Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Seeing Li Xin's confident face, Empress Changsun smiled and scolded: "You have been pampered since childhood, when did you know how to cook? How dare you compare yourself to the royal chef in the palace? I really don't know where your confidence comes from."

Seeing that Empress Changsun didn't believe it, Li Xin said: "If the empress doesn't believe it, then I'll go to the imperial dining room and cook two dishes for you to try."

Empress Changsun quickly stopped her and said: "You are a prince, can you be more careful in your manners and pay attention to your demeanor. Where have you forgotten the old master's motto that a gentleman stays away from cooking? Sit down for me."

Li Xin said with a smile: "My Tang Dynasty has always ruled the world with benevolence and filial piety. As a minister, I thought that my mother had not eaten well these days, so I specially cooked two dishes for my mother to taste. Comparable to the good stories of lying on the ice begging for carp and Zilu carrying rice in the past, how could it damage the majesty of my lord, it should increase my reputation instead."

Empress Changsun was angry and funny, but she couldn't think of words to refute Li Xin for a while. While she was having a headache, Li Xin had already got up quickly and walked out of the hall. The servant waiting outside dared not disobey his order, so he followed his will and led him towards the imperial dining room.

Seeing that Li Xin had gone far away, Empress Changsun couldn't help but call Li Xin back, so she shook her head with a wry smile and let him go.

Gong'e, who had been standing beside her for a long time, bowed her body and said, "The prince is so filial, it's really my mother's blessing."

Empress Changsun said with a smile: "Bi Hua, don't be too happy for me. I don't know what kind of food this monkey will serve me. I don't expect extravagant taste. I just hope he cooks the food well. Just in case I don’t feel sick to my stomach after eating.”

Bi Hua covered her face with a straight smile, and said, "If the prince is so confident, it shouldn't be so bad."

Empress Changsun sighed and said, "I hope so."

On the other side, Li Xin has already arrived at the imperial dining room. Generally speaking, the kitchens in the world are almost the same, and the kitchen of the emperor's house is no different from that of other houses, except that it is bigger and more spacious, and there are more pots.

Several cooks who were busy in the kitchen were startled by the purple python robe on Li Xin's body, and they all knelt down on the ground, saluting again and again, not knowing what happened. While trembling with fear, they heard Li Xin say casually: "Let me use the kitchen, just leave two people to help me, and let the rest go out first."

Only the prince can wear the purple python robe, but what is the identity of the prince? How could you come to a place like the Imperial Dining Room? He kept saying that he wanted to borrow the kitchen

The cooks couldn't figure it out, but finally followed Li Xin's order and left two people to help, while the rest fled the kitchen one after another.

No wonder they couldn't figure it out, the only princes in the world who could cook by themselves were Li Xin and his family.

Li Xin didn't bother to pay attention to other people's thoughts. His strong self-confidence as a reborn makes him always full of courage to go his own way.

What's wrong with the next chef? Very problematic?

He doesn't care what these crappy cooks think, he only cares about whether he can quickly serve delicious food to Empress Zhangsun.

Fortunately, although the chefs in the imperial dining room are not very professional, the ingredients are really good and complete. Beef, mutton, chicken, duck, fish, etc., Li Xin has almost everything he wants, very fresh, and the green that he should have. There are also a lot of dishes and condiments.

Li Xin nodded in satisfaction, and secretly decided what dish he would like to eat—if it is a nourishing dish for autumn, the best choice would be black-bone chicken and astragalus soup, right?

If you want to say how superb Li Xin's culinary skills are, there is actually no such thing. At least his knife skills and heat may not be regarded as anything in front of the professional cooks of later generations, but in the current Datang, with his leading Datang has thousands of years of food concept, he can create countless amazing food.

With the help of two helpers, Li Xin quickly finished the black-bone chicken and astragalus soup, along with a pile of refreshing seasonal vegetables, served with a bowl of white rice, which made people's index fingers move. Li Xin nodded in satisfaction. He believed that such food would definitely whet the appetite of Empress Changsun.

The servant consciously picked up the plate and returned to the Lizheng Hall with Li Xin.

"Your Majesty, I'm back, hurry up and try the soup I made." Li Xin came to kneel down beside Empress Changsun with great interest. The waiter silently placed the plate in front of the two of them.

There is chicken soup in the brown casserole, and the fragrance evaporates along the cracks. Empress Changsun sniffed it, her eyes lit up, and she smiled at Li Daoxin, "It's delicious beyond my expectation, but I don't know how it tastes."

Li Xin said with a smile: "It must be better than the imperial chef in the palace. The empress will know if she tastes it."

Empress Changsun was noncommittal. Bi Hua opened the lid of the casserole for her, and the white chicken was soaked in the golden soup, releasing the aroma even more unscrupulously. She picked up the spoon, scooped up a small sip, brought it to her lips, blew it cool, and then drank it.

Li Xin stared intently at the graceful movements of Empress Changsun, and asked expectantly, "How is it?"

Empress Changsun nodded in satisfaction, with sparkles in her eyes, and said: "Not bad. It is indeed better than the chicken soup usually delivered by the imperial dining room." As she spoke, she tasted the seasonal vegetables again, with an expression on her face. more satisfied.

Li Xin said with a smile: "Look, I didn't lie to you, did I? If the empress still wants to eat, I will make other dishes for you when I return to the palace. I will also have many other dishes."

Empress Changsun shook her head with a smile, and said: "Once or twice is enough, I know you are filial. You are a prince after all, don't go to the kitchen all day and cause people to gossip. Speaking of it, it seems that this is really the first time I eat What about the dishes you cook. You were raised by Bengong, why did you live alone in Ligong for two years, and even your cooking skills have improved so much, who taught you?"

As she spoke, she raised her head and looked at Li Xin's expression.

Li Xin waved his hand and said: "Where is the need for someone to teach? My son is delicious, but the cook in the house is not to my liking, so I have to cook by myself. As time goes by, it will naturally."

Empress Changsun nodded and said, "I see."

She paused for a while, then said again: "Your Majesty said that some time ago, you asked Old Duke Cheng to write a book about the management of wounded barracks. What is it called, isn't it?"

Li Xin nodded and said, "Yes."

Empress Changsun asked: "Can this thing really reduce the death rate of wounded soldiers?"

Li Xin nodded and said, "Of course it can." Then, he explained the theory of microbiology roughly again. Empress Changsun nodded while listening.

"How did you know such a weird thing?" Empress Changsun asked slowly.

A flash of lightning flashed through Li Xinxin, and he finally realized the deep meaning of Empress Changsun.