"snort!"
What answered her was an angry snort from the Master of Zixiao Pavilion.
"By the way, this is just a hot dish. I also want four cold dishes, four desserts, and four kinds of preserves. Before the food is served, bring me a pot of good tea. Just the kind you drink in your room, uncle." I'm not picky, I can take care of myself casually, right?" Shen Ning winked at the Master of Zixiao Pavilion with a smile.
The master of Zixiao Pavilion felt that his self-cultivation was good enough, but in this short half-day, he almost failed several times, and his lungs almost exploded with anger.
He took a deep breath and exhaled it forcefully before he could speak.
"Come here!" he shouted.
"Go, prepare a Bangbang chicken and a braised oxtail..."
His memory was indeed not bad, and he recounted the dishes Shen Ning ordered word for word.
The disciple in black clicked his tongue when he heard this and couldn't help but said: "Pavilion Master, are you going to invite distinguished guests to dinner? I don't know how many guests will come and where they will eat, so disciples can make arrangements in advance."
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion snorted and pointed at Shen Ning: "She is the only one."
"Just... is this girl alone? But ten people can't eat all these dishes." The disciple in black looked at Shen Ning dumbfounded.
No matter how you look at it, this slender little beauty doesn't look like a foodie. She might not be able to finish even one dish.
"Hey, little brother, your pavilion master invited me to dinner, and it's not a waste of your money. Why are you reluctant to part with it? Is there any need for you to save money for your pavilion master!" Shen Ning smiled at the disciple in black. road.
When the disciple in black saw her smiling face, his heart suddenly jumped and he was speechless.
"Get out of here! Cook it quickly. If one dish is missing, you can go to the back mountain and face the wall for a year!" The master of Zixiao Pavilion said coldly, while glaring at the disciple.
"Yes, yes, disciple, do it immediately."
Half an hour later, freshly cooked dishes were served, steaming hot and fragrant.
Shen Ning pulled the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk and put all the dishes on the desk. Then she lifted up her chopsticks, picked up a piece of tendon, put it into her mouth, chewed it, and praised: "It's not bad, the taste is really not bad." , Uncle, I found that all of your disciples have good cooking skills, and this dish is really good!"
She was telling the truth. Each of the dishes that were served could be said to be delicious in color, flavor and taste. They were not inferior to the chefs in the imperial kitchen. They reminded her of Mr. Qianmian. He also had a superb skill. Cooking skills.
"Hmph!" The Master of Zixiao Pavilion saw that she was eating deliciously, but he could not vent the suffocation in his chest.
"Uncle, you are really lucky. All the disciples you have accepted can cook. Hey, maybe I was wrong. It should be said that you have good cooking skills, and you just taught them a few tricks, and they did this. Yes, am I right?"
"Hmph!" The Master of Zixiao Pavilion snorted again, but the tone of this snort was more like acquiescence.
Shen Ning knew that she had guessed correctly.
Strange, what is the origin of the master of Zixiao Pavilion
She kept observing, but found that the more she knew, the harder it was to guess.
"Uncle, you are really nice to me. You give me good food and drink. If this keeps up, I won't be able to leave. It would be nice to live here for the rest of my life. If I come back to the palace, there will be no one like uncle. If you do this, you can eat whatever you want." She suddenly put down her chopsticks and sighed.