Sheng threw away a wild flower casually, and said with a smile, "Does Yu Xuan waiter like to eat fish brain noodles in sour soup?"
Wei Qiang's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded after a long time.
He came here for Yuniang, but when Miss Luo asked this question, he was a little reluctant to admit it.
Luo Sheng watched Wei Qiang's reaction coldly, secretly puzzled.
Did something go wrong? She thought it would be a matter of course, and Wei Qiang would be the first to mention the fact that Yu Xuan waiter likes to eat fish brain noodles in sour soup.
Luo Sheng's silence made Wei Qiang unconsciously want to explain something.
"Servant Yuxuan has always had a bad appetite, and he didn't get used to it when he came to Beihe, so his appetite got even worse. That's why I came to trouble Miss Luo."
Luo Sheng nodded slightly: "It's really troublesome."
Wei Qiang was taken aback for a moment, before he could say anything, he saw the girl in front of him smiling.
"As the saying goes, it is better to teach someone how to fish than to teach him to fish. Since His Highness and Yuxuan both like to eat fish brain noodles in sour soup, why not let my cook teach Yuxuan's maid this dish while it is convenient. In this way, even if you go back to the palace in the future, His Highness and Yuxuan can eat it at any time."
Luo Sheng looked at Wei Qiang with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "What do you think, Your Highness?"
Looking at the girl with bright eyebrows, Wei Qiang couldn't help but nodded: "It would be great if we could do this."
Luo Sheng tilted his head and ordered: "Xiu Gu, follow your highness down."
"Yes." Xiuyue walked over calmly.
(end of this chapter)