Chapter 62 Don't take the imperial concubine seriously
"A woman as ugly as you still wants to seduce this young master. Do you really think that this young master will take any crooked melons and cracked dates if you don't choose? Don't give me trouble. Do you believe that I will ask someone to drive you out?"
Li Hao raised his hand in disgust, as if he was going to attack Song Yutong.
Chef Fang had heard Song Yutong say in the restaurant that she had a grudge against the eldest son of the county magistrate's family, but he was initially dubious about it.
Now that I have seen how outrageous the eldest son of the county prince's family is, I understand why Song Yutong had a grudge with him.
Anyone could have a grudge against such a young master. He was rich and greasy, but after looking at him twice, he confidently felt that he was trying to seduce him.
It was impossible to explain to such a person. But at this moment, it was not the time for him to let the eldest son look at himself in the mirror. Instead, he had to find a way to help Song Yutong get rid of the eldest son's entanglement.
"My lord, aren't you hungry? I'll help you cook. See if you have anything to eat. Don't starve yourself for an ignorant woman and waste your time eating."
Chef Fang's persuasion was very effective, bringing Li Hao's attention back to the aroma of the food he just smelled.
"It's all because of you, an ugly old woman, that I almost forgot what I was here for?" Li Hao glared at Song Yutong.
Then his eyes fell on the sweet and sour pork in front of Song Yutong.
The red and yellow sweet and sour pork loin is sprinkled with a layer of white sesame seeds, which makes it look even more delicious and attractive.
"That's it. I want to eat this."
Before Song Yutong could say anything, Li Hao pointed to the sweet and sour pork in front of him and signaled Chef Fang to serve it to him now.
Chef Dang just wanted to help Song Yutong get rid of this trouble as soon as possible, so he took the plate and started loading it.
Song Yutong was too late to stop him.
The imperial concubine’s was served with a small plate of sweet and sour pork. Let the imperial concubine taste it first.
Most of the rest was in the pot, and now Li Hao had taken it all away in one breath. If the imperial concubine wanted it again, it would be impossible for her to take it out immediately.
"Chef Fang, if the imperial concubine wants to come for the sweet and sour pork later, I'm afraid it won't be enough." Song Yutong said with a worried look on her face.
Chef Fang also had a meal. He just gave all the sweet and sour pork to the young master.
"Then what should we do? Can we make it again?" Chef Fang frowned, not thinking how difficult it would be to make a dish again.
"It can be done again, but this pineapple..."
It's not that Song Yutong is stingy and refuses to bring out the pineapple.
But since she started to get pineapples, some cooks have been curious about what the fruit served in Persian hot food looks like.
I have already taken a small group of people to the back kitchen and the small room next to where the vegetables are kept, and rummaged through it.
It was determined that this was the only fruit that belonged to the tribute, and she just used a whole pineapple without controlling the amount.
The other cooks also saw it, and the most important thing is that since she made this sweet and sour pork dish, all the cooks' eyes would fall on her from time to time.
She just wanted to take the opportunity to do something small, and it was not easy to get another pineapple out.
Because this thing was too special, taking it out would attract too much attention and might even expose her system. She was unwilling to take this risk.
Chef Fang also had a bald head. "Then what should we do? She is the imperial concubine."
"Don't worry, the eldest son has taken all the food away. These are all members of the county magistrate's family. They can't embarrass us because of their own family members' problems."
Song Yutong took a deep breath. In fact, she didn't understand the temperament of this so-called imperial concubine.
But there are too many dishes that need to be cooked and too many things that need to be done right now, so we can’t focus on this one thing.
Chef Fang nodded, feeling that what Song Yutong said made some sense, so he felt relieved and went back to his stove to start cooking.
At this moment, a woman dressed like a young lady from the palace walked in. She was elegant and well-behaved at first glance.
"Which chef made the sweet and sour pork that was just served?"
Song Yutong was stunned for a moment, thinking to herself, could he come to the door so soon?
She raised her arms and replied, "It's me!"
"The Imperial Concubine said you did a good job, take the rest!" The woman held her head high, her posture somewhat arrogant.
Judging from the way she spoke and the reminder from the cook beside her, Song Yutong quickly knew the identity of this woman.
She is the so-called eldest maid beside the imperial concubine, Yuqing.
"Aunt Yuqing, the eldest son of the mansion has just taken away all the sweet and sour pork." Song Yutong replied.
Yuqing frowned with a hint of displeasure. "If the eldest son is taken away, won't he do it again? Which is more important, the eldest son, or our imperial concubine? Can't you tell which one is more important?"
Listening to Yu Qing's stern words, Song Yutong sighed slightly, and it became clear in his heart.
Presumably, this noble concubine is not someone to be trifled with.
"It's not difficult to make it again, but it will lack some flavor if the ingredients are missing. If the imperial concubine doesn't mind..."
Before Song Yutong finished speaking, he heard a sharp shout from Yuqing!
"Presumptuous! Even in the eyes of the emperor, our imperial concubine is extremely favored. Even the imperial kitchen dare not send defective meals to the queen's palace. How dare you, a cook in a small restaurant, be so presumptuous?
You really don’t take our queen seriously.”
Yuqing held the rack so big that it really frightened the entire kitchen staff.
Only Song Yutong could tell that Aunt Yuqing was putting on airs and playing tricks on her, deliberately creating the illusion that the current emperor dotes on this noble concubine in the county prince's house.
As a concubine in the palace, all her life's glory and wealth are within the palace walls. No matter how favored she is, there is very little precedent for the emperor to let his concubine leave the palace and return home to visit relatives.
It would be excusable if it was within the capital city, but there might be something fishy about traveling all the way from the capital city back to such a small county town.
Besides, this Aunt Yuqing seems to have rules, but her hands are covered with calluses, like marks left by rough work.
The clothes made of silk and satin obviously didn't fit her slightly.
Song Yutong saw all these details in her eyes. She lowered her head and whispered: "Aunt Yuqing, it's not that I don't take the empress in my eyes, but the fruit used to make this sweet and sour pork loin is not ordinary."
of fruit.”
"It's just a fruit, how can it be special?" Aunt Yuqing thought Song Yutong was quibbling.
"That is the fruit given to the royal family by Religon of Persia. It is called pineapple. If I don't believe it, you can ask the noble concubine."