Oh, why are there other people here?
Zhao Xi handed the big white goose in his hand to the eunuch beside him, and slowly walked up to Zong Ze and the other two. Then, a sweet and lovely smile appeared on his little face, and he held the goose with both hands and bowed deeply.
"Zhao Xi greets the three gentlemen. They have worked day and night for the Song Dynasty. Thank you for your hard work!"
Looking at the little girl in front of me, she actually folded her hands and bowed deeply to me, so calm and so polite.
A trace of shock flashed across the eyes of the three people. For a five-year-old princess to be able to say such words, she must be very talented and well-educated.
However, is this really the Princess Roujia who was using crazy stick techniques, dragging the big goose with her hand and saying she wanted to kill it?
Zhao Huan bent down and held Zhao Xi in his arms, then asked with a smile, "My dear girl, why are you bullying the big white goose?"
"The big white goose is so annoying. My brother and I were happily eating dried fish in the yard when the big white goose suddenly flew over and ate all the dried fish in one gulp. My brother's arm was also pecked by it and bled."
"How dare it steal our Xixi's dried fish? It's unforgivable. Daddy will sentence it to death."
"Okay! Okay!"
Zhao Xi clapped his hands and kissed Zhao Huan on the face.
"Pluck the goose, cut it into pieces, and stew it in an iron pot. Add the garlic sauce that dad makes. It's the best."
Yuwen Xuzhong looked at Zhao Huan and secretly criticized him in his heart, "Is Your Majesty a daughter slave? Otherwise, why didn't Your Majesty mention the Crown Prince at all? His hands were pecked and bleeding."
After a long time, Zhao Huan finally remembered that his good daughter had just mentioned the crown prince Zhao Chen. What did that rebellious son do? He didn't even mention protecting his sister.
"Where's the prince? Why doesn't he come out and take care of the big white goose himself? Why is he hiding behind a five-year-old girl and acting like a big brother?"
"Oh, Dad, you've wronged my brother. He's taken people to Yujin Garden (the Royal Zoo). He said he's going to pull out all the big white geese there and beat them up. He's going to let them know what happens if they dare to snatch Xixi's dried fish. If one goose commits a crime, the whole family will be beaten."
"Well, that's quite reasonable. I'll save a bowl for him later."
"My three beloved ministers, I will go to the Imperial Food Bureau first. You can discuss how to carry out what we just did in the meeting room. Stay for dinner and try Princess Roujia's iron pot stewed goose."
Zhao Huan left with a few words and left with Zhao Xi in his arms. The eunuch carrying the big white goose hurriedly followed.
As soon as they left Funing Palace, Zhao Xi struggled to climb down from Zhao Huan's arms, skipping and leading the way, leaving her laughter all the way.
Only after traveling to the Northern Song Dynasty did Zhao Huan realize the rich economy and prosperous Bian River described in history books. For food alone, the Bianjing Palace had more than a dozen institutions.
The Imperial Food Bureau prepared meals for the emperor; the Imperial Household Department prepared meals for the imperial concubines; the Imperial Household Department prepared medicinal and vegetarian meals; the Imperial House of Music provided fine wine; the Cheese House processed cow and sheep milk to make buttermilk cakes; and the Delicacy Department prepared various desserts and drinks.
East Corridor, Shangshi Bureau.
Twenty imperial chefs, dressed in plum-red silk shirts and gold- and silver-plated belts, were busy preparing Zhao Huan's three meals a day.
This is because Zhao Huan laid off more than half of the imperial chefs after he became emperor. Previously, there were more than 110 imperial chefs preparing meals for the emperor.
To be honest, the Song Dynasty was a very ritualistic dynasty, even the chefs' uniforms were uniform.
As soon as Zhao Huan came in, everyone knelt on the ground and shouted "Long live the king".
"Get up! As I said before, cooking is the most important thing! I'm entertaining three of my beloved ministers today. Please prepare twelve dishes, four cold and eight hot. The main course will be a goose stewed in an iron pot."
"You, you have to pluck the goose feathers cleanly, otherwise it will affect the taste."
"You cut the meat into too small pieces. It's not satisfying to eat."
"And you, add more pickled cabbage, my brother loves this."
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Little Master Zhao Xi usually walked around the Shangshi Bureau with his arms behind his back, seriously directing the imperial chefs to work.
Soon, a table full of delicious food was ready. Zhao Huan took a look and saw four cold dishes and eight hot dishes, all of which were delicious in color, aroma and taste.
The four cold dishes are: cold noodles with shredded chicken, braised beef with soy sauce, sesame pancakes with bean sprouts, and red shredded crystal minced meat.
The eight hot dishes were: Lamb Cooked in Milk, Dongpo Pork Knuckle, West Lake Vinegar Fish, Dong'an Chicken, Sheep Square Hidden Fish, Washing Hands Crab, Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night, and the iron pot stewed goose ordered by the princess herself.
In the conference room of Funing Palace, the three of them discussed the matter one after another, and finally, Grand Secretary Yuwen Xuzhong took the lead in drafting a plan.
"I wonder what kind of delicious food Your Majesty will bestow upon us?"
Zong Ze stroked his beard with a look of anticipation. The retired emperor favored Cai Jing, Zhang Bangchang, Wang Fu, and others. Even though they had served the country for decades and made countless contributions, they had never had the opportunity to enjoy a meal bestowed by the emperor.
I didn't expect that when my life was almost over, I would catch up with the new emperor ascending the throne and usher in the dawn of life. His Majesty is so wise!
"Marshal Zonglao, didn't His Majesty just say that we'll have goose stewed in an iron pot? They're all stewed in an iron pot. What's the difference between stewed goose and stewed chicken or lamb?"
Yuwen Xuzhong said with a smile that he had eaten a whole day of iron pot stewed meat in Zong Lao Marshal's Mansion three days ago. Now when he thought about it, he still felt the smell of mutton in his mouth and had no appetite.
"Grand Secretary, you can't say that. How can something Princess Roujia likes to eat be bad? I can see that His Majesty loves the princess very much."
This sentence was quite consistent with Yuwen Xu's thoughts. He also felt that His Majesty was a daughter slave.
As he was speaking, the eunuch Wang Huaiji came in.
"Old Marshal, Grand Secretary, and Guardian, the meal is ready. Let's go to the living room and eat together."
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