Chapter 150: Pre-match preparation

Ji Lingxue and Xiao Yichen looked at each other. Xiao Yichen asked the driver, "What happened outside?"
The coachman said, "It is General Ding who has returned to Beijing, and the people in the city blocked the road by watching."
Ji Lingxue raised her eyebrows, unexpectedly Ding Sifang would come back soon to settle the chaos in the northwest border.
Xiao Yichen said: "It is General Ding's younger sister who was named Zhaoyi by the emperor a few days ago. She suddenly became ill two days ago and is very sick. The emperor ordered General Ding to be recalled to Beijing."
Ji Lingxue let out a cry, thinking of the scheming queen that I saw in the morning, life in the palace must be difficult. It is no wonder that Evian would rather enter the palace as a concubine than enter the palace. After all, there are not many talkative mistresses like her.
Ji Lingxue drove off the curtain and got out of the car. The sun was shining. She stood half of her body high in the crowd, her eyes widened, just in time to see Ding Sifang riding a horse across from her. Ding on the horseback was dignified, probably Worried about the only sister.
Perhaps Ji Lingxue's eyes were too hot, Ding Sifang turned his head and looked in the direction where she was.
Ding Sifang frowned. He felt that Ji Lingxue was a little familiar and seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he smiled in her direction as a greeting.
Seeing Ji Lingxue behind the carriage of the Chen Palace, he frowned. Could it be someone from the Chen Palace?
Due to his identity, Xiao Yichen did not leave the carriage. He could indeed hear the movement outside. The sound of horseshoes drifted away, and the people onlookers dispersed. Xiao Yichen said: "People have gone far. Concubine, won't you come in yet?"
Ji Lingxue returned to the carriage, and the carriage continued to move forward, returning to the gate of the Chen Palace without a word.
Xiao Yichen said: "Wang Hao, this time this king is relatively busy, you have nothing to go out recently, stay at the palace is safer." He was just worried that the uncle's people would not be reconciled, waiting for the opportunity to find Ji Lingxue revenge, who let Ji Lingxue now be His weakness.
Ji Lingxue nodded, indicating that she would not run around before the secret song injury was recovered.
After returning to the palace, Ji Lingxue asked the housekeeper to bring several cooks in the dining room to see her.
There are three chefs in Wangfu, each with their own specialties. Some are good at making cakes, some are good at cooking, and some are good at making soup.
The old butler respectfully stood in front of Ji Lingxue and asked, "Wang Hao, are you dissatisfied with the dishes in the palace?" Otherwise, how can you summon the cook in the palace in a good manner.
Ji Lingxue smiled and shook her head, "Steward, it's not what you think, I see that they just have a problem and I want to ask them, not dissatisfied."
The old housekeeper nodded, thought for a moment, and said: "A cook came in this morning, and the prince asked the old slave to check him out. He felt that the cooking skills were also quite good, so he decided to keep him. I wonder if the princess summoned him together."
Ji Lingxue nodded, "Okay." I didn't expect the scholar cook to be in the palace in the morning.
Soon, four cooks stood in front of Ji Lingxue and saluted Ji Lingxue respectfully. Ji Lingxuebai waved his hand and said: "You don’t need to be too polite. Today I invite you to try a new dish developed by my concubine. You are all experts. The deficiencies of the product can make her improve a lot."
The four cooks looked at each other and nodded one after another. Ji Lingxue's eyes swept away and fell on the last scholar in Qingshan, who was indeed an acquaintance.
The scholar in Qingshan also just raised his head to look at Ji Lingxue, and he was surprised when he saw that it was the girl who had put together a table and ate together yesterday. It turned out that she was Princess Chen, so he was really lucky for his three lives.
Ji Lingxue smiled, Mo Xiang brought a plate of dishes, and let them take turns to taste the shortcomings in the dishes.
The first to be tasted was the oldest chef in the Wangfu. The dishes served by Moxiang were Buddha Jumping over the Wall, abalone, sea cucumber, tripe and other more than a dozen ingredients, plus the carefully blended unique soup. After being cooked, it is soft, tender and moist, rich in meat and fragrant, but not greasy, and has a good taste.
The chef nodded under the first product, "The soup is oily but not greasy, and the aroma of the wine is mixed with various aromas when eating, and the fragrance is scattered, rotten but not rot, and the taste is endless and delicious."
Ji Lingxue shook her head. What she wanted to hear was not praise but lack. After that, the two cooks also praised again and again, and soon it was the turn of the scholar in Qingshan. He picked up a piece of sea cucumber with his chopsticks, ate a piece of pig's trotters, and then took a sip of soup with the spoon.
Just when everyone thought he was going to finish eating the whole pot of Buddha jumping over the wall, he put down his chopsticks and arched his hands to Ji Lingxue: "Buddha jumping over the wall simmers dozens of raw materials in one altar, which not only has a common meat taste, but also maintains their own characteristics. But there is a sequential order in the pot, the concentration and taste of the soup is different. I think this Buddha jumps the wall, but it is too laborious to gather the ingredients. If you want to stand out from the culinary competition, I am afraid it will be difficult."
Ji Lingxue laughed when she heard it, and raised her hand to ask: "Why do you say that?" It is a wonderful person to guess her intentions. It seems that nerds are not necessarily stupid.
The scholar Qingshan continued: "This culinary competition brings together chefs from all over the world. The specialty products from all over the world will be more authentic. This Buddha jumps over the wall, is it a specialty from Fujian?"
