The deduction of loyalty was not clearly shown in the conversation. Si Li didn't want to know what would happen if the loyalty level failed to meet the standard - it wouldn't be a good thing anyway.
As the night deepened, Xiao Que boiled a pot of hot water to wash up. After Si Li came out of the cubicle with her hair tied up, she saw Meng Taotao's frowning brows relax. "Miss, if you have made up your mind, before you go to the manager tomorrow, I would like to ask you about your cooking skills first, so that we can make plans to set up a stall to sell food."
Plan? It was just the system that forced it to stop.
However, Si Li did not say what she was thinking. She just smiled and said, "You've been busy all day. Take a rest first." Meng Taotao's cooking skills are higher than hers. Si Li has already prepared herself to be laughed at tomorrow.
The success of the persimmon rice cake gave her confidence. Maybe she could finish a one-star green bean cake tomorrow. Two cakes plus a cold dish and a snack, plus Meng Taotao's specialty, the top-notch tofu, would be enough to meet the system's requirements.
Meng Taotao didn't know what Si Li was thinking. She was indeed tired after running around all day, and fell into a deep sleep in the compartment. All she muttered in her dream was "small capital, thin profit, small profit but quick turnover". She was really worried about her young master.
As the night deepened, Si Li was still thinking about the reward from the tasting system. When she opened the system interface again, the cakes on the plate were still the same as before, without any change.
"strangeness……"
Si Li waited for a while, but there was no system refresh prompt, so she had to close the panel and go to sleep.
Soon after the panel was closed, the glass cups under the corridor of the East Palace were lit up one by one, and the owner of the East Palace strode in under the cover of darkness.
Jiang Hengyun handed the cloak to the eunuch and called the palace maid who had been waiting in front of the palace gate with him, "Tomorrow, when Ah Fei wakes up, tell her that I have been there. She wants to go to Guangji Temple to listen to the sutras. Bring her companion with you and I will let her go."
"The princess will be very happy." The palace maid knelt down and chuckled.
Jiang Hengyun didn't look at her. When the palace maid stood up, the Crown Prince's slender figure had already disappeared.
The eunuch opened the door early, holding his cloak, and the freshly brewed tea in the room was covered with a thin layer of mist. Jiang Hengyun picked up the teacup, and the warmth from the porcelain wall dispelled the cold night wind. He casually ordered, "If Ah Fei wants to go, the imperial concubine and her family don't have to go. Find something for them to do, so they don't get in the way."
The eunuchs waited with their backs bent, not daring to answer. In the entire imperial city, only this master dared to arrange the emperor and the prince so arbitrarily.
Seeing that the atmosphere was calm, the official who followed Jiang Hengyun out of the capital to inspect the arrangements of Guangji Temple smiled and said, "Your Highness is not at ease, so just go with the princess. After all, Duke Dongyang is old, and he needs someone to help him supervise such a gathering." , His Highness is sitting in the capital, and there are always times when he is beyond his reach. "
At Guangji Temple on Guanghua Mountain, the job of supervising this year's Buddhist conference was begged by the Imperial Concubine to be given to her father by His Majesty. The Dongyang Mansion has not done any real work for many years, and even the title of Duke was retained because of the Imperial Concubine. It's no wonder that the master is worried.
"Liu Ru, do you need me to watch you do something?"
Jiang Hengyun glanced at him, and Zhong Liuru, as the officer who had followed His Highness the longest, noticed his irritability and immediately shut up.
The hall was silent for a moment. Jiang Hengyun pressed his forehead and said, "Xia Sheng."
The eunuch came out holding the wooden box. The silver light from the box leaked out from the cracks of the wooden lid, which was three times brighter than the ever-burning glass cup. Zhong Liuru left the door tactfully. After many days, the wooden box lit up again. Jiang Hengyun couldn't tell whether he was looking forward to or rejecting the dishes in the box, so he opened the lid.
The note that was thrown out before floated down as the box lid opened. The hot and sweet mist wrapped around his palm tenderly. Jiang Hengyun was stunned for a moment and caught the note.
There was an extra line of handwriting on the back of the note that was completed by the machine in the box, "Eat the meal you made yourself even if you cry."
People say that handwriting reflects a person's personality. These eleven simple characters, without any style, were spread out lazily and sloppily, with a naive look on the paper. The characters seemed to be written with charcoal. The Queen Mother used to like charcoal more than brushes. Jiang Hengyun was in a trance for a moment.
The silvery-white metal in the box had a gap, like a box within a box. The mist dissipated, and a plate of cakes was quietly placed inside. Five soft, white cakes were squeezed together, giving off an inexplicable sense of the hustle and bustle of a market. Only by looking closely could one see that the cakes were not delicate in appearance. Jiang Hengyun could even see the gap left at the bottom of the cakes when the filling was not noticed.
