The self-disciplined princess wins

Chapter 71

However, now is not the time to think about these things, the most important thing is to get in touch with the people in the imperial dining room.

As long as we know each other, there must be opportunities in the future.

"Let's go, let's go to the imperial dining room. We shouldn't worry about these things."

Yurou lowered her head, since the imperial concubine had already spoken, she didn't have anything to say, but she felt that it was a pity in her heart.

The Imperial Dining Room had already received the news from Yurou that the imperial concubine was coming to the Imperial Dining Room, and they were all ready to welcome her.

The imperial concubine is the only concubine in the harem, and since there is no queen in the harem, her status is second only to the queen.

In the future, it is very possible to become a queen, even if she will not become a queen, she will still be an imperial concubine!

You must be respectful, and you won't have any trouble finding the imperial dining room in the future.

If the masters of the harem want to embarrass the imperial dining room, that's just a matter of blowing the pillow, so they should be careful.

"See the imperial concubine and empress." Fu Guo Dajin, the head chef of the imperial dining room, led the crowd to kneel down and salute.

"Get up."

Zhang Anchu stepped into the imperial dining room and looked at the scene inside. There were dozens of stoves, an assortment of fruits and vegetables, and court ladies and eunuchs were also kneeling on both sides.

Guo Dajin obeyed and stood up, but just looking up, he was a little dazed.

So beautiful!
No wonder the emperor always went to Wangyou Palace to find fault when the imperial concubine went to pray for blessings.

Guo Dajin also knew about this matter. After all, he was also deeply hurt by saying that the fruit delivered by the imperial dining room was not fresh, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Imperial Concubine, I don't know why you came to the imperial dining room?" Guo Dajin bent over and asked, he only dared to look at it once, and then he didn't dare to look at it again.

With such a beauty, he felt that it would be blasphemy to look at it twice.

"Let them be busy, I have something to tell you."

The maid from the imperial dining room moved chairs, Zhang Anchu sat down, and motioned for Guo Dajin to sit down as well.

Guo Dajin was flattered, but he had to obey the order of the imperial concubine, so he also sat down.

"I want to learn a few dishes of imperial cuisine and present them to the emperor. Is there any suitable dish?" Zhang Anchu looked at him with beautiful eyes and asked.

Guo Dajin naturally saw it too, lowered his head even more, swallowed, and asked with a forced calm: "Imperial Concubine...but...have you ever learned how to cook?"

Zhang Anchu shook his head and replied, "No, it can be said that he doesn't know anything about it."

Guo Dajin listened to Zhang Anchu's voice, and it was very pleasant. Zhang Anchu's stunning face appeared in his mind, and he seemed to have an indescribable feeling.

He calmed himself down, the one sitting here is the imperial concubine, so he can't think about it.

He came back to his senses and thought about it. It is very difficult to make soup that is not delicious. It is to put the ingredients in the pot and adjust the taste. Generally, it will not be bad. Only the most picky people can taste the difference.

As for cooking, it may be difficult for the imperial concubine to master it, and it can be difficult for the knife skills alone.

"Imperial Concubine, why don't you learn how to make soup, it's easier." Guo Dajin kept his head down and his voice was dull.

The people in the imperial dining room were already busy again. There were people coming and going, and the sound of knives being cut could be heard endlessly. The place where they sat was considered relatively quiet.

Zhang Anchu thought of what Fu Zhiyuan had said before, telling her not to bring any soup when she had nothing to do.

As for what soup was delivered that day, she was thinking about it now, but she couldn't remember it anyway, so she simply didn't want to.

"Okay." Zhang Anchu agreed, she didn't want to spend too much effort and time on this, as long as she could do a good job, the most important thing was to get in touch with the people in the imperial dining room.

Zhang Anchu saw a group of eunuchs coming back outside the imperial dining room, and asked, "What did they do?"

Zhang Anchu didn't know which little eunuch was delivering meals to Prince An's Mansion. Seeing this group of people coming back from outside, he naturally wanted to inquire.

Guo Dajin turned his head to look outside the door, and replied: "Huang Guifei, this is to deliver food outside the palace."

"Outside the palace? Why does the imperial dining room deliver meals to outside the palace?" Zhang Anchu already had a vague guess in his mind that it was most likely the food delivery person from Prince An's Mansion, but he still pretended not to know and asked.

"Imperial Concubine, this is to deliver meals to Prince An's Mansion..." Guo Dajin said in a low voice, but Zhang Anchu listened carefully all the time, so he heard it too.

"Oh, that's how it is." Zhang Anchu looked indifferent, as if he had nothing to do with her.

