063. Crab and Orange

The Regent remained silent for several days. Seeing that the incident of burning the Taimiao temple was getting worse and worse, it was even said that the ancestors were angry and issued a warning. However, the Regent did not refute it. His followers had been watching quietly until now, but finally they could not sit still and came to the Regent to ask for a meeting.

But the gate of the Regent Prince's Palace was tightly closed, and everyone was kept out with the words "The Prince is ill and cannot see guests."

However, the "ill" prince at the moment is preparing special dishes at Fu Sheng Lou. The development of a restaurant always has to have some gimmicks, such as seasonal specials.

Crabs are fat in August. In addition to steaming them, Rongse is also preparing some high-end-looking dishes as the main dish.

So he rushed to Fusheng Tower early in the morning, more enthusiastic than going to court.

After arriving, he steamed the crabs in a pot, then sat on a small stool and spent two hours shelling the crabs.

Carefully scoop out the meat from the crab legs with the crab claws, then open the crab shell, take out the crab heart and stomach and throw them away, and scoop the edible crab meat into the plate. Even if your fingertips are nimble and your movements are skillful, you will still need help in the end.

When the chefs and the helpers were not busy, they would gather around to watch the mysterious boss. As a result, anyone who was free was called by Rong Se to help him crack the crabs.

At least a large basin was unpacked before noon.

"Lan Ying." Rong Se called Lan Ying over and ordered, "Tell the guests that the crab-brewed orange is ready. Only one per table."

Lan Ying poked her head in front and said, "Hey, OK—"

Rong Se turned around and started carving oranges. The orange peel and flesh were soft, so carving was time-consuming. He had to dig out the flesh while keeping the peel intact. But Rong Se had practiced before, so he was not slow. The chefs who were helping him, on the other hand, made mistakes one after another.

The cooks in the kitchen looked at each other in bewilderment. Someone whispered, "How can this crab smell be put together with oranges?"

Someone murmured, "Yeah, how can you eat crab meat and crab roe in this orange peel?"

"That's because you don't know how to cook." Rong Se didn't even raise his eyes. When it comes to professional fields, his words are not subject to questioning. "Before this, which of you knew how to cook these dishes in my restaurant?"

The chefs shut up.

After all, they still have to respectfully call this Fusheng "Master". This is the rule of the underworld. Once you learn skills, you are the younger generation.

When the surroundings quieted down, Rongse concentrated on putting the crab roe and crab meat into the pot, adding orange juice and pulp, as well as Xiangxue wine, rice vinegar, starch and salt. The aroma gradually spread during the stir-frying, and the faces of the chefs watching also changed.

If it smells good, it tastes good!

When the chefs thought that it was done after frying and putting the orange peels in it, they saw Rong Se pour Xiangxue wine, rice vinegar and white chrysanthemum into the steamer and cook until the soup was thick. He then poured it into a white porcelain bowl, and then put the oranges filled with cooked crab meat into it, and then put it in the pot to steam. At this time, the fragrance was already strong and filled the kitchen. The chefs stared with their eyes wide open in disbelief.

Rong Se clapped his hands and looked at everyone: "Just take it out of the pot again, do you understand?"

Everyone nodded in response.

"Please practice carving oranges when you have time today." Rong Se pointed at a pile of unshaped oranges, his disgust evident in his words, "You will make this dish tomorrow."

At this moment, the chefs all regarded him as a god. There was no reason to object and they nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry, Boss. I'm sure you'll be satisfied!"

"Yes, Boss, just rest assured!"

Rong Se nodded gently, and then instructed: "Leave five cups, two cups for my private room, and the other three cups for the second to last room on the second floor."

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Rong Se washed his hands carefully and confirmed that there was no crab smell on his fingertips. Then he went around to the second floor from the back. Liang Shenyu was eating snacks in the private room.

"Where is Yun Chu?" Rong Se sat down, crossing his fingers and moving his knuckles.

He hadn't carved oranges or crabs in a long time, and his fingers were sore.

"I'm going out to wait for Governor Yun." Liang Shenyu took Rong Se's hand and gently massaged his joints with his warm fingertips, not too hard or too soft. "What did you do today that makes you so tired?"

Rong Se felt comfortable being rubbed by him, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Crab Brewed Orange, your injury has healed, you can eat crabs now."

After a moment, he heard Liang Shenyu sigh: "My hand is hurt."

Rong Se spent a long time unpacking the crab, so inevitably there were some small cuts on his hands. Unexpectedly, Liang Shenyu saw it. He paused for a moment before saying, "It's okay, they are just minor cuts."

Which chef has a cut on his hand? Burns are common.

But he didn't dare say this because Liang Shenyu's distress was too obvious.

"In the future..." Liang Shenyu said softly, "Don't get hurt for those insignificant people."

Rong Se was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Let me just cook for you?"

It was just a joke, but Liang Shenyu thought about it seriously and nodded: "Okay?"

Rong Se saw that he was not joking and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Wait until you are back to your hometown before you say that."

Liang Shenyu laughed out loud: "Then I will work hard."

The Regent King was cooking new dishes at Fu Sheng Lou today. Yun Zhi came straight to Fu Sheng Lou without even changing his martial arts robe after leaving his post. As soon as he entered the door, the waiter who came to greet him was stunned. He recognized the man and the official robe, and asked in surprise, "Master Yun, who are you?"

Yun Zhi, who looked exactly like his brother, was silent for a moment, "You've got the wrong person."

