The occasional frying noise from the back kitchen affected the solemn atmosphere in the front hall. After smelling the suspicious sweet and mushy smell again, Wang Ting's alertness was raised to the highest level. He tried to see what was happening in the back kitchen by occasionally poking his head out.
Fortunately, Si Li seemed to sense his inner uneasiness and quickly called him over.
Wang Ting was shocked when he saw Si Li and the others. "How did you get into this situation?"
He wiped his face with a clean cloth, and the white cloth instantly turned brown and black. Si Li's voice became hoarse, and he was too tired to even explain, "Send it over."
"As for the pancakes, wolf-tooth potatoes and mashed potatoes from this afternoon, ask Xiaoque to come and take them away." Meng Taotao also had an exhausted expression, waved his hand and hurried Wang Ting away.
Si Li accurately received the horrified look from Wang Ting: You are making a small stove for others and you also do other things? Are you really not afraid of death by leaving a big customer alone? !
She didn't want to either. If she hadn't used the time between the two pots of shredded sweet potatoes to make two pots of other things, her achievement points would not have been reset to zero, but would have been severely deducted.
Between life and death, the fastest breakthrough. After two pots of shredded sweet potatoes were made separately and failed one after another, Si Li returned to the division of labor with Meng Taotao. She was responsible for the mixing and initial frying, and Meng Taotao was responsible for the sugar coating. The tacit understanding that they had worked out over the past few days contributed another "-4 achievement points" and successfully made the finished product.
Si Li didn't care about the taste of this plate of shredded sweet potatoes. The system picked out three or four thorns, but it didn't say it was a failure, so it was considered a success.
Jiang Hengyun, who was waiting in the lobby, was not very patient. In half an hour, Wang Ting watched his face change from tense to more and more gloomy. The guards from the palace came in and out of the gate of the residence, bringing official documents and other reports. The guards were so intimidating that they scared away two groups of diners who were just strolling in.
However, the wait was not in vain. Jiang Hengyun dipped his chopsticks in some cool water and picked up a piece of sweet potato coated with sugar. The sugar thread was stretched and thinned along with the pulling action. The amber-yellow transparent crystals reflected the sunlight outside the door. The thin sugar thread bounced apart at both ends the moment it was broken. The spider-like tail floated in the air, and a little bit of it stuck to the corner of his lips. The sincere sweetness of the sugar permeated into his mouth.
It looks like a crystal clear, cold candy, but you can only feel its high heat the moment you put it in your mouth. The outer sugar shell cannot even be considered completely solidified. The slightly sticky and slightly crispy taste is very wonderful. The next moment you want to chew it, you will realize that it has also woven a layer of fine sugar network in your mouth, which is sticky but not unpleasant.
The fried sweet potato chunks with a slightly yellow surface and browned edges have a texture completely opposite to sugar. The soft and glutinous crop, like flowing liquid, caresses your lips and tongue with a scorching temperature. The sweetness is not obvious in contrast to the sugar, and it is blended just right.
If he compares it with what he had eaten in the past, although the taste is still not as good, it is obvious that he has embarked on the road of hard work.
When Si Li came out after cleaning up her dusty appearance, she saw Xiao Que's pitiful eyes. The intention was very clear, it was for the sweet potato with shreds that she had never made before. Si Li did not have so many achievement points and money to waste at the moment, so she pretended not to see it and ignored it.
"Prince, is it too sweet?" Si Li walked to the table in the middle of the lobby and bowed. One of the faults the system picked out was "too much sugar". If the friendship extended by this potential big customer was broken because of this, all the efforts she made would be in vain.
"Just right." Jiang Hengyun said calmly. The sweet potato shreds on the table were still hot, but the portion was already half gone. Si Li didn't see any signs of him eating with a scalded mouth. Seeing him stand up, she smiled sincerely, "That's good. If you like it, you can come often in the future."
"Pack up half of the sweet potato and the other portions." Jiang Hengyun stood up but did not leave, suppressing her joyful mood. "Also, the previous invitation is still valid now."
Si Li looked out the door for a moment. It sounded like "See? As long as you nod, 996 will be yours." She pulled back her thoughts and realized that the Prince of Yue was still looking at her. She bowed her head and apologized, "I am a woman with little knowledge and it is difficult for me to support a small shop..."
Jiang Hengyun tapped the table with his fingertips, interrupting her and saying, "Pack it up and send it over."
The group left as quickly as they came. The finger with distinct joints that Si Li had just seen flashed before her eyes, and she was a little dazed.
Is it that AI models that are good-looking enough always have some resemblance to reality, or is it that the system is infringing on other people's image usage rights when there is no management? Never mind, it has nothing to do with her anyway.
The amount of change left by the Prince of Yue was extremely precise, which made Si Li, who had been expecting a generous tip for a moment, extremely disappointed. She took out two food boxes that had been used more and more frequently in the past two days, and asked Meng Taotao, who had just recovered, to put the food in them.
"Isn't this a bad idea?" Meng Taotao asked hesitantly.
It was fine to use lunch boxes to deliver food, but the two lunch boxes they used were waste materials from the previous office. In order to avoid being discovered by the standard style, the carvings were specially shaved off. This made the lunch boxes look completely bare, and the marks of knife cutting and the unsmoothed areas were quite obvious without looking closely. Apart from the wood itself, it looked like they were given away for free.
