I Transmigrated as the Novel's Delusional Tyrant Villain

Zhao Xin found himself transmigrated into a novel, becoming the great villain, a delusional tyrant. This tyrant was obsessed with wine and women, lingering in the imperial harem and never attending...

Chapter 872 Cuisine

A serious collateral branch.

"Oh, then put this thing on the table first. I want to see what kind of cuisine you are preparing today. I can smell it even with the lid on."

My feelings for her must have been built up because of this cuisine. After all, her cooking is really delicious. The aroma is so fragrant that I can even smell it before the food box is opened.

He also admired her cooking skills very much. If it were not for the limited conditions, he would even want to send her to the imperial kitchen.

Just when the emperor was thinking this, the person on the other side did not think so.

After all, the principle he follows is that to capture a person's heart, you must first capture his stomach.

That's why she worked so hard to cook so many dishes and practice so many dishes, just to win the emperor's sympathy, pity, and a look.

But I didn't expect that the emperor actually thought this way?!

Naturally, she had no chance to know what the emperor was thinking.

Because the girl is now immersed in the emperor's gentle eyes and cannot extricate herself.

Zhao Xin opened the lid without hesitation and said "hmm", then took out the spoon next to it and took a sip. He had to say that it was really delicious.

It is really different from the things made by those ordinary people with rouge and powder. It tastes crispy and refreshing, which is indeed a big signature.

"I'm afraid you have some particular requirements for cooking this Dongpo pork. If someone in the palace made this dish, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as delicious as yours."

"I don't know if it's the ingredients or the cooking skills, but I really admire them."

"Your Majesty, the recipe for Dongpo Pork is not difficult. The hard part is creating this flavor, and creating this flavor is the most difficult part of the whole dish."

"I heard that most chefs usually have special seasoning packets or special soups on hand. You have this..."

Zhao Xin asked and then took another bite.

Xiao Chenzi next to him finished eating what he had in his hand and looked in the direction of the emperor.

The Dongpo pork looked shiny with oil and smelled really delicious, but it was not something I could have.

Although the imperial kitchen also makes Dongpo pork, his Dongpo pork is still a bit tasteless compared to this Dongpo pork.

"Your Majesty, you've hit the nail on the head. When cooking, if you want to maintain your own taste, or more accurately, maintain your own signature dish, you usually secretly mix in the seasonings."

“Whether you learn this seasoning from a chef or mix it yourself, it generally has the flavor of this unique shop.”

I was a little suspicious that he was in the palace...why did he learn cooking skills from others for no reason? But this person has cooked several dishes, so there is a dish I want to eat.

"I just want to ask you one question, can you make braised chicken feet and chicken necks?"

“Ouch!”

After hearing this, before the man could react, Xiao Chenzi cried out in surprise, then shook his head and waved his whisk, his eyes full of anxiety.

It seemed like he was surprised just now that the emperor would eat braised chicken feet, chicken necks, etc.

"Your Majesty, we can't eat that. It's for the common people. Your Majesty, you eat the most noble things. How could you possibly eat something as obsolete as chicken necks and chicken feet?"

These words seemed to anger Zhao Xin.

I used to have a bit of a yearning for chicken feet and chicken necks, but since I saw that the imperial kitchen had never made them, I gave up.

I didn’t think I had ever bought it outside, or rather, I had never heard of this sign, so I gave up.

Now he just remembered it. This person told him that he couldn’t eat this yet, so what should he eat?

"You, a eunuch, now dare to tell me what to eat. If I give you another two or three days, will you even be able to decide what I eat all day?"

"Oh my, Your Majesty, how can you say that? This shouldn't be the case from top to bottom. Your Majesty, please don't break this taboo!"

"You're the one who talks too much. If you say any more, I won't be polite. Now you don't even think I'm angry, so shut up quickly. If you make me angry, you should know the consequences!"

Seeing that the emperor was angry, Xiao Chenzi naturally didn't dare to say anything. After all, he knew that no one would dare to deal with the consequences of the emperor's anger.

It is better to mind your own business. I have given enough advice, and whether he listens or not is not his business.

There's no need to risk your life for this matter!

No way, no way!

Wen Xianrong on the opposite side just thought about it.

Braised chicken feet is easy to say but difficult to make.

The main problem is the sauce and soup that you mix yourself. As long as you can mix it well, it’s basically not a big deal.

However, the raw materials were also difficult to obtain in the palace. After all, things like chicken necks and chicken feet were usually given as rewards to servants, and it was difficult to serve them on the table.

Even if it is served, not many people would like to eat it. After all, these things are usually given to lowly people.

Generally, those who hold high positions will not eat it.

Or in other words, I won't get involved with this thing.

After all, they are in high positions and should enjoy delicious feasts instead of eating cheap things like chicken feet and chicken necks.

If you do give it as a gift, people will think you are insulting them, which may lead to more serious consequences.

Generally speaking, it is better to have less trouble than more.

"Your Majesty, this thing can certainly be made, but the raw materials are difficult to obtain."

Zhao Xin thought that the palace would serve braised and fried chicken every day, so how could he not even find the raw materials?

"What's so difficult about the raw materials? If I remember correctly, this dish appears almost every day, and there's no telling how many people this dish will be served to in the palace, so these two things should be the easiest."

Wen Xianrong didn't know whether to sigh or nod. Yes, this dish was indeed liked by everyone.

It is also the one that is delivered the most times.

However, when transporting the animals to the imperial kitchen, they are basically not slaughtered there. They are usually processed from the back, skinned, and then sent to the imperial kitchen.

Then they peeled the skin, fried it, cooked it, and stewed it.

Naturally, in the initial stage, unnecessary things were generally removed, and then they were hastily processed and given to the servants working in the imperial kitchen.

Although this food is eaten by the untouchables, the servants in the imperial kitchen can still enjoy it. Even the most despicable chicken feet and chicken necks are considered sacred products.

"Your Majesty, you know that this dish is usually prepared before being sent to the Imperial Kitchen. If you ask the Imperial Kitchen directly for the unprocessed kind, I'm afraid you won't be able to find it."

"Then take Xiao Chenzi with you. If they ask, just tell him to keep it. I'll only wait three days. After three days, you must serve this dish to me!"