Seeing that at Zhu Jing's table, the three top nobles all looked at him, but Chu Ying still looked nonchalant. However, after complaining, he suddenly changed the subject, "But this pumpkin soup is good, fragrant and with a hint of freshness. After it grows, leave me five kilograms of this pumpkin every month! I've already said that I don't have money, and I don't want it if it's too expensive!"
Qi Jingshan also laughed and said, "I'm old, and this spicy taste is too harsh on my throat. I often cough in winter, and this taste is really a bit unbearable. But these potatoes are crispy, and if they are simply fried with vinegar, they should taste good. Moreover, I am also curious about the method Zhang Shou just mentioned of boiling potatoes in salt water and then peeling and mashing them. Of course, this pumpkin soup is even better."
"If they grow well, just give me three to five kilograms of potatoes and pumpkins every month."
Hearing this, Ge Yong grinned unconsciously. He had tasted both dishes. The taste was secondary. Just from the taste, he had already vaguely realized the role of these things in replacing rice and flour. If it was really easy to grow, and could be grown on some wasteland, then he was sure that many farmers would be interested in trying it.
Compared with the predicament of having to dig up tree roots and grass to eat in years of famine, and compared with the misery of having to swallow Guanyin soil even though one knows that eating it will kill one, as long as these crops brought from overseas are easier to grow than wheat and rice, why not promote them
So, Grand Tutor Ge smiled and said, "Zhang Shou, whatever you grow here in the capital, leave me ten kilograms of each. There are many people in my family, and if you take a share, there won't be much left!"
At this moment, Princess Yongping felt that today's imperial chef selection competition seemed to have turned into a food recommendation conference. The six important figures in front of her, who were either senior, had made great contributions, or were favored by the emperor, did not care much about the taste, but were more concerned about the ingredients from overseas. She had been cautious and had not moved her chopsticks just now, but finally couldn't help but stretched out her chopsticks.
Seeing that Zhu Ying noticed that she only picked up one potato shred, she raised the corner of her mouth and sneered. Princess Yongping, who had long been accustomed to it, was too lazy to pay attention to her. After tasting it carefully, she was prepared and did not feel that it was too spicy. Instead, the perfect spiciness brought out the freshness and fragrance. Not only did she not feel disgusted, but she even had the urge to take two more bites.
Fortunately, she has always had strong self-control. She put down her chopsticks and scooped a spoonful of pumpkin soup. After drinking it, her eyes lit up. She felt that the slightly sweet taste perfectly relieved the remaining spicy taste in her mouth.
As she savored the food, she looked up again and found that the two dishes were already empty. Zhu Ying even looked at her innocently and said, "There are so many chefs participating in the competition and so many dishes, so we only need to taste a little of each dish served. Otherwise, how can we have an appetite to eat the rest and how can we finish it?"
Hearing this, Zhang Shou smiled. That was what he said, and it sounded reasonable, but Zhu Ying took advantage of Princess Yongping's inattention and secretly moved to the side, and whispered to the eunuch to save it for Ah Liu later. Did he think he didn't hear it