He put the remaining dough on the panel and instructed Suxin to knead the chopped dates, raisins and dried osmanthus flowers into it, then added honey and syrup and a spoonful of lard.
After rolling the dough into thin pancakes, Meng Qi skillfully cut them, rolled them into long strips, and pinched them into different shapes. The oil over there had already boiled, and Su Xin and another cook put the noodles made by Meng Qi into the oil pan. For a moment, the kitchen was filled with fragrance.
Song Chengze watched Meng Qi busying around and felt that the smoke from the kitchen wasn't as choking as they said. This was the first time he had been in the kitchen since he was a child, and he himself didn't know why he had just asked Meng Qi to make him noodle soup and then followed her into the small kitchen.
Sitting here, looking at the busy crowd and that petite figure, although she was facing away from him, Song Chengze could imagine how flustered Meng Qi was, and there must even be flour on her face.
Seeing the smile on Song Chengze's face, Mother Liu felt relieved and very happy. She turned around and told Yuan Dong something.
Yuan Dong was a little surprised and shook his head with an embarrassed look on his face. Mother Liu said unhappily, "Just go if I tell you to. This opportunity is so rare. Maybe the prince is so happy that he won't leave tonight. The house must be prepared. Go quickly. I'll stay here."
Yuan Dong really couldn't discourage Mother Liu's enthusiasm, and she couldn't say that the princess would never be able to consummate her marriage with the prince, so she could only agree and turn around and walk out.
After a while, a large porcelain bowl was brought out from the kitchen. Mother Liu took it and put it on the table. Meng Qi followed with a small plate and chopsticks, and placed everything on the table for Song Chengze.
Song Chengze looked at the refreshing noodles with green chopped green onions, dried scallions, shredded wood ear mushrooms, etc. The red, green and yellow colors were very appetizing.
After picking up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and eating it, he showed an appreciative expression, "Did you really make this?"
Meng Qi sat opposite, took the tea handed to her by Liu's mother and took a sip, "No."
Song Chengze was just about to take his second bite when he heard Meng Qi's words and looked up at her in surprise.
Meng Qi looked at him confidently, without any embarrassment in her expression for bragging.
"So you've been busy helping out all this time?" Song Chengze asked with a smile.
"No." Meng Qi smiled, "I'm making something else. The soup was made by the cook."
"Oh? What did you do?" Song Chengze put down his chopsticks and asked.
Meng Qi turned around, "Su Xin, are you okay?"
"Yes, it's ready." Su Xin brought out a tray and put it on the table.
When Song Chengze took a look, he found that they were actually some fried snacks of various shapes and colors.
"Your Highness, please try this. I made these. I wonder if the sweetness is right for you and whether it suits your taste."
When Song Chengze heard Meng Qi say the word "sweet", he was stunned at first, then picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.
The faint fragrance of osmanthus filled her mouth, the aroma was burnt and crispy, and the sweetness was just right. Song Chengze chewed slowly. Was it a coincidence, or had she done some research? She probably didn't know she liked sweets. But if she didn't know, why would she go to such great lengths to make it so late at night?
Meng Qi looked at Song Chengze nervously, "Is it delicious?"
Song Chengze looked at her like a child eager to be praised by others and smiled slightly. He didn't care whether she did it intentionally or unintentionally, as long as he was happy with his meal today.
"It's delicious. Did you make all of this?"
Meng Qi nodded. "It's too late, and the ingredients are limited. If Your Highness likes it, I'll make some more flavors. At this time, deep-frying the lotus flower with flour is also very delicious."
"How long have you been learning this?" Song Chengze ate another piece.
Meng Qi said, "Ever since I received the imperial decree granting me marriage, my mother has been forcing me to learn cooking. But that's not something you can learn overnight. It was Mother Kong who taught me this, it's easy and simple to learn."
After hearing her say this, Song Chengze nodded. So that's why he was wondering how she knew his preferences.
Song Chengze picked up a piece and placed it on the small plate in front of Meng Qi, "Try it too."
Mother Liu looked at the two of them, her eyes narrowed into slits with a smile, and she waved to everyone, and everyone quietly left the small kitchen.
After watching Song Chengze finish a bowl of noodle soup and several pieces of noodles, Meng Qi thought for a moment and said softly, "There is one more thing I want to report to you."
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