Chapter 444

"I'm just opportunistic."

Take the move, wipe the sweat with a handkerchief, look at the expressions of Feng an and Feng Zhong, you will know what they are thinking, Xia Xi said with a smile.

Two people to see one eye, at the same time look to wind Che.

The wind Che facial expression is no different, take down the single robe that throws on the weapon shelf, put on, "go."

Fubo was waiting outside the martial arts training field. He saw several people come out and came forward. "Lord, someone is coming in the imperial dining room. They want to see you."

"Keep them waiting."

Fubo should be, happily back to one side.

The prince had a fight with the future Princess. He saw it clearly just now. He knew that the princess had such a good skill. He was not happy. They needed such a master when they fought in the palace.

He went back to the main hospital, took a bath, had breakfast, and played two more games of chess. Fengche asked Fubo to lead people in.

After waiting for more than an hour, the chief manager was so anxious that he had to step on the road in front of Prince Zhan's house and wait for Fubo to come out.

"Chief manager, our Lord is awake. Please come in."

The chief manager can't wait to get in. He is walking very fast.

Feng Che sits in the reception hall, holding a cup of tea in his hand. The tea curls and the fragrance of tea wafts out.

"Lord Zhan."

The chief manager bowed to the end.

Prince Zhan has a noble status. They salute respectfully when they see him on weekdays, not to mention asking for help today.

Feng Che put down the tea cup and said, "what's the matter with me, chief manager?"

After waiting for an hour, the chief manager was really worried. He didn't beat around the Bush and said directly, "the emperor wants to eat mutton kebabs, but none of us in the imperial dining room can do it. The slave comes here and wants to ask the king to help."

Wind Che wring eyebrow, "help?"

The chief manager said in a hurry, "we won't let Lord Zhan help in vain."

He also heard that Prince Zhan's house could not give him a thousand taels of silver. When he came, he prepared a lot of silver bills.

Feng Che shook his head, "it's not about helping or not. This mutton kebab is made by my wife. Her craftsmanship is not known to the outside world. What's more, she is going to open a shop in Beijing. If she teaches it to you and leaks it, who will make up for the loss? "

Poop!

The chief manager knelt down.

If you can't make a mutton kebab, the emperor has to skin him.

"Lord Zhan, please help me. I will never forget my kindness."

"This..."

Fengche is in a dilemma.

The chief manager shivered and took out a purse. "There are five thousand taels of silver in it, please..."

"What are you doing?"

The breeze Che sinks a voice, "you save these silver tickets also not easy, quickly put away, I send a person to ask Xi son, see if she is willing to help you."“

The sweat on the chief manager's forehead is dripping, and his eyebrows are all wet. Prince Zhan wants to accept the money, but he still has the bottom in his heart, but he doesn't accept it,

Shaking his voice, "Wang Ye..."

"Get up first."

The chief manager couldn't help but get up.

The wind Che called Fu Bo to come in, let him go to ask personally.

Fubo walked slowly, and it took a lot of time to come back and forth, "prince, the princess said yes. But ask the chief manager to wait for a while. The mutton needs to be salted

The chief manager opened his mouth and wanted to let the little eunuch learn from him. They just went back to the imperial dining room to do it. He thought that it was the unique skill of the princess Zhan. They wanted to keep the money and could not reveal it to them. He closed his mouth and waited anxiously.

An hour later, the chief manager held a charcoal stove with ten mutton kebabs on it, followed by a little eunuch, with cumin powder, fennel powder, pepper noodles and chili noodles in his hand, and hurried out of the palace.

Before he got into the carriage, the chief manager urged him to go back to the palace

palace

Seeing that the emperor's lunch time, the chief manager has not come, the imperial dining room people feel their heads on the blade.

The steward was even more frightened, and the cold sweat on his forehead came out one after another.

"Come back, chief manager!"

I don't know who yelled, but the steward ran out. He saw the chief manager holding a small iron stove with mutton kebabs on it. He was so happy that he called out, "get out of the way!"

They gave way, and the chief manager went in with the stove and put it on the special table.

At the beginning of May, he held the stove for a long time. His clothes were wet through, and he leaned on the desk and panted heavily.

The steward ran over and fanned him with both hands, "chief manager, you've come back. If you don't come back again, no one will want to keep our head today."

After a long rest, the chief manager felt relieved. Smelling the aroma of mutton kebabs, he swallowed and waved, "it's time to serve."

"No way."

The manager stopped him, "chief manager, we haven't tasted this dish yet."

This is not made by the imperial dining room, but brought in from the outside. In case the emperor eats something, let alone them, even their nine families will be destroyed!

The chief manager raised his foot and kicked him, and he staggered. "This was done by Princess Zhan himself. Do you suspect that she poisoned the emperor?"

The steward slapped himself in a hurry. "The chief steward calmed down. I'm wrong."

"Serve

The dishes were served one by one.

The emperor sat in his chair and watched the same dishes coming in. His face turned black until he saw the mutton kebab.

"Bring that to me!"

The eunuch quickly brought it.

"Zhang De."

Mr. Zhang came forward, picked up a bunch of mutton kebabs, pulled down a piece of mutton with chopsticks, put it in a prepared bowl, picked it up, and put another pair of chopsticks in his mouth.

Fragrance floated, Zhang Gonggong in front of a bright, "emperor, delicious."

Then he put the rest in front of the emperor.

The emperor picked it up and looked at the bamboo stick. He frowned in disgust. He thought that the emperor, like the country women, ate the bamboo stick.

"Let them change next time."

Mr. Zhang should.

The Emperor just took a bite. The fragrance spread in his mouth. It turned out that he had never tasted it before. They ate the rest and went to get another string.

"The emperor."

Zhang Gonggong stopped him. Mutton kebabs are different from other dishes. They are made one by one. He has to taste them one by one.

Xia Xi made small bunches. There was not much meat on one of them. She deliberately made the top bunches into large pieces. As a result, after father-in-law Zhang tested the poison, there was very little mutton left on each bunches.

All finished, the emperor felt that he had not stuffed enough teeth, "come on, let them get some more."

When the news came to the imperial dining room, the chief manager's legs were weak and almost knelt on the ground. The little eunuch on one side quickly helped him.

"It's over, it's over!"

Cried the chief manager.