"good."
Qipan nodded.
After sitting down at the desk, he picked up the memorial and started today's work.
After reading the memorial, Qi Pan said something to Ying Zheng and strolled towards the kitchen.
In the kitchen.
The palace maids and cooks were busy as hell.
As soon as Xiang Heliang saw Qi Pan coming, he immediately wiped his hands and walked forward.
"Master, the vegetables you requested have been prepared for you."
"Would you like to go and take a look?"
"good."
Qi Pan nodded and said, "Thank you, Chef Xiang."
"Oh, no need to bother."
Xiang Heliang smiled and led Qi Pan.
A special area is set aside at the back for storing vegetables.
Xiang Heliang pointed to the open space where there were seven or eight large baskets placed.
The big baskets are filled with vegetables.
"National Master, look."
Said to Heliang, "This is all prepared for you."
"Do you think it's enough?"
"That's enough."
Qi Pan walked over and checked the freshness of the vegetables.
I mainly looked at the leaves and stems of the vegetables.
She wanted to make pickles, with the stems making up the bulk of the vegetables.
Just like modern pickled mustard greens, the stems of the mustard greens are used.
Also called fresh turnip.
It is round in shape and has small leaves.
The pickled mustard tuber developed is delicious and has a great taste.
Crisp and refreshing.
There is no such mustard in Daqin.
Then we can only settle for the second best and use other vegetables instead.
I hope I can bring someone with me.
She said to Xiao Fugui, "Have someone carry all these vegetables outside."
The kitchen is very large.
Qi Pan randomly found an empty place and started making pickles with the palace servants.
Xiang Heliang was also very interested and helped out from the side.
Wash the vegetables and dry them in the sun.
Let it dry halfway.
It's OK if the leaves are a little dry and the stems are a little wilted.
Sprinkle with salt.
Rub hard.
Rub the vegetables until soft and squeeze out the moisture.
Then put the vegetables into the prepared large vat.
Wash the large vat in advance and dry it.
There cannot be any moisture.
Put the vegetables into the jar layer by layer and press them firmly.
Finally, put a few big stones on it.
Keep in a cool place.
A total of three large tanks were made.
Qi Pan looked towards He Liang and said, "These pickled vegetables will release water in a day or two."
"Leave it alone and don't touch it."
"good."
Xiang Heliang said, "Don't worry, Imperial Master, I will make sure someone takes good care of these pickles."
"I won't let anyone touch them."
Qipan nodded.
After eating in the kitchen, he left with his people.
..........
Half a month later.
The pickles are ready.
Qi Pan brought people to take out a large jar of pickles.
He checked the pickles in the other jars one by one.
The pickles were well pickled.
"Chef Xiang, please take some pickles and try to make some suitable dishes."
"After it's done, send it to the main hall at noon."
Pray and hope.
"Yes, Imperial Master."
He quickly responded to the chef.
He then instructed a few people to pick some pickles and take them to the stove.
Qi Pan asked someone to pack up the remaining pickles one by one.
I took one copy to find Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng has been busy recently and spends most of the day in the hall.
The sun outside is very strong.
When Qi Pan came, he also brought a few bowls of sweet soup from the kitchen to cool down and relieve the heat.
"elder brother."
Qipan strode into the hall.
Let Xiao Fugui distribute the sweet soup to several ministers sitting on both sides of the hall, including Wang Wan and Feng Quji.
Then he carried a food box and walked to Ying Zheng's desk.
"Brother, I brought a bowl of sweet soup for you and the adults."
"Go get rid of the heat."
"Okay, thank you, Imperial Master."
Ying Zheng put down the memorial and picked up the sweet soup.
Wang Wan, Feng Quji and other ministers also bowed to Qi Pan.
"Thank you, Imperial Master."
After delivering the food, Qi Pan took his sweet soup and sat behind the table.
Ice cubes are added to the sweet soup.
It tastes icy cold.
It tastes sweet.
After eating the sweet soup, Qi Pan, Ying Zheng, Wang Wan, Feng Quji and others became busy again.
Everyone was in perfect harmony, each busy with their own affairs.
Until noon.
Qi Pan looked at Wang Wan, Feng Quji and other ministers.
"Later, the adults can have dinner together before going back."
"I asked the kitchen to prepare some new dishes."
"Let's taste it later."
Wang Wan, Feng Quji and other ministers heard Qi Pan's words.
They all stood up and saluted, "Yes, thank you, Imperial Master."
At the same time, I am secretly looking forward to it.
I wonder what new dishes they are?
Feng Quji touched his rumbling stomach and thought about the dishes prepared in the kitchen.
I couldn't help swallowing.
Chef Xiang’s cooking skills have always been good.
He always likes the things made by him.
Ying Zheng asked curiously, "Master, you said you wanted to pickle the pickles, but are they ready?"
"Would you like to make some pickles for us to taste today?"
"yes."
Qi Pan said, "All the pickled vegetables have been pickled today."
"I asked Chef Xiang to get some and make a few dishes for us."
Qi Pan turned his head and looked outside. "Looking at the sun, it should be delivered soon."
"good."
Ying Zheng said, "It just so happens that I haven't tasted the pickles made by the Imperial Master yet."
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