224, lime orange
"Princess, the young master has been exhausted for the past two days. In addition to the wind and snow yesterday, he woke up with a fever this morning. He just drank the medicinal soup." Chu Yan said.
Gu Qianxue, who was about to go out, was taken aback for a moment, then stopped, "Is he sick? Where is he, I'll go and see." She looked anxious.
"The young master said that there is no need to see a doctor, but I want to taste the princess's craftsmanship for breakfast," Chu Yan said indifferently, and then added, "Especially, the food that I have never tasted before."
"..." Gu Qianxue was speechless, "Doesn't Su Lingxiao just want to eat something he hasn't eaten before? As for cursing himself? He has helped me so much, even if a doctor becomes a cook, I am also happy."
That's right, recently she was either cooking in Wumingju or in Prince Li's Mansion, she suddenly felt that she was a cook in her previous life.
As everyone knows, in order to make some novel snacks, she scratched her heart and thought hard.
But fortunately, Prince Li's Mansion and Wumingju haven't reached the same level of information, and the meals we got together in Prince Li's Mansion can be cooked again in Wumingju.
"Back to the princess, the young master is not cursing himself, he is really sick." Chu Yan frowned slightly, "When Shopkeeper Su greeted you this morning, I heard that the young master was ill, so I wanted to ask the princess to come to go, but the young master only said that he wanted to taste the princess's craftsmanship."
Gu Qianxue rolled her eyes at the ceiling, and secretly scolded Su Lingxiao for his dead temper that likes to hunt for novelties. Then, she said softly to Chu Yan, "Got it, I'm going to the kitchen now."
Chuyan accompanied Gu Qianxue to the kitchen of Wumingju.
For fear that the small kitchen would not have enough materials, Chuyan deliberately took Gu Qianxue to the big kitchen. This was also Gu Qianxue's first visit to Wumingju's big kitchen.
The huge kitchen is clean and tidy, with more than a dozen large stoves working at the same time, and more than 20 cooks performing their duties, cooking different flavors of delicacies.
Whether it's the size of the kitchen or the number of cooks, the little-known Wuming residence is even more particular than Prince Li's Mansion.
Gu Qianxue was surprised, "Chuyan, are there a lot of people in Wumingju? There are so many cooks."
Chu Yan glanced at the kitchen and said, "Back to the princess, the reason why there are so many cooks is not because there are so many servants in Wumingju, but because these cooks come from different countries and regions, and the dishes they are good at are also different. They have to make several dishes every day. Ten delicacies are for the young master to choose, and the young master chooses the rest, and rewards the servants."
Gu Qianxue was even more surprised, "Dozens of dishes every day? Oh my god, is this even more spectacular than the Imperial Dining Room?"
Chuyan didn't answer.
Gu Qianxue suddenly realized something, "Wait, Miss Chuyan, that is to say... Su Lingxiao has eaten all the delicacies in the world?"
"Yes, the young master likes novelty things, and there are many servants who search for rare things or collect rare things all over the world, and report to the young master regularly." Chu Yan said.
The corner of Gu Qianxue's mouth twitched, "Finding novelties is a disease that needs to be cured."
Chuyan stopped chatting with Gu Qianxue, and then entered the kitchen, and said to the cook, "Masters, the young master has an order, and I will use the breakfast prepared by Princess Qianxue this morning. Masters, please hand over the kitchen to Princess Qianxue Bar."
More than 20 cooks who were working hurried over and lined up neatly, "Yes, Princess Qianxue."
Gu Qianxue hurriedly said, "No, no, masters don't need to deliberately give me the kitchen, and I don't need such a big kitchen, just give me a small stove, and the rest is to help me prepare some materials."
What she wants to do is nothing else but the matcha mille-feuille cake that will fascinate Princess Yong'an so much.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Qianxue listed all the materials she needed, and almost instantly, the cooks prepared what she wanted.
Not to mention that the things Gu Qianxue wants are not rare, but rare things, as long as there are things in this world, Wumingju can almost find them.
Although Gu Qianxue explained that there was no need to give up the kitchen, the cooks were very curious about what kind of skills Princess Qianxue could have, which fascinated the young master, and they all gathered around.
Gu Qianxue made butter and whipped cream methodically.
However, thinking that Su Lingxiao is a man, he must not like sweets very much, so he put a lot of sugar less.
After the cream and butter are ready, the dough is kneaded, and the chef who is helping is frying the tea leaves and grinding them into powder.
Half an hour later, the matcha mille-feuille cake was freshly baked.
Because there were enough materials, Gu Qianxue made two cakes, one big and one small.
She pushed the small cake over, "Thank you, masters, for your help. This pastry is called Matcha Mille-Feuille Cake. You have seen how to make it. This small piece is for everyone. Please taste it."
How dare the cooks refuse to eat the food cooked by the young master's guests, let alone the princess who was appointed by the emperor of Nanyue Kingdom.
"Masters, you are welcome. You have tasted the taste. Next time I am not here, if Mr. Su or anyone else wants to eat, you can do it too." He said, cut a piece and handed it to Chu Yan, "Thank you for helping me last night Vigil, and thank you for taking care of me this morning."
Chu Yan raised her dark eyes and looked at the smiling Gu Qianxue. For a moment, her body warmed up, like encountering a warm sun in the cold.
"Thank you." The abnormal did not refuse, took it, dug a spoonful with a spoon, and put it in his mouth.
Seeing that the young master's personal servants had tasted it, the cooks couldn't help but try it.
Immediately afterwards, the kitchen was full of admiration, all admiring that the pastry melted in the mouth, and the taste was soft and mellow.
At this time, Gu Qianxue ran to a shelf in the kitchen. The shelf was huge and full of exotic fruits, and Gu Qianxue unexpectedly found a novel thing on the shelf—oranges!
Oranges are not a rare thing, even in China, they have a long history, because the peel has an aromatic smell, the ancient Chinese used it as a substitute for incense.
There are seeds of this genus in the ancient tomb cultural relics of the Western Han Dynasty unearthed in Mawangdui, a suburb of Changsha City, Hunan Province. According to textual research, it is believed to be the seeds of yuzu orange, and it was believed to be one of the materials used as incense to bury the body and preserve the body intact.
And Nanyue country actually has oranges.
Gu Qianxue reached out to take off the orange, put it under her nose and smelled it, the long-lost smell made her nose sore, and she wanted to cry.
A cook found out and hurried to explain, "Master Qianxue, this thing is called sour fruit, it tastes sour, and it's used to pickle preserves."
"Understood, thank you." Sour fruit, what a strange name.
Gu Qianxue took a knife casually, cut a small piece, put it in her mouth and tasted it, it was really sour, but the taste was stronger than modern oranges.
"Everyone, who can squeeze out the juice from this orange?" Gu Qianxue lifted up the orange.
Although the cooks didn't understand what Princess Qianxue was doing with the sour fruit, someone still volunteered to press the juice.
Gu Qianxue said, "This sour fruit is a good thing. It is rich in vitamin C and can improve immunity." Then he said to Chu Yan, "Immunity is the ability to resist disease, which is what Mr. Su needs most. .”
225, Su Lingxiao's Preferences