"It's really good. Our Prince's method is really good. Frying the tofu in hot oil is very fragrant! I just don't know what else to do in the future!"

"Just after frying, it's already fragrant. No matter what method is made later, the taste will not be bad!"

"Yes! Add some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and add some coriander and stir-fry. It will definitely taste good...!"

Several chefs in the kitchen started chatting while busy cooking.

Tofu was ordered by Ying Feiyu to make it after coming to the Qin Dynasty, and then gradually developed.

Until now, it has become an indispensable delicacy in people's lives!

Some people like to eat the original flavor, buy the tofu and dip it in seasonings.

Some of them can be fried, stewed, mixed in cold sauce, and made soup.

In short, tofu is delicious and has a variety of recipes, and is deeply loved by the people!

But no one really thought of eating it in fried food.

After Ying Feiyu's wedding, he moved the Three Thousand Flying Eagles to a house behind the villa.

More than twenty chefs moved there with them.

Those who stayed in the villa were all masters with excellent cooking skills.

While putting the tofu into the oil pan, he sighed.

"Hmm? What's the smell?"

Several people were chatting with smiles, suddenly their noses twitched, their facial features were entangled, as if they smelled something inappropriate.

"Do you smell it? Does it have a strange smell?"

The oldest chef was named Zhao Shi. Because of his superb cooking skills, he was left in a villa and in charge of the kitchen.

His nose is the most sensible and he is the first to smell this strange smell!

"Hmm? It seems that it does smell!"

"Yes, I smelled it too! Could it be that the tofu I bought has become spoiled, right?"

"Ah! No way...?"

Other chefs are cutting vegetables and preparing for supper.

The only thing that has been put into the pot and can emit such a big smell is the tofu in the pot.

So, everyone couldn't help but focus on the oil pan!

"Impossible. These tofus were bought in the tofu shop. His tofu has the best skills and is not enough to sell every day. How could it be deteriorated? Besides, the few pots that just fryed were full of fragrance, so why did this pot change its quality...?"

The chef who was frying the tofu took out a piece of golden tofu from the pot and put it under his nose and smelled it carefully. "No, it doesn't taste the tofu at all. This tofu is very fragrant!"

Then, the fried tofu was given to several other chefs for careful smell.

"Yeah! It's not true!"

After Zhao Shiwen passed, he nodded.

At the same time, he looked around in the kitchen with doubts, "What would it be if it is not tofu...?"

After glanced around, he looked at the chef who was chopping chickens, "Xiao Zhang, has your chicken been stored for a long time after being killed, and there is something wrong with your internal organs?"

"Old Zhao, don't blame me for wrongly. I killed this chicken half an hour ago. I started to deal with it after I released blood. How could it be that there was something wrong with my internal organs?"

The chef who was chopping chicken picked up a piece of chicken rib and came straight under Zhao Shi's nose to prove his innocence.

"Okay, okay, okay, I understand, take it away!"

Zhao Shi hid back and waved his hand.

It was not because of disgust, but because of the flesh color alone, he knew that the chicken had just been killed, so there was no need to get close to it!

“Where does this smell come from?”

The chefs all looked suspicious.

"It's not that anyone among you pulled in their pants?"

The ingredients are fine, so Zhao Shi could only look for the reasons from the chefs.

"Old Zhao, are you brain-related? Do you think we are three-year-old children or what?"

"That's right, aren't you burying people?"

"Old Zhao, I will tell you that soldiers can be killed, not humiliated..."

Just this sentence directly aroused public anger.

The chefs took the spoons and shovels in their hands and gestured at Zhao Shi!

"Stop! Stop! Stop! I'll just make a joke!"

Seeing this, Zhao Shi waved his hand quickly.

We have worked together in the kitchen of the villa for many years, making jokes with each other and fighting are common, and no one will take it to heart!

After joking, you have to find the source of the smell.

"Why is this smell getting stronger and stronger?"

At this time, everyone frowned and was very disgusted with the sudden smell.

"Old...Old Zhao, why do I feel that the smell... seems to be coming from His Highness the Crown Prince?"

The kitchen in the Villa is not small. At this time, Ying Feiyu was facing the shelf where the seasonings were storing, facing everyone's back, fiddling with something.

A chef who was relatively close to him said tentatively.

"Don't talk nonsense, His Royal Highness is very skilled in cooking and the dishes he makes are fragrant one by one. How could he make such a smelly smell?"

Zhao Shi immediately threw himself over and rolled his eyes.

"Old Zhao, I just said that the taste came from there, nor did I say that it must have been made by His Royal Highness the Prince! Maybe some seasonings over there have been deteriorated and the smell emitted?"

"Yes, Lao Zhao, let's go over and take a look. What if it's really the smell coming from there?"

"Yes! Once something deteriorates, let's throw it away quickly..."

They have already checked here, and there is no problem. Now only the side where His Highness the Crown Prince is standing has not been checked.

The chefs were all curious and wanted to know if the source of this smell was His Highness the Prince!

Zhao Shi thought for a while and nodded, "Go over and take a look!"

His Highness the Crown Prince said he wanted to make a new dish, but it was not guaranteed. This strange taste was really sent from His Highness the Crown Prince.

Several people put down the kitchen utensils in their hands and walked slowly towards Ying Feiyu.

However, the more everyone's steps move forward, the stronger the odor becomes.

This proves that their guess is correct. This stench comes from the prince!

After Ying Feiyu opened the packaging of the stinky tofu, he carefully pinched the stinky tofu into a large bowl, used chopsticks to peel off the slightly hard outer shell of the stinky tofu, added some clean water, crushed the tender stinky tofu inside with a porcelain spoon, and stirred it evenly with the water!

After a series of actions were finished, I took a big bowl and prepared to see how the chefs' tofu were fried.

When he turned around, five or six pairs of eyes were staring at him, which scared him so much that he almost threw out the stinky tofu water he had just made!

"What are you doing?"

Looking at the surprised gazes of the few people, Ying Feiyu asked with one hand and patted his chest.

"Ta... Your Highness, did you smell any strange smell?"

Before he could figure out what was going on, his Highness turned around, and Zhao Shi and others were very embarrassed.

"Extraordinary smell?"

Ying Feiyu was stunned at first, then remembered the stinky tofu in his hand.

I think this thing tastes friendly, but I forgot that they can't accept it.

No wonder I just heard that they were looking for something to rot.

I don't want to say this!

"Oh! Haha! Are you talking about this?"

Ying Feiyu stretched out the big bowl towards them.
Chapter completed!