"There is something that the landlord in your village must have never eaten." Lamei said with certainty.
"What?"
"No matter how rich you landowners are, you can't afford the dishes prepared by the palace cooks. Even if you can afford them, they won't come to our mountain village. It's so comfortable to be in the palace. You can have everything you want, and you can even provide it specially."
The emperor always cooks." Lamei said.
"Hey, Lamei, what you said is wrong. Don't tell me. The landowner in our village has actually eaten the food cooked by the imperial chef, and I have also had some of it!" Lulu's face was filled with pride. This was the most triumphant thing in her life.
What a proud thing.
"What? Impossible, Lulu, you've eaten too much, you're too bragging!" Lamei didn't believe it, the imperial chef would never come to the mountain village.
Haitang also listened and did not interrupt. Lamei asked all the questions quickly.
"That was when I was ** years old. An old man who looked inconspicuous came to the landlord's house. But the landlord respected him. He respected this old man more than he respected his parents. Anyway, we have been with him for more than ten generations.
This old man is related to us. Everyone didn't know what was going on, but later we found out that this old man used to be a cook in the palace. What's his name? Cook." Lulu touched her head and couldn't remember the word for a while.
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Wintersweet doesn’t know either.
"Royal Chef." Haitang said.
"Yes, it's the imperial chef." Lulu said with a smile.
"Then why did he go to the landlord's house? Didn't he stay in the palace and sneak out?" Lamei asked impatiently, as if he was listening to storytellers on the streets of the county town and had something to do with the palace.
"I didn't know it at first, but later I found out that this old man used to cook for the emperor, but then his nose and tongue became malfunctioning, so the palace didn't want him anymore and sent him out. Although he was malfunctioning, he still
I like to make it, and I heard that the camellia in our village is different from other places, so I came here." Lulu said.
"The landowners in your village are very good at finding relatives. People who have nothing to do with each other have become relatives." Lamei said with a smile.
"Of course, he was a cook in the palace, so he stayed in the landlord's house. The landlord took good care of him. I heard that he even washed his feet personally, but no one had ever seen it. Old man
Here we are, we need someone who is diligent and quick as a cook. The whole village came to the landlord’s house to see what the palace cook is like and are willing to help. The old man ran around and picked three people, one of whom is my mother." Lu.
Lu said proudly.
"Your mother is so amazing." Lamei said.
"Since that day, my mother has taken me to the landlord's kitchen to help the chef during the day. Did you know that the chef is very good at chopping vegetables? The tofu cut into shreds is almost the same as your hair!" Lulu said.
A hair of wintersweet. In order to listen to the next story, wintersweet had to endure the pain.
"Where can you find tofu that can be cut into hair? The tofu is so soft that it breaks into pieces when you pat it." Lamei didn't believe it, and it was almost as good as cutting it into pieces.
"The royal chef said that this is knife skills. Anyway, I opened my eyes. The kitchen knife in his hand was no longer a kitchen knife. It was as if his hand had a knife. You couldn't see the reflection at all. So fast, swish
Oh, it's all turned into silk, whether it's radish, potato, tofu or cabbage..." Lulu recalled that year, and her memory is still fresh to this day.
"The man and the sword become one." Haitang, who had been silent all this time, said another blood-curdling sentence.
"Yes, that's the feeling. I can't tell whether it's his hand or his knife." Lulu said.