Chapter 443 No Need to Enter the Palace Tomorrow
Wen Zhenyi checked the ingredients and found no problems. "Is there someone specifically in charge of the soup?"
“Is this in the meat or vegetable category?”
“Both.”
"Then there really isn't one."
"How about this, you, Chef Sun, will be in charge of the soup."
"Okay, I'll take responsibility."
Wen Zhenyi thought for a moment and said, "Let's start with the first dish, which is dim sum."
Chef Sun called the person in charge of the dim sum department over and said, "Call your people over here and keep a close eye on it."
Wen Zhenyi waited until everyone was present before he began to teach them how to make knife-cut tea snacks, almond Buddha's hand, and crispy apples.
As for candied fruits and dried fruits, they are already available in the palace, so there is no need to waste time making them again.
Wen Zhenyi did it again and looked at the people in the dim sum bureau: "Do you understand?"
"I see. Princess, do we need to prepare anything else for the dessert party?"
"Also, do you want to learn today?"
The people in the other games were unhappy: "We've taught you everything today, what should we do?"
"We'll learn it tomorrow." After saying that, he quickly took people to practice.
Wen Zhenyi smiled and shook his head. "Here are the five appetizers: Dragon and Phoenix, Shredded Chicken and Cucumber with the Chinese Character Hong, Braised Pork Tenderloin with Melon with the Chinese Character Fu, Spicy Shredded Tripe with the Chinese Character Wan, and Mushroom and Hair Algae with the Chinese Character Nian. You can sort out which dish belongs to which bureau."
"Okay, okay."
Wen Zhenyi told them how to make Qiancai, and the rest was up to them to do it themselves while she watched from the side.
The three dishes at the dim sum bureau have already taken shape. Wen Zhenyi will take a look and wait until the final product comes out before making a final decision.
While the other departments were busy, she taught them how to make four kinds of pastries: imperial bean curd, sesame rolls, golden cakes, and jujube paste cakes.
The dim sum department started making four kinds of dim sum without stopping.
"Princess, how many kinds of snacks do we have in our snack shop?"
"Let me do the math." Wen Zhenyi began to count all the dishes involved in the dim sum banquet in his mind: "No. 13 Middle School."
"Okay, you can teach them all at once. I'll have a few people learn the same thing. This way it will be faster."
Wen Zhenyi thought about it and decided it was a good idea, so he told the people in the dim sum bureau the remaining methods of making: minced meat pancakes, dragon beard noodles, golden crispy canaries, Ruyi rolls, bean flour buns, and milk corners.
The other games also followed suit and ran to find Wen Zhenyi.
Chef Sun thought about it and agreed. There were many people in the imperial kitchen, and if a few of them learned the same method, they would grow up faster. In the end, he could just let Wen Zhen taste the food.
Wen Zhenyi just mentioned the remaining dishes and let them remember them themselves.
She spent the rest of the time walking around the stoves and telling them about any problems they encountered.
Both the dinner party and Chef Zhang had the same dish, but they took the longest time to prepare.
The first batch of dim sum made by the dim sum bureau has been freshly baked.
Wen Zhenyi did not eat it first, but asked the chefs in the imperial kitchen to taste it first.
"It's delicious, but isn't there too much sugar?"
"I think it's just right."
The people at the Dim Sum Bureau watched them chattering, feeling unsure: "Princess, please give me some advice."
Wen Zhenyi took a small bite of each dim sum and said, "Dim sum actually has nothing to do with personal taste. Some people like salty, some like sweet, but you can't be too partial to one or the other. Try to find the right balance."
"So now is this okay or not?"
"You have to consider that this dessert is served before the main meal. If it's too sweet, it will affect your appetite. You can make it lighter. These desserts are too sugary. You need to reduce the sugar content by at least two-thirds."
“We’ve made a note of that.”
"Princess, please try our dish."
Dishes from the other groups also came out one after another.
Wen Zhenyi gave suggestions after tasting them. Some were too salty, some were too bland, and some were not cooked right.
When Eunuch Mo arrived, he saw the imperial kitchen in chaos, and everyone seemed to have a deep hatred for the stove.
Wen Zhenyi felt full after trying the food. He might feel bloated if he ate any more. Suddenly, he saw Eunuch Mo and came up with an idea: "Eunuch Mo, do you need me for something?"
"I'm here to ask on behalf of the Emperor, will the Princess come to the palace to celebrate the New Year today?"
"No, I finally have a reunion dinner with my family. Why do I have to come here, wearing a palace dress and standing straight to wait for cold dishes and cold rice? Can't I just have a hot meal at home?"
The corners of Eunuch Mo's mouth twitched, and the chefs in the imperial kitchen were instantly afraid to say a word: "Princess, this is different."
"What's the difference? Just let him cook a reunion dinner in the small kitchen and have a good meal with his family. Let the ministers go home to eat when they should. That would be his great favor."
Eunuch Mo pinched his brows with a headache, and said helplessly: "Okay, I will go back and reply to the emperor."
Wen Zhenyi immediately stopped him: "Eunuch Mo, I would like to trouble you with something else."
Eunuch Mo had a bad feeling when he saw her expression: "What else does the Princess want?"
"Find me some palace maids and young eunuchs to taste test the food."
"How many people do you need?"
"Ten people come first."
"Okay, I'll have them come find you later."
Wen Zhenyi's next food tasting was much simpler. She would let the palace servants try it first. If more than half of them passed, she would taste it.
But even so, she could still find fault.
The chefs in the imperial kitchen were almost going crazy. They didn't even eat lunch and just wanted to make these dishes taste right.
After hearing what Eunuch Mo had said, Feng Hanhe was not as angry as he had imagined. "Little Mozi, just do as that girl said. There will be no palace banquet this year. Let everyone go home for the reunion dinner."
"yes."
After Eunuch Mo left, Feng Hanhe leaned back on the dragon throne and said, "Ayu, give me the news about my sons and the people in the palace."
A Yu came out from the darkness and said hesitantly: "Master, please don't be angry after reading this."
"Aren't they angry enough with me?"
A Yu didn't say anything else. He put the information on his desk and retreated into the darkness.
What Wen Zhenyi didn't know was that during the few days she was in the kitchen, the palace had undergone tremendous changes. Some princes were banished to the frontier, some were sent to their fiefdoms, and they didn't even wait for the New Year. Some concubines in the palace were banished to the cold palace, and many disappeared from the palace.
When she went in and out of the palace these days, she felt that the atmosphere in the palace was extremely tense, and many officials came in and out with serious expressions.
When Shen Hanxing came to the palace gate to pick her up, he saw that she was thoughtful: "What's wrong? Are the dishes in the imperial kitchen not ready?"
"Not really, it's just that the atmosphere in the palace has been quite strange lately."
"Don't think about it. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. You don't have to go to the palace."
"That's right. I can rest tomorrow and return to the palace after the Lantern Festival. I feel like I'm tired of eating those dishes these days."
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