I wanted to have a report performance to let Li Zhi see the quality of the children of Guanlong, but who knew that Master Jia's song "Zhongnan Mountain" made them feel ashamed and refused to show off their skills.

Am I too cruel?

Jia Ping'an felt that he should be low-key, but he had too many talents and would often overflow if he didn't concentrate and could not stop him.

After returning to the Taoist temple, the kitchen had already delivered food, and I saw it...

The dried cookies are OK, but what about the dish?

A few pieces of hairy mutton stewed with vegetables together, but they were clearly inefficient to eat.

As a well-known gourmet in the Tang Dynasty, Gao Yang would rather starve to death than eat such food.

"Princess, even the prime ministers are eating the same food. It is reported that the same is true for His Majesty and Wu Zhaoyi. If you don't eat it, you will be impeached when you look back."

There is a censor with him. If Gao Yang is inappropriate, he doesn't have to go back and he will be impeached on the way.

Gao Yang was angry, "Tomorrow he said he wanted to see the sunrise and he could make a wish. I won't have supper today, and I will be sincere tomorrow."

What an excuse!

The maid looked admiring.

Gao Yang looked up and saw Master Jia, and immediately regretted it.

"This dish...you can eat it." Jia Ping'an gave all the dishes of himself and Gao Yang to the maid and Wang Laoer.

"Second, take our guy out."

Wang Laoer and Xu Xiaoyu took a set of guys out, including a small pot, a spatula, and even a small porcelain bottle of seasonings.

"Xiao Jia..." Gao Yang was moved.

When Jia Ping'an built a simple stove and lit the firewood, Gao Yang couldn't help but sniff.

A few slices of bacon were fryed and the oil was fryed, and the ingredients were added to stir-fry, and then mix the noodles...

The water boiled later, Jia Ping'an used chopsticks to lift the dough into pieces.

"This is called wheat shrimp, but if you call it gnocchi, it will also be made."

Jia Ping'an finally added seasoning and stirred it, and started the pot...

"Xiao Jia!"

Gao Yang felt very hungry, but she had said she wanted to fast.

It’s not good to go back on your word.

Gao Yang looked at Xiao Ling.

As a loyal servant, it is time for you to find a way.

Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment and thought of many ways, but when she thought that she would be sincere in her wish, she would be useless.

say what?

This era is more sensitive to these words, and if you violate your promises, you are afraid that the gods will hear them.

Useless slave!

Gao Yang glanced at her and felt that his past incompetence was the cause of these slaves.

Jia Ping'an handed over a bowl of dough, "Eat while it's hot."

"good."

What excuse... Do I need it?

Gao Yang was very excited. After eating, his eyes shone. "There are a lot of wild game in the mountains, but the wild beasts are fierce. Tomorrow, Xiao Jia, please beat a wolf and eat it."

"You can't get used to wild game."

Everyone says wild game is good, this is a misunderstanding!

If you use normal cooking methods to make wild game, the taste will be difficult for you to swallow.

Gao Yang then went out.

“What a bad dish.”

"It's like a pig eating it."

"Then the chef should be cut into pieces."

Danyang and a group of noble ladies were complaining. When they saw Gao Yang, they asked, "Gaoyang, have you eaten?"

Gao Yang nodded, "I've eaten, so full."

The ladies looked at her together, and some said, "You can eat this kind of food, the princess's appetite..."

This statement is somewhat belittled, implying that Gao Yang is vulgar.

Gao Yang has a straightforward personality and a bad temper. These ladies have long been disliked. When they get the opportunity, many people sarcastically said that.

Danyang frowned, "If you are hungry, eat, what's the problem?"

A noble lady covered her mouth and said, "I'm waiting at home... The Master said that she would not eat properly. Although I'm not going to stop there, I would rather be hungry for the food that tastes bad."

The old master once said: If you don’t get rid of it properly, you won’t eat it. The old master also has some obsessive-compulsive disorder.

A group of noble ladies are all precious in gold and jade at home. Not to mention the wool mutton, it tastes bad, and you will not eat it even if you get dragon meat.

So Gao Yang became an alien in their eyes.

Gao Yang listened leisurely, and then said slowly: "What kind of gnocchi soup Xiao Jia made before, it tasted great."

After saying that, she walked slowly but refused to walk fast.

Xiao Ling is holding back her laughter.

The noble ladies were stunned, and someone asked, "Xiao Jia...who?"

"Broom Star!"

"What soup did the broom star make? Is it delicious?"

Danyang said lightly: "The cooking you are waiting for is starting from Xiao Jia."

"It turned out to be the stir-fry he made?"

"Then the soup he made is probably extremely delicious. We even ridiculed the princess. What did he eat at home? It was all dry food."

Gao Yang even went to the emperor's place to take a look and prepare to show off.

But as soon as I entered the yard, I saw a bonfire in the yard, a lamb leg was roasting, and Wang Zhongliang was watching the heat. A simple stove was also made on the side, Wu Mei wrapped her hair in a handkerchief and cooking, while Li Zhi handed over the side.

This is the style of ordinary people.

"I have cooked dishes at home before, but I haven't cooked them for many years. I think the taste will be worse."

Wu Mei is very modest, but the fried mutton tastes good.

Li Zhi stood by and smiled and said, "Today I will count the best I have eaten."

This is indirect dog food!

"Gaoyang is here."

Li Zhi thought that someone had previously reported that the chef cooked a big pot rice was very bad, so he asked, "Is the meal today okay?"

Gao Yang was full of fire, "Those people said they wanted to kill the chef."

Li Zhi: “…”

Wang Zhongliang quickly explained: "The cook used to cook in the army. This time the original cook was sick. He said that even the British Duke praised the food he cooked back then, so he brought him, who knew..."

Wu Mei smiled and said, "The food in the army is rough. Your Majesty, why don't you... change a cook tomorrow."

