When it's time to cook dinner, Mu Yunsheng also went to the kitchen to help. Looking at the surplus materials, he made another assorted meatball.
After doing well, song mianqiao got permission to taste one first. The taste of Meatballs It's much better than what he did himself.
Song mianqiao was a little depressed. With the same material and the same method, why is mu Yunsheng so delicious?
He looked dejected. Mu Yunsheng was washing vegetables beside him. He wanted to pretend that he couldn't see them.
"What's the matter with you? Is the pill I made so bad? Look, you're almost crying... "
Song mianqiao's heart was filled with an irrepressible frustration. "It's the same material and the same way. Why do you make balls that taste better than mine?"
Mu Yunsheng put down his dishes and tasted a pill.
The delicate tip of the tongue, the delicious taste is gradually diffused, and the taste of the assorted meatballs is even more appetizing
She was stunned when she tasted it. Although she was confident that her cooking skills were definitely better than most people, she was definitely not unmatched. She relied on her own knowledge and future dishes. Even in the kitchen god competition, she relied on fresh dishes to attract attention. But now, she has a subtle improvement in her craft I was surprised at every step.
"Maybe it's the heat. You know, a little bit of difference can cause a huge difference in taste."
Mu Yunsheng thought about it and could only answer in this way.
At night, in the dead of night, Mu Yunsheng's spirit floated into the space.
In the space, a large area of sugarcane, vegetables and fruits are growing vigorously, and the soil under the feet is no different from before. Apart from crops, there is no difference at all.
Mu Yunsheng is very depressed. She has a kind of intuition that her cooking skills are improving, which definitely has a huge relationship with space. As for what the relationship is, she really doesn't know.
There are still three days to go before the promotion of the kitchen god competition. While she is busy waiting on Lao Taijun's three meals a day, she is busy trying new dishes and determining which dish to use.
She forced herself to stop thinking and go to sleep.
In the government house, Mu Yunsheng was still preparing the meal for the old prince. Steward Zhang led a cook in, and said with a friendly face: "this is the big kitchen of the government house. If you have anything to buy, just say that you will be the chef in charge of the kitchen. You are specially responsible for the meal needs of your masters. So far, you only need to be responsible for master Biao Three meals a day... "
After the porridge was served, Mu Yunsheng looked up at the new chef, and at that moment, he suddenly exclaimed that it was not good.
It's really a narrow road. Isn't Li Hu the one who quarreled with himself in the kitchen god contest?
There are thousands of cooks in the capital. Why did this man come here!
Mu Yunsheng complained incessantly in his heart, but he had to smile on the surface: "I'm the new chef. I'm specially responsible for the diet of Lao Taijun. Please give me more advice in the future."
Li Hu recognized the man at a glance. He had a dark face and was embarrassed. When he thought that he was the chef of the big kitchen now, he reluctantly found a little confidence and said, "I don't dare to teach you! I just hope you don't cause me any trouble! This is the government of the people's Republic of China. It's not a restaurant for the kitchen god competition... "
Mu Yunsheng didn't want to argue with this kind of people. He answered casually and left with porridge.
Ah, it's getting more and more difficult for the government to stay.
Li Hu watched her leave, turned around and asked the steward next to her, "is she a servant of this family?" Li Hu's eyes flashed deep meaning, slightly frowning, people can't guess what he was thinking.
"Are you talking about Miss mu? It's a joke. Miss Mu is not a slave. She's an expert specially invited by our son. She's specially for our old prince to take care of his body.... "
Steward Zhang wants to make friends with the new cook, so he will try his best to answer his questions.
In Li Hu's eyes, he was disappointed. The kitchen god competition stipulated that humble people could not participate in the competition. Unfortunately, if Mu Yunsheng was a slave in the town government, he could go and report to the judges.
I personally sent porridge to Lao Taijun. Old Tai Jun eats very well, and his appetite is getting better day by day. Eating well, the old lady's face is also ruddy, and her speech is no longer as powerless as before. "The time of January is coming. I like your craft very much. I don't know if you and I are willing to continue to be responsible for my meals?"
Old Tai Jun put down his spoon and asked. Although before, she wanted to get rid of this man and stop making trouble at home.
Unfortunately, this meeting also tasted Mu Yunsheng's increasingly sophisticated cooking skills. Lao Taijun also regretted that he should not have been so impulsive at the beginning.
"Thank you for your respect. I have to think about it carefully. After all, there are many trivial things at home. On the one hand, I'm worried that the meals prepared for old Tai Jun are not perfect. On the other hand, now old Tai Jun's body conditioning course is not finished. It's too early to say that..."
Mu Yunsheng hit a thousand respectfully, with a low eyebrow and eyes, and a submissive tone. He was obviously in a low voice. When he made it out of her, he didn't feel humble. On the contrary, he felt more graceful and gentle.Old Tai Jun, who wanted to agree immediately, was a little angry when he heard the refusal. He just wanted to scold her. When he saw her gentle posture, his anger disappeared unconsciously.
"In that case, you should go back and think about it. There are so many people who want to do the government's job..."
Mu Yunsheng was not angry at all. She escaped from the disaster psychologically. "Thank you very much for your tolerance. When you go back, you will consider carefully and live up to your tolerance."
Mu Yunsheng cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, turned around and stepped down. The purple clothes beside him said something to the old lady with a smile, and then turned around to catch up with her.
On both sides of the road outside rongxitang, there are really many flowers. Walking on the cobblestone road, Mu Yunsheng can't help slowing down. It's a pity if he missed such a beautiful scenery.
"Miss mu, please wait a moment." Purple clothes in a hurry to catch up, slightly panting, we can see how urgent she was just chasing.
"What's the matter? Girl in purple Mu Yunsheng looks at her suspiciously. How can this person always talk to himself again and again? If it wasn't for Lao Taijun's orders, it would be no good for her to come to her.
"Miss mu, you refuse Lao Taijun so many times It's easy to get angry... "
As soon as Mu Yunsheng listened to what the other party was saying, he had already guessed what she would say next.
I'm sorry, you think carefully. I really don't have time to take care of it. If you want to be wordy, please don't talk about me.
"Girl in purple, I have something important to do. If the old lady doesn't have any orders, I'll do it first."
Mu Yunsheng interrupted him with a smile.