Si Li knew this, but there was nothing she could do. She didn't even raise her head and said, "It's better than holding it in your hands."
The ugly, bare food box came out of Wanglaiju, passed through Qiyunlou, and was finally placed on the stone slab under the tree in the East Palace. The girl who was playing chess with her left and right hands under the tree did not respond at all, and her speed of placing pieces was still slow.
Jiang Hengyun had already taken off his disguise, knelt down in front of her, opened the food box, picked up a piece of slightly cool shredded sweet potato and placed it on her lips, "A Fei, try it."
Jiang Rufei chewed mechanically. Neither the seriousness on her face nor the speed of her chess moves changed at all. After a while, when she finished eating half a portion of the shredded sweet potato, Jiang Hengyun touched her hair.
Under the shade of the tree, there was only silence except for the sound of chess pieces falling. After a long silence, Jiang Hengyun spoke again.
"You should have figured it out. She did it. Her name is Si Li. She's a lively girl, nothing like mother." He tried to keep his voice gentle and soft, not doing anything unnecessary to exacerbate the girl's state, as if he was still a child and everything he saw was new to him, trying to make the conversation interesting. Jiang Rufei's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly made another move.
"It's hard to imagine that they are from the same place, right?" Jiang Hengyun spoke in a light tone with a smile in his voice, but the girl lowered her head and could not see his deeply furrowed brows.
"Do you want to go meet her? She's in town right now."
Jiang Rufei stopped making moves, nodded slowly, still without saying anything, took out the deed from her arms and pushed it over.
"I see."
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As a prominent figure in the capital, Jiang Lang had been involved in many troubles. The young men in the capital lined up behind him and he was well aware of everything. But when someone asked him on the pleasure boat what the food at Wanglaiju was like, he felt confused for the first time.
The last time I heard this name was when Jiang Rufei unexpectedly had an outside reaction and wanted to give Qiyunlou to a snack stand owner. What was even more outrageous was that the snack stand owner refused. How come a snack stand came into the city after only a few days?
"That's it." Jiang Lang responded vaguely, "If you really want to know, just go and eat it yourself. Who is stopping you?"
"Your Highness, this is not a very honest thing to do. Why do I feel like you are trying to attract business? I heard that the shopkeeper is pretty. Could it be that she is having trouble resisting the temptation of beauty?"
"That's not necessarily true. You're willing to wait for half an hour just for a dish or a melon, and even come forward to save face for Old Man Si. How can it be just because of the beauty?" Someone hooked his arm around Jiang Lang's shoulder in a familiar voice, "You've waited so long, how does it taste? Tell us brothers."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Seeing that his words were getting more and more outrageous, Jiang Lang stopped him and pulled his claws down, with a vague guess rising in his mind.
Si Shoufu had taught several of the royal children in the past. His reputation as a rigid and old-fashioned person was not exaggerated. After years of being punished by being forced to memorize books on a blackboard, the students tried to avoid him as much as possible and did not want to have anything to do with him. The only person who could challenge him was probably only one person.
He stayed with his sister in the palace for most of the day and left in the afternoon. The time didn't match the food and face they talked about. As the crown prince, his eldest brother's every move was watched by others. It was inconvenient for him to walk around the city, so he often borrowed his identity to handle some things. Last time, the transfer of Qiyun Tower was also done with his face. This time, this inexplicable blame was probably related to his eldest brother.
His elder brother had some delicious food, but he didn't. Jiang Lang lost all interest due to the feeling of being abandoned, and he lowered his head to drink.
"It tastes just like that." Jiang Lang drank one cup after another and soon he was tipsy. The dancer on the bow turned around and threw her sleeves, spinning as if she was walking on the waves. His eyes lit up, "That's it!"
Seeing the protagonist of this gathering take out drawing paper, brush and ink and start to paint quickly on the boat, no one, no matter how curious about what happened in Dongcheng today, came forward. Two or three of them gathered together, raised their glasses and sighed, "I really want to try it."
"That's not easy." A drunk man got up and chuckled, "Don't come here to blow the wind tomorrow. Just go and take a look and you'll know."
"Well, I'm not afraid..." The person who spoke glanced at Jiang Lang, "Are you offending a beautiful lady?"
"What beauty? Do whatever you want with her. Just don't scare her." Jiang Lang shook his wrist and responded impatiently to his drinking buddy who came closer.
"Don't you want to go with us?" The drinking buddy said happily, "Qiyun Tower is right next to us, why don't you take us to see the place where the emperor and empress pledged their love?"
"No." Jiang Lang came back to his senses after saying this. He didn't care why the shop was so well located. He looked around and warned, "You can't go in even if I take you there. My brother will come over to take a look occasionally, so don't cause trouble for me."
Everyone knew that Jiang Lang had only one brother, and the drinking buddy who had just started joking immediately shut up.
However, the next day, when they stood in front of the gate of Wanglaiju and saw Jiang Lang walking out of the nearby Qiyun Tower, they began to doubt their ears yesterday.
No? We agreed that you can't go in?
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