This is not an exquisite work placed in a pastry grid or jade cup, but more like a clumsy display hastily completed by a folk apprentice. It looks shiny on the surface, but is actually full of flaws.
Jiang Hengyun glanced at the place where the note was just pasted. The light green small words under the glass did not indicate a failed product like last time. There were only the options of "pass/fail" waiting for him to make a decision.
The taste of the pastry was really average. The cake body was solid and hard, and after the sugary taste of the filling faded, only the astringency of persimmon was left. Jiang Hengyun patiently finished one and pressed the "reject" button with a sullen face.
"Ding. Opinions are being received." An electronic voice rang out in the quiet palace, and the eunuch Xia Sheng, who had retreated to the door to guard it, shook unconsciously.
Jiang Hengyun took a sip of tea, then suppressed the overly sweet taste in his mouth, and said in a cold voice, "When there is a severe drought, I will ask you to cook again."
"Comments received. Thank you for your cooperation."
After the electronic sound was heard, the light on the machine in the box dimmed, and a piece of paper slowly emerged. The flat square characters on it were exactly what Jiang Hengyun had just said.
Jiang Hengyun closed the box and said loudly, "Liu Ru."
"I'm here." Zhong Liuru walked in and quickly stepped forward to salute.
"Expand the search area and check all the new chefs or workers in the restaurants in Beijing. Inquire specifically about restaurants that use this kind of plate and similar cakes." Jiang Hengyun handed him the plate with four cakes left, pondered for a moment, and added, "First check the big families that paid the highest taxes last season. This person is young and his wrists and arms are not strong enough. He should be a woman or a thin teenager."
The last time, the cucumber salad was so unpalatable that people forgot about the container. Jiang Hengyun never made the same mistake twice. After waiting for so many days, he finally waited for this person to appear again, and naturally he would not let him go.
Zhong Liuru bowed and agreed.
He went out with the plate in his hand. The guard Hulu who was standing guard at the door peeked in and laughed, "Master Zhong, are you eating and taking it at the same time?"
Everyone in the Eastern Palace knew that the Crown Prince was generous and lenient to his subordinates. Whenever the Crown Prince had something, the subordinates would get a share of it when they came to discuss matters. It was no wonder that Hulu misunderstood.
Zhong Liuru clicked his tongue and turned away, "Your Highness, you know better than me what you had for supper." Just kidding, His Highness finally had relatively detailed clues about the person he was looking for, so he couldn't just ignore it.
But... Your Highness has received someone else's plate and cakes, so how come you don't know who they belong to? It's really strange.
Hulu didn't realize what was wrong, and smiled at him, "Don't be stingy, give me one before you leave."
Zhong Liuru was not paying attention for a moment and his sleeve was torn. He jumped up and down in anger, "This is not for you to eat!" This is a clue, you can't eat it!
"What are you doing?"
The cold question froze the two people in the entanglement, and when they turned around, it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince standing with his hands behind his back.
"Your Highness."
Jiang Hengyun nodded, took the plate from Zhong Liuru, put four cakes down, thought for a moment, put another one back, and put the plate with only one cake back in Zhong Liuru's hands, "Go. Hulu will do ten more military exercises after you get off duty tomorrow morning."
On a cold night in late autumn, sweat instantly broke out on Hulu's forehead.
Zhong Liuru bowed and stepped back. Before he had taken two steps, he heard the prince say again, "After checking the origin of the porcelain plate, remember to send it back."
Not only Zhong Liuru felt it was strange, but even Hulu and the eunuch Xiasheng felt something was a little strange. When did His Highness ever care about these little things?
Jiang Hengyun brought the cake in, and the cake was squeezed into the teacup, making it look even worse. He couldn't sit still when he heard people asking for cakes outside the door. He didn't want to eat another one, but he didn't want to share it with others either.
Tired from a busy day taking care of his younger sister, he slept in his clothes, leaning against the wooden box and fell into a deep sleep. In his dream, his mother told strange jokes, and everything in the world became bizarre.
[System: Dish level E. After being judged by the seniors, your dish should not appear on any diner's table. Your poor talent and perfunctory attitude have prevented you from improving your skills. You are given a targeted dish "Diligence Popping Candy" x1 by the seniors. The item has a one-day countdown. Please try harder. ]
The electronic sound of the system refreshing startled Si Li from her dream for a moment, but was soon drowned out by Xiao Que's mumbling of "persimmons, fried tofu, and candied haws", filling her dream with the aroma of food.
It was not until dawn that she was woken up by Meng Taotao. Si Li subconsciously wiped the corners of her mouth, silently mourning for the small hot pot she missed in her dream, with a serious face, "Taotao, good morning."
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Lili (read in a good way) You are eating and taking at the same time!