"Your cooking is so delicious, much better than mine!"
The imperial chef's eyes lit up, and he looked him up and down. "You like cooking?"
Li Daniu nodded vigorously, "I like it, but I usually have to farm. My mother says that men who cook are useless."
"No, no, no, I wasn't talking about you."
Li Daniu quickly tried to cover up, saying, "I never thought that adding some patchouli to this stewed chicken would make it taste so good."
"Huh? You can actually taste the patchouli?"
The imperial chef was also a little surprised.
What else can you taste?
Li Daniu closed his eyes and smacked his lips. "Chili peppers, scallions, ginger... pepper, lard, wine, salt, and sugar."
Now it was the attendants' table's turn to be surprised.
Surprisingly, the burly Li Daniu was actually able to taste the ingredients inside.
"Not bad, not bad, you can taste the lard and pepper," the imperial chef said, looking at Li Daniu with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
Li Daniu does have some talent.
Murong Yue also turned around and gave Li Daniu a thumbs up.
"Wow, that's awesome!"
She admires people who can appreciate the flavors of food.
She could only tell whether something tasted good or bad.
With Murong Yue's affirmation, the imperial chef's mind suddenly came alive.
After the meal, Grandma Li went to wash the dishes.
Murong Yue and Ahao sat in the courtyard eating melon seeds and drinking tea, while Qi Yuan stood guard with his arms crossed.
Other followers have their presence reduced.
The night breeze is refreshing and pleasant.
The imperial chef found Li Daniu, who was chopping wood.
"Li Daniu, how much land does your family own?"
"Ten mu of paddy fields."
Ten acres of land in the countryside is neither the best nor the worst.
"Would you like to become a chef and open a restaurant?"
"I don't want to, but my mother says that farming is the most important thing," Li Daniu said, his hands busy chopping wood.
The imperial chef, unwilling to give up, asked in a different way.
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