Ji Lingxue nodded, and the analysis was correct, "Then do you have any good suggestions, can you tell me?"
The scholar in Qingshan arched his hands and said: "The so-called'the ruler is short and the inch is long'. All creatures have their own advantages for survival, and they must also have their relative disadvantages. Use your own strengths to attack others. It’s short to be successful."
The other three cooks looked at the scholar in Qingshan with weird eyes. They thought that the princess's Buddha jumped over the wall very well, and it was not possible to take it to the competition for free. However, this scholar's egg was thorny, and there was a lot of reasoning.
Scholars are scholars, and they are stupid in reading, so you are not afraid that the princess will be angry and drive you out of the house.
After hearing this, Ji Lingxue was not only not angry, but also left the scholar in Qingshan to ask some questions alone and asked the scholar to cook his own dish.
A quarter of an hour later, Ji Lingxue placed a plate of poached eggs in front of them, which were tender on the outside and tender on the inside, exuding a light fragrance.
Ji Lingxue raised her head to look at the scholar, "Your specialty?"
It turned out that the butler didn't keep him in the palace because of his good cooking skills, but pure pity for him. It just happened that his commentary just now seemed to know how to cook, but it turned out to be nothing more than a paper talk.
The scholar said with a smile: "Although poached eggs are the simplest dish, they are very particular about fire. The eggs will burn when the fire is big."
Ji Lingxue said: "Your specialty has surprised the princess!"
The scholar said with a smile: "The princess laughed. Although the skill is not better than the chef in the palace, honesty is important."
Ji Lingxue waved her hand, "You are planning to participate in the spring test after the new year, plus this year's rare cooking competition, you have nowhere to go, so you choose to join the palace as a cook to solve the problem of food and clothing."
The scholar bowed his hand and said, "The princess is smart."
In the evening, Mo Xiang said to Ji Lingxue who was sitting by the window holding his cheeks and looking at the moon: "Wang Hao, I think what the scholar said, in fact, the Buddha jumped over the wall you made is delicious. Are you sure you won't take it to the competition? ?"
Ji Lingxue looked up at the moon and said: "Although the prince didn't reveal the details of the game to me, it is estimated that we got too many ingredients for cooking at the game site. It takes too much food and time to make Buddha jumps over the wall. Forget it, let everything go with the flow."
Mo Xiang: "..."
In the blink of an eye, the day of the culinary art competition, the campus outside the city was surrounded by a large cloth, and the outermost area was a small independent stall selling various snacks, tea, spatulas and pans, and there were people selling high-priced seats at the entrance of the school.
Another place is posted with a notice board on which there is a list of contestants for betting. The highest bets are naturally the Deqing Tower of Guojiu and Wangshan Tower of Xiao Yichen. Some regular customers of Qingfeng Yashe bet The Qingfeng Yashe.
Others ridiculed: "There are people who bet on Qingfeng Yashe, it's silly, then how long has it been closed down, and will come to participate, is it possible?"
The people laughed for a while, and they started chatting about other topics, waiting for the contestants to enter.
Soon Uncle Guo took his Deqing Tower chef into the school, and the horse-drawn carriage attracted the curious eyes of the people.
"Uncle Guo is here, but the chef of Deqing Building was invited by Uncle Guo from Jiangnan at a big price. Since the last time Princess Chen smashed Deqing Building, Uncle Guo redecorated it again. More style than before."
"Why did Princess Chen smash the Deqing Tower of Uncle Guo?"
"You don't know that it's from outside, it's not that Deqing Building's business is too good..."
"That's not the case. I heard that it was Princess Chen who went to Deqing Tower to eat, and there were flies in the dishes, so she was unhappy and smashed Deqing Tower..."
At this time, the hooves sounded, and the people who had just been talking about Zhenghuan immediately shut up and looked up, only to see Wang Chen riding a horse with a handsome boy to the school ground.
Ji Mingyang sat and looked around at the people on the third floor and the third floor, who were standing on the campus diplomatically. He wowed: "Wow, so many people, do they have no place to stand outside to watch the results of the game? Note, tusk tusk... Lord, why don't you say that my sister doesn't come to watch, isn't she favorite cooking?"
Xiao Yichen said, "Xue'er said she had a headache, so she won't be here today. If you want your sister, you can go to the palace to see her."
Xiao Yichen turned his head and looked to his side. Ji Mingyang had already turned his horse back, and slid into the crowded betting scene in front of him.
Looking at Ji Mingyang, who is not too stable and loves to join in the fun, Xiao Yichen shook his head and jumped off his horse, handing the horse to the attendants beside him to continue walking, and met Ding Sifang at the entrance of the school.
Ding Sifang took off his armor today and wore a dark green loose robe. His hair was tall and upright.
Xiao Yichen smiled and said, "General Ding, don't come here without any problems."
Ding Sifang smiled, "Some days you don't see the King Chen, and you still have the same style. Everyone in this capital praised the prince and his wife. He solved the case like a god, and shared a lot of worry for the emperor."
Xiao Yichen smiled and said: "This is all in my part, but General Ding, please..." He said and made a gesture of please.
Ding Sifang nodded, and glanced behind Xiao Yichen, "Why didn't the prince go out today with a maid?"
Xiao Yichen was taken aback for a moment. He didn't understand what Ding Sifang meant. When did he go out with a maid?