Chapter 13: .013

The cooks in the dining room watched the princess enter the dining room again, and stood behind each other. ┏┛
The princess had kicked them out last time. Although they didn't know what the princess had done in it, when the steward's belly came out, they asked a question and still remembered that, The steward looked at them with sympathy.
The supervisor said, "It's not me who said it, it's because I'm not at home. Otherwise, you may be the last one to be replaced."
Therefore, they saw the princess entering the dining room again. In their hearts, they went up and down. While they wanted to see what dishes on the Chu country could let the steward say something like that, by the way, they actually resisted the princess. In the dining room, after all, being on a business trip in Prince's House is a golden rice bowl, and they don't want to lose it.
Yan Ke naturally did not expect that his own small move had caused many waves in the people of the dining room.
Wash the dishes quickly and then cut them. The details are in place and the places where carving is needed. He didn't be lazy because the ancients would not appreciate it.
Because of his habit, he is especially sophisticated on the display. Although it is completely unnecessary, there is no take-out now, and it is estimated that no one is delivering food so far. It is all about horses in the middle. Now, as long as it doesn't spill out, he's thankful, so he doesn't care what it ran into.
Although he didn't mind, considering the irritable prince, he still didn't do anything mushy and soupy.
Looking at Yan Ke's palm, adding seasonings, waiting for the fire, etc., everything is seamless. The scent of food is floating in the entire dining room, and everyone swallows it.
With the last braised pork ribs out of the oven, Yan Ke almost made a full man's dinner. Looking at the table on the table and the desperate expression of a few messengers, Yan Ke scratched his head.
Yan Ke: "If you can't bring so much, choose a few better ones."
He made it cool, so he could n’t stop. Except for the last time he made a little food in the kitchen, he has been in the kitchen for a long time, and once he made it, he forgot it. These things are for far away borders. The grandpa, who needs to walk around for a day, delivers it.
Several messengers quickly waved their hands and chanted in unison: "Enable!"
The person in charge let people go to the street and get some oiled paper specially for pastry. Yan Ke took the oiled paper and wrapped each dish neatly. Then he put it in a wooden box and put wood chips in the wooden box. To reduce the vibration, layer by layer, every dish, Yan Ke clapped his hands, his eyes were bright.
In my heart, I was so sad that I was really capable!
When the supervisor saw Yan Ke making so many dishes, thinking that he should be tired, he let Yan Ke rest first.
Zhang Luo held people to fix things on horseback.
When everything was ready for the messenger to leave, Yan Ke came out of the room and took a letter and threw it into a wooden box.
Yan Ke: "Tough work for you."
The courier looked at the princess so politely, and quickly smiled and said nothing, several people were somewhat flattered.
Yan Ke watched the messenger go away, and the small abacus in his heart was open. Of course, he did not dare to tell Meng You to make it himself, but in the letter, it was more or less implied, and it was still Meng You. Gold sentence: Prince, you have to remember
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