"I need a few helpers, let them come and help." Zhang Anchu said calmly after taking a sip of the tea offered by the maid.

"Imperial Concubine, those little eunuchs are just delivering meals. I'm afraid they won't be able to help you too much. It's better to choose a little cook who can cook..." Guo Dajin reminded that if you want to learn how to cook, it's better to find someone who knows how to cook. It's better to be by your side than a meal delivery eunuch who doesn't understand anything.

Guo Dajin didn't know Zhang Anchu's purpose, so the proposal at this time was considered normal, but Zhang Anchu was unwilling, and it ran counter to the result he wanted.

She came into contact with those eunuchs indiscriminately, but she didn't really learn any cooking skills.

Zhang Anchu was not in a hurry, and said slowly: "There are many people in the imperial dining room. When I come here, I must have someone by my side, so as to save people from talking too much."

"Eh..." Guo Dajin was secretly annoyed, why didn't he think of this level, and said, "It's because the slave didn't think carefully."

Zhang Anchu didn't expect things to go so smoothly. Now that the preliminary completion has been completed, the next step is to quietly buy the eunuchs.

Guo Dajin called the team of eunuchs to come in and salute Zhang Anchu, and even asked them to follow the imperial concubine for a while.

Then, he took out the recipe, handed it to Zhang Anchu respectfully, and said, "Imperial Concubine, here are all kinds of soups, you can choose one, and the servant will start teaching it."

Yurou took the recipe and handed it to Zhang Anchu. She opened it and saw that it was full of dish names.

What is even more surprising is that there are numbers behind each dish name, for example, there is a one written behind the dish of Fenghuang Yufei.

Turning to the back, at the bottom of each piece of paper, there are [-], [-], [-], [-] characters, for people to look through and look up.

This was Zhang Anchu's first contact with such a method, and it was indeed much more convenient.

Thinking back, maybe I can use my own book in the future, and it will be more convenient to find the content.

"Just this Fenghuang Yufei." Zhang Anchu didn't bother to choose, the name sounded pretty good, so this was it.

"Yes." Guo Dajin replied with a bent waist.

Going to prepare the required ingredients again, Zhang Anchu waited here, with four eunuchs standing on both sides.

Zhang Anchu took a sip of tea and asked, "What are the names of the four of you?"

"My little stool, my little table, my little chair, my little Guizi." The four of them answered one by one.

Yurou covered her mouth and wanted to laugh, these people had all the tables, chairs and cabinets.

"Is the errand still easy?" Zhang Anchu didn't smile, and was more concerned about how to get closer without people noticing.

"It's not difficult, just doing odd jobs and delivering meals." The little stool said.

"Oh, I don't know, what do the imprisoned people eat every day." Zhang Anchu asked, pretending to be genuinely curious.

Yurou frowned, she didn't understand, why was she suddenly curious about this, could it be that she still wanted to be locked up?
"It's just some vegetarian dishes every day, but the portion is not bad." The little stool replied again, and the other three seemed to be headed by him.

"Being a vegetarian all day, isn't that a monk?" Zhang Anchu said with a light smile.

She also knew that if she said this, it would definitely damage her image, and she could avoid being seen by others, so she had no choice but to say this.

"Imperial Concubine, that person is like a monk now, with a shaved head!" The little table interjected, but was poked by the little stool to tell him to stop talking.

"Oh? That's really interesting." Zhang Anchu smiled sweetly. The former second prince even shaved his head bald. Could it be that he has the intention of becoming a monk?
It is estimated that life in the mansion is not easy.

The four little eunuchs lowered their heads, just now Zhang Anchu's smile was really amazing.

She was sitting in the imperial dining room, even if there was a little noise around her, she was like a fairy entering the mortal world.

Zhang Anchu also knew in his heart that today's situation is already good, and he needs to take his time in the future, step by step, so as not to be caught by Fu Zhiyuan.

She doesn't know where the people watching are, it's always better to be cautious.

Guo Dajin prepared the ingredients. It turned out that the goose and chicken were stewed together, but he named it Fenghuang Yufei.

Soon, under Guo Dajin's guidance, the geese and chickens had been put into the pot, and the rest was to wait an hour for the soup to be ready.

Zhang Anchu saw the palace attire on his body, because when he chopped the meat just now, it was splashed with some marks and it was a bit dirty.

Yu Rou followed her line of sight and found it, and said, "Your Majesty, go back and change your clothes before coming here and guarding."

"No need." Zhang Anchu felt that this might have an unexpected effect, let Fu Zhiyuan see it, maybe...

Seeing that she was unwilling, Yu Rou couldn't persuade her anymore. She had been in contact with her for the past few days, and with the leaks from her nanny and Si Yu, she also knew that the imperial concubine had an assertive nature.

Fu Zhiyuan had just gone to court at this time, and returned to the palace to review the mountain of memorials.

Xiao Yunzi outside the hall got the news and entered the hall, saying: "Your Majesty, the imperial concubine has gone to the imperial dining room."

Fu Zhiyuan was puzzled, the brush in his hand stopped in mid-air, and asked: "What is the imperial concubine doing in the imperial dining room?"

"It's about making imperial meals for the emperor, so I'd like to ask the chef in the imperial dining room how to cook." Xiao Yunzi replied calmly.

In fact, he was a little happy in his heart, the imperial concubine was so progressive, she should one day be favored by the emperor.

In this way, the dragon son may be welcomed in the harem soon.

Fu Zhiyuan didn't expect that the imperial concubine had a lot of thoughts.

Even if she has a lot of thoughts, I still don't know how to use the imperial meals she cooks.

"I'm very thoughtful, but unfortunately I don't know how to eat." Fu Zhiyuan continued to write, and wrote a reading word on the memorial.

Xiao Yunzi understood the meaning of Fu Zhiyuan's words, although she stated that she would not eat, she did not stop the imperial concubine from continuing to torment.

He was somewhat looking forward to what kind of meal the imperial concubine would make after tossing about for a long time.

He also believes that gold and stone can be opened with sincerity.

Sooner or later, the emperor, whose heart is like a rock, will be moved by the imperial concubine.

After all, Xiao Yunzi had followed Fu Zhiyuan for many years, and knew that the emperor had a cold temper on the surface, but in fact, his heart was the most soft-hearted.

Zhang Anchu waited in the imperial dining room for the soup he had made himself to be stewed. He thought to himself, there is nothing difficult about it, except when it comes to chopping chicken and goose.

After all, it was a meal for the emperor. Even if Zhang Anchu made it himself, Guo Dajin did not dare to take it lightly, and kept an eye on the pot in case something went wrong.

He is timid, if something happens to the emperor, the imperial dining room will also bear the blame.

Seeing that he was idle now, Zhang Anchu asked Guo Dajin, "Now it's time for lunch. Are the four of them going out of the palace to deliver meals?"

"Returning to the imperial concubine, there is only one delivery a day, and one meal is three meals a day, which is the emperor's intention." Guo Dajin replied respectfully.

Zhang Anchu nodded, and said: "Tomorrow, I will come again. The four of them have taken good care of them. After delivering the meals, they will wait in the imperial dining room."

"Yes." Guo Dajin replied, signaling them to thank you soon.

"Thank you for your support." The little stool that was adding firewood to the pot hole caught Guo Dajin's eyes, put down the firewood in his hand and took the lead to reply.

"Ma'am, this soup should be ready soon." Guo Dajin said.

"Put it out." Zhang Anchu ordered, she didn't want to do such a trivial matter. Although she spent most of the morning sitting here waiting, she was not as comfortable as dancing, reading and playing the piano.

"Yes." The little stool took out the stewed soup in the pot and placed it on the tray.

"Is the imperial concubine going to send it to the emperor now?" Guo Dajin asked talkatively. There are rules for sending imperial meals to the emperor. Prevent someone from doing things in the middle.

"Well, follow your rules." Zhang Anchu knew that there were many rules in the palace. Originally, Guo Dajin didn't have anything to do when the soup was being stewed, but she was still guarding here, so she understood that it was to guard against herself. .

That's okay, she never thought of poisoning Fu Zhiyuan to death, but wanted to make good use of him to achieve her own goals, but she didn't want Fu Zhiyuan to die.

It's not that stupid. If you do poisoning, you won't end up with any good results, and you don't have the ability to poison.

But they don't know, Zhang Anchu also understands that they should be careful.

Soon, Fenghuang Yufei was sealed in the food box, and Zhang Anchu led the four little eunuchs to deliver the food.

Guo Dajin also asked other masters to prepare the emperor's meal, and all the maids and eunuchs went with him.

Xiao Yunzi was guarding outside the hall, and saw not far away, a touch of pale yellow slowly walking, followed by a group of court ladies and eunuchs.

Although he didn't see his face clearly, he guessed that it was the imperial concubine Zhang Anchu.

It can be regarded as waiting.

Zhang Anchu walked in slowly, Xiao Yunzi stepped forward with a smile on her face, and said, "See Imperial Concubine, this is?"

Xiao Yunzi saluted and asked as if she didn't know.

In fact, my heart is clear.

(End of this chapter)