After everyone retreated, Jiang Xiao was about to leave, but unexpectedly he was stopped by the emperor.
"Xiao Jiu, don't leave now." Jiang Xiaojiu turned his head with a respectful look on his face, looked at the emperor, and asked, "What are your instructions?"
The emperor looked at Jiang Xiaojiu with anticipation and asked, "Xiaojiu, are you really sure to bring this imperial kitchen well?"
Jiang Xiaojiu hesitated for a moment, looked at the emperor, then bit her lip, frowned and said, "Weichen can give it a try. After all, there were too many loopholes before, and Xiaojiu was afraid that she would not be able to block them all for the time being."
The emperor nodded happily when he saw this, and said to Jiang Xiaojiu with a smile: "Since that's the case, just try it. There is no problem, I will take care of you."
Jiang Xiaojiu immediately walked to the imperial kitchen and saw that every cook had been punished just now. She felt like she had survived the disaster and wanted to come over to please the emperor.
When Jiang Xiaojiu saw one or two of them panic, she was both angry and funny. After all, this matter was not done by anyone taking the initiative. At the beginning, this deputy was instructed by him, which was an open secret.
Jiang Xiaojiu took out a lot of apples from the bag next to her, then put them on the chopping board and said, "Brothers and sisters, come to work after eating apples. I hope you can be safe and safe!"
A chef who led the lead looked at Jiang Xiaojiu and said with a trembling look on his face: "God Xiaojiu, are you listening to you or your deputy now? He told us not to cook such good food."
Jiang Xiaojiu took out a jade pendant given by the emperor in her hand and said to the chef: "Don't you know this? Maybe he was your savior before, but now it's not. Now I have the final say in everything!"
The chefs quickly lowered their heads honestly and said to Jiang Xiaojiu: "Then we will rely on you in our lives from now on."
Jiang Xiaojiu saw a portion of simmered abalone on the menu. This thing takes eight hours to simmer and boil the broth to taste.
Jiang Xiaojiu looked at the master who was making soup and was working hard to fan the air outlet of the stove with her hands. She felt a little distressed and ran to the master and said, "Master, this is not what I see when it comes to the heat, right? There are eight more people.
In an hour, when will you do this?"
The master looked at Jiang Xiaojiu tremblingly and said with a sad look: "Supervisor, you don't know, my family is a poor man. Even if I don't have a complete bowl and chopsticks, I'm all relying on me to be the chef in the palace.
I heard from our immediate boss that if we had no job, we might have to eat dirt."
Jiang Xiaojiu asked with concern: "Old man, how many people are there in your family? Why do you have to come out to work when you are so old?"
The old man looked at Jiang Xiaojiu with tears and snot, and talked about the miserable situation in his family. It turned out that the boss died when he was young. It was because he cooked good food that he entered the imperial kitchen.
However, after entering the imperial kitchen, the manager at that time told me not to try my best to make delicious food. I should keep my hands frequently so that I can hold my appetite.
Now that I heard that I wanted to make half-baked beef, he personally put out the fire when the beef was about to cook.
Everyone is a chef, and no one doesn’t know about those tricks, it just depends on whether this person is willing to expose it.
Since seeing Jiang Xiaojiu for most of the day, the chef honestly prepared the abalone sauce.
When it was lunch, Jiang Xiaojiu personally handed the prepared abalone to the emperor. The emperor had never seen such delicious dishes before. He looked at Jiang Hexi and asked, "Did you make it in this imperial kitchen?"
Jiang Hexi nodded, pointed to the imperial kitchen that was still smoking, and said to the emperor: "Of course, I couldn't cook well before. That's because all the chefs said they wanted to keep a hand, so they couldn't do their best."
The emperor angrily put the bowl in his hand on the table, looked at Jiang Hexi and said, "Xiaoxi, who is doing the trouble here? Do I want me to help you settle him?"
Jiang Hexi smiled slightly, looked at the emperor and said, "There are so many bad people in the world. If the emperor wants to settle them one by one, how can he be busy?
I said that if there are no bad people, maybe a few such black sheep will emerge from the good people.”
The emperor looked at Jiang Hexi with a faint admiration in his eyes. After all, although her words were a bit poisonous, they were at least heartfelt words.
The emperor looked at the proud deputy next to him. I'm afraid Jiang Xiaojiu is unwilling to speak because this deputy is by his side and he doesn't want to offend him. The emperor frowned and smiled and said, "Since Xiaojiu, you are so capable, I'm afraid you want one."
The deputy is a waste of talent. Otherwise, would he let the deputy go home to recuperate?"
Jiang Hexi understood the emperor's intention and looked at the deputy, but saw that the deputy's former look of beating and bullying was gone, and instead he was begging with a humble and humble begging.
Jiang Xiaojiu seemed to see words in his eyes that if she could speak for him, he would give her good words.
So, she smiled when she wanted to get, looked at the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, I think this deputy is young and powerful. If he retires so quickly, it would be too insulting to have talents. Our Daliang is a country that values talents and cannot do it.
Such a waste."
The deputy next to him looked at Jiang Hexi with expectations in his eyes, as if he had become a dog of Jiang Xiaojiu.
The emperor nodded and looked at Jiang Xiaojiu. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaojiu changed his subject and said to the emperor: "However, I feel that there are very few people who brush toilets in Xinzheku, why don't he let him clean the toilet there?"
The adjutant immediately shouted at Jiang Xiaojiu, "Xiaojiu, you can destroy the bridge when you cross the river!"
Jiang Xiaojiu just looked at the adjutant meaningfully, with a very fierce character in her eyes.
The emperor looked at the adjutant and smiled and said, "Didn't the matter of the fire in the imperial kitchen really have nothing to do with you? I didn't pursue it, but I just didn't want to pursue it, which doesn't mean I don't know!"
The adjutant still looked resistant, but the people around him didn't see his expression at all. They joined the head and tail, then added him and pulled him into Xinzheku.
The emperor looked at Jiang Xiaojiu with a hint of guilt and said, "I am really too careless about these things. If you hadn't come back and presided over the imperial kitchen again, this kind of tragedy would have continued."
Jiang Xiaojiu looked at the emperor happily, shook her head, and said to him: "Your Majesty is wrong. In fact, this matter was not done by Xiaojiu, but by the prince's guidance."