Seeing Cao Xiong coming, Zhao Xin waved his hand and told him not to salute.

Then he asked, "Is everything arranged in advance?"

"Your Majesty, everything has been arranged. All the famous and talented people in the capital have been invited, but a few of them have excused themselves and did not come."

"If you didn't come, then you didn't come. Just make a note of it."

Zhao Xin said indifferently.

"Hehe, don't worry, Your Majesty. I have written it all down here."

Cao Xiong smiled flatteringly and pointed to his head.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Xin couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

When Liu Muzhi and others heard the conversation between the master and servant, they all watched with their eyes and noses, and secretly mourned for those ignorant guys in their hearts.

If the emperor remembered her, it would be fine, as he might forget about her later. But if Cao Xiong remembered her, then her future would be bright.

Although this person cannot defeat Yu Huatian and is as obedient as a husky in front of the emperor, if you think he is a good person, you are really overthinking it.

The emperor then asked a few more questions.

Cao Xiong answered them one by one.

After listening to this, Zhao Xin nodded in satisfaction and turned to the palace attendant beside him and said, "Bring a bowl of the reserved dough to Cao Banban!"

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, the palace maid squatted and saluted, agreed, turned around and left. After a while, she brought out a red lacquer tray with a bowl of rice dough and a portion of sauce on it.

When Cao Xiong heard Zhao Xin's order, he was stunned and seemed a little unable to believe it was true.

By the time the palace maid brought it to him, his eyes were already red.

"Your Majesty, this old servant... When this old servant was not by your side, you... You actually still remembered this old servant, and you actually..."

Zhao Xin was speechless when he saw him crying. He waved his hands in disgust and said, "Alright, alright. You're talking about me as if I were dead when I was away. Hurry up and eat it. This was made by me and the Queen..."

It would have been better if he hadn't said this. After he said this, Cao Xiong was even more moved. He took it tremblingly, but didn't dare to eat it. He held it carefully in his hands, as if he was afraid of spilling it, and said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, with such a holy grace, this old servant dare not eat it carelessly.

Please allow me to take it to the back and hide it carefully, so that I can savor it slowly."

“…”

Zhao Xin didn't know what to say. He knew that the man had worked hard, so he should be nice to him.

but……

I can understand being moved, but this feeling of being moved to tears seems a bit...

Zhao Xin gave a speechless smile, not bothering to care how he ate, and waved his hand in disgust.

"As long as you're happy, hurry up and get out of here after you finish eating. Go check if Sanniang has made all the arrangements. If she has, let them go. I've already told them how to go."

“Here~!”

Although the emperor looked disgusted, Cao Xiong was very happy. He walked away happily with the tray in his hand. At the back, a young eunuch saw him coming with a tray and reached out to take it, but Cao Xiong glared at him.

"Stop! This was bestowed upon our family by His Majesty! How dare you touch it with your dirty hands!"

After saying this, he proudly said to everyone, "See? This was made by His Majesty and the Empress themselves. You little monkeys, even if you burn incense for eight lifetimes, you won't have the chance to eat a single bite."

The young eunuchs were all envious when they heard this. Someone asked, "Master, why don't you eat?"

"What a bastard!"

Cao Xiong's face darkened, and he glared at the young eunuch fiercely, "Can you eat this casually?"

After saying that, he snorted and called over a young eunuch, "Go wash your hands, and then help me bring it to my residence and put it away. I will burn incense and bathe before enjoying it."

At this moment, Qiao Sanniang walked out from behind. Hearing this, she chuckled and said, "Master Cao, you should quickly find a place to sit down and eat it. It's so hot out here, and if it goes bad, it would be a waste."

After saying that, he took a set of tableware and turned to go inside. Halfway through, he remembered and turned back and said, "Oh, by the way, Lord Cao, I have prepared all the delicacies here. Does His Majesty have any instructions?"

Cao Xiong was a little confused by Qiao Sanniang's words. He never thought that this matter would go bad.

Looking at the dough in the bowl, I couldn't help but tear up.

Only after hearing what Qiao Sanniang said next did he suddenly come to his senses.

"Oh, His Majesty has already instructed that if Sanniang has prepared everything, the dish can be served. But I think we should present it to His Majesty first."

Qiao Sanniang thought about it, nodded and said, "Well, that's fine."

After saying that, he turned around again and went inside.

Cao Xiong hurriedly asked, "Sanniang, will this... really go bad?"

Qiao Sanniang couldn't help laughing, then nodded seriously, "It really will go bad."

…

Zhao Xin didn't expect that after a while, Cao Xiong would come back with a group of palace servants.

A row of palace servants each held a covered lacquer tray in their hands, but the leader, Cao Xiong, looked as if he had lost his parents.

Zhao Xin couldn't help but frown, "What's going on? Didn't Sanniang do it well?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Miss San has done very well. Following Your Majesty's instructions, she has already made dozens of delicacies using sweet potatoes and batter.

However, I feel that I should present it to Your Majesty for review before serving."

Cao Xiong said this and waved his hand, asking the palace maids to come forward holding the lacquer tray.

Zhao Xin nodded slightly, then uncovered a few and took a look, his eyes lighting up.

Qiao Sanniang was indeed amazing. He just explained it to her briefly, and Sanniang actually figured it out.

Although there is definitely a gap between it and restaurants in later generations, the difference is only in the ingredients.

In terms of color, aroma, taste and variety alone, there is no difference at all.

Including the vermicelli he wanted to make but failed to make, he made it perfectly.

Even he was a little bit excited when he saw it.

Liu Muzhi and others were even more stunned.

He couldn't help but admire, "Your Majesty, Sanniang is truly talented. With this, we won't have to worry about not being able to control those famous families."

"He's truly a talent, but isn't the quantity too small? Furthermore, although there are many types, each person only gets one, and the quantity is so small..."

Kou Zhunren felt a little embarrassed when he saw that although there were many kinds of food on the lacquer plate, each person only had one portion, and the portion was pitifully small.

If it’s so little, doesn’t it seem like we are too stingy?

Liu Muzhi and others couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

"Haha, Huairen is really an honest man. He just lets them try something new. He doesn't really want to let them eat their fill."

Zhao Xin also laughed, thinking to himself, "I'm still hungry, and I don't know what other people's plates taste like. Haha, this is exactly what I want!"

Then he waved his hand and said, "There's no need to look at the others one by one. Take them out and let those people see them. Then remember their reactions."