The waiter was confused.

A chuckle came from behind: "You got the wrong person. I'm here."

The waiter turned his head, then looked here and there, his mouth slowly opening.

"This is my brother. Go ahead. I'll take him upstairs." Yun Chu was used to being mistaken for someone else. Sometimes even the imperial guards would mistake their masters for Yun Chu. So he walked up to Yun Zhi and said to him, "Call Lan Ying to go up with you."

Yun Zhi nodded, and the two walked side by side. There were many people in the lobby on the first floor, and many of them were talking about the burning of the Imperial Temple.

"That is to say, this regent is not legitimate. How can an emperor be crowned as an emperor? Besides, the regent's background is not glorious."

"It's not just disgraceful. His biological mother is not only a prostitute, but she also served two emperors. Tsk tsk, she is indeed from a brothel. She has great means. Two emperors became her slaves."

"Yes, with his background, how could he be worthy of being in the royal family? Look, he went to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to worship his ancestors, and the next moment the Imperial Ancestral Temple was burned down. Isn't this making the royal ancestors unhappy?"

"That's fine, but we should not let the wrath of heaven and people get involved in our actions."

Yun Zhi paused and looked sideways.

Yun Chu also looked over and squinted his eyes and said, "He's not a big shot, just a businessman in the capital."

Being able to gain a foothold in Jinjing, one must not be left with nothing. Yun Zhi was silent for a moment and was about to move forward.

Yun Chu knew his brother too well. He grabbed his arm and warned him in a deep voice, "Let them talk. Don't cause trouble for the master."

Yun Zhi was unwilling and his eyes darkened.

Yun Chu sighed: "Let's go."

Yun Zhi had no choice but to let him drag her up to the second floor, taking Lan Ying, who was greeting guests on the first floor, with him.

A private room was reserved for them on the second floor, while Rong Se and Liang Shenyu stayed next door.

Crab and orange is a new dish at Fushenglou today. It was also Liang Shenyu's first time trying it. The crab meat was fresh and fragrant, and the Xiangxue wine and rice vinegar removed the fishy smell very well, blending it with the sour and sweet taste of the orange meat, and also wrapped in the fragrance of chrysanthemums. The texture and taste of the dish were amazing.

So Liang Shenyu praised him generously: "Your Majesty is amazing."

Rong Se laughed out loud: "Stop complimenting me, just eat."

"How can that be considered a compliment?" Liang Shenyu said slowly, "There is no other person like you in the whole Dajin."

This was also a compliment, and also sounded like a love talk, and Rong Se's ears felt hot when he heard it.

The window on the second floor was open, and although the noise downstairs was not loud, it was still audible. Rong Se was just about to go home when he vaguely heard someone quarreling and immediately frowned.

The first thought was that some blind person was causing trouble again.

Liang Shenyu patted his head and said softly, "Go and have a look."

Rong Se nodded, and as soon as he went out, the three siblings from next door also followed him out, and the group went downstairs ready to go.

"You have no basis or evidence to claim that these idiots have supernatural powers and are deliberately destroying people's reputation!"

A man dressed as a scholar stood in the lobby. His voice was not loud, and even his pronunciation was scholarly and gentle, but his words were sonorous.

Someone at the table who was discussing the Regent laughed loudly, "Where did this wooden scholar come from? Aren't you scholars the most noble? The Regent has a slutty mother who messes up the harem, and you don't allow people to talk about it? In my opinion, it was because he angered the emperors that the Imperial Ancestral Temple was burned down. If there is any natural disaster in the future, it may be because of this Regent. Even God will not tolerate it!"

"What a joke!" the scholar said coldly, "A hero's origins are not judged by their origins. The founding emperor of the Jin Dynasty once sold slaughtered fish on the street. The prince has never done anything evil that would anger the gods and the people. Instead, he is upright and cares about the people. You keep saying that the Imperial Ancestral Temple was burned down because the previous emperor of the royal family was angry. Then why did they burn down their own Imperial Ancestral Temple? Wouldn't it be better to just burn down the Regent Palace and put an end to it?!"

The petite girl following the scholar laughed out loud and said, "Yeah, why would they burn their own spirit tablets for no reason? They wouldn't be so ashamed to see people after they die that they want to die again, right?"

The scholar quickly whispered, "Miss, don't talk nonsense."

It's fine to scold them, but it would be a big deal if they scolded the royal family as well.

The girl immediately covered her lips, widened her eyes and nodded.

The people at that table were speechless, while those watching the excitement around them burst into laughter.

Rong Se stood halfway up the stairs, a little dazed, and smiled silently.

Although she didn't know who the scholar was, Rong Se knew the girl standing next to him. Wasn't she Yu Qingzhou's bold and lively sister Yu Qingmei?

"Who is that person?" Rong Se asked softly.

Yunchu was Bai Xiaosheng from Jinjing City, and he answered, "My Lord, he is Zhong Yichuan."

Zhong Yichuan.

Rong Se remembered.

It was the idiot who served as Qiu Zihan's pen substitute. He had promised Yu Qingzhou to meet this person, but the incident at the Taimiao Temple happened just after he returned to the city. He didn't expect to meet him here.

Rong Se touched the mask on his face thoughtfully and said, "Yun Zhi, take care of it and bring Zhong Yichuan and Yu Qingmei up to see me."

Yun Zhi could no longer bear it, his knuckles clenched and he said in a deep voice, "As you command."