Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years!
What's more, Ying Zheng has been losing for six or seven years in a row. It's strange that he is not afraid now!
No matter how much Ying Feiyu persuaded him, Ying Zheng made up his mind and refused to gamble.
With a joking smile on his face, Ying Feiyu continued: "This glutinous rice dumpling, also known as Yuanxiao, is indeed made from glutinous rice flour. The method is simple. I am preparing to publish it in the newspaper to popularize it to the people so that they can taste it. Come to this soft, glutinous and sweet delicacy!”
"Huh? Your boy is indeed different after becoming the emperor...!"
Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, and he looked at Ying Feiyu with admiration, "In the past, you used to use any good things you had to open a shop to make money, but now you know how to publish them in newspapers, so that people can eat delicious food without leaving home!"
"Father, even if I publish it in the newspapers, the taste of what people cook at home is not as good as the one in the store. It is useless even if it is published!"
"How is that possible? Just say you can't let go if you don't want to, don't make those useless excuses!"
Ying Zheng scoffed at his words and didn't believe them at all.
"What Erchen said is true. Barbecue, wok stew and roast duck involve a lot of spices. The dosage, amount and time of each spice must be strictly controlled, and the ingredients are accurately prepared according to the amount of ingredients!"
"Take roast duck as an example. You need to adjust the amount and time of the marinade according to the size and fatness of the duck, as well as the heat during roasting. If anything is wrong, it will fail!"
"Before the roast duck restaurant opened, it took many tests to master the experience! People can't make the same taste as in the store at home, and they have to spend a lot of money to buy spices! With that kind of money, you can buy a roast duck and eat it back home. enough!"
"It's just like the same recipe, the dishes made by the imperial chef and the chef of the palace have completely different tastes!"
"The glutinous rice balls are different. Although everyone's creations will be different, they are basically the same. They are all sweet and soft!"
Ying Feiyu sputtered a lot to defend himself.
"Okay, okay, you're the only one with more excuses!"
Ying Zheng said while eating glutinous rice balls crazily.
"Er Chen, this is no excuse! Just like in the past, the people of Qin could also barbecue, but why were they not as delicious as Er Chen's? Why were the ancient soups not as delicious as Er Chen's hot pot? This is the truth!"
Ying Feiyu firmly refused to admit that this was an excuse.
Using the same method, everyone makes something that tastes different.
In addition to his shop in the city, there are many other shops that have followed suit such as barbecue and roast duck, so can't they just have some soup? You can't make much money at all!
The reason is that the taste is so-so.
Even if they are like this, if the people cook at home, the taste will definitely be worse, and they may have to spend all the money to buy the ingredients.
It’s better to go directly to the store to eat every now and then!
"Okay, you kid can figure it out on your own!"
This time, Ying Zheng was truly speechless.
No matter what he says, this kid has a bunch of excuses waiting for him!
"Tangyuan is similar to steamed buns. Even if the taste is different, the difference is not too big!"
Ying Feiyu smiled.
"Okay, okay, okay, you are the only one who is right!"
Ying Zheng looked helpless.
Anyway, it has nothing to do with him whether he popularizes the people or opens a shop to make money.
The money he earns will not go into his pocket, so this kid can do whatever he wants!
"The glutinous rice balls were made by my ministers today. How about making the glutinous rice balls a delicacy on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month?"
Ying Feiyu took advantage of the situation and raised the matter.
"Yeah! Feiyu's idea is good! We have moon cakes on the Mid-Autumn Festival and glutinous rice balls on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. It's a good idea!"
Before Ying Zheng could express his opinion, Lian'er nodded repeatedly, and then asked Ying Zheng's opinion with a smile, "Brother Zheng, what do you think?"
Not to mention anything else, Lian'er's smiling face alone made people feel comfortable. How could he refuse?
"I have no objection!"
It was nothing more than more delicacies on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, which was a sacrificial day. It didn't matter to Ying Zheng, so he nodded in agreement.
"I will tell you later and let the newspaper publish it in the newspaper!"
After everything that needed to be said was said, a few people started chatting about everyday things.
Ying Zheng asked about the government affairs, and Lian'er asked about the harem.
About an hour later, Ying Feiyu came out of the gate of Yuxiu Palace!
Even if you don't want to review those memorials, you still have to take a quick look at them, and you can't just ignore them.
But before he could walk through the door of the royal study, he spotted a sneaky figure in the corner from the corner of his eye.
Ying Feiyu flashed and walked around behind the man without noticing.
"Lingsi?"
His name sounded from behind, and it was the voice he was most afraid of. Ling Si's hair suddenly stood up, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"
Ling Si shivered and turned around slowly.
"What are you doing sneaking around here? You still haven't changed your old habits, right? You still want to find out my whereabouts and report it to your father?"
Ying Feiyu held his smooth chin and walked around him, looking up and down.
It was because of this guy's snitching that he had to deal with it. Could it be that a few years have passed and the old habit has returned?
"No... no... I don't dare! I don't dare!"
Ling Si's legs were so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.
"Don't you dare? Then why are you so sneaky?"
Ying Feiyu's voice suddenly rose and he shouted.
"Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, please spare your life!"
This voice directly frightened the Black Ice Terrace Captain to his knees.
"You must have something wrong with you!"
Seeing his appearance, Ying Feiyu became even more convinced.
"No, no, no, no, no!"
Ling Si quickly waved his hand.
"Then what are you guilty of?"
Ying Feiyu pressed forward step by step and kept asking questions.
"General... This general is here to retire and return to his hometown. I hope your majesty will grant you permission!"
Ling Si knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.
His responsibility is to protect His Majesty, and to inquire about the public trends for His Majesty, as well as what ministers are doing in private, and whether there is anything out of bounds.
Of course, these princes are also included.
Among these princes, the former Crown Prince was the most capable of causing trouble, so he reported the most to His Majesty, and often offended His Majesty.
Now His Majesty has become the Supreme Emperor, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has taken over the throne. I guess he will have to deal with him sooner or later.
The reason why there is no action now is because I have just returned to the palace, there are too many things to do, and it is the New Year, so I have no time to spare!
It is estimated that it won't take long, and I will definitely have to find a reason to deal with him and avenge him for the past.
At that time, if he couldn't save everything, his family would have to be implicated, so after thinking about it, he still felt that it was more important to give up his current job, save his head, and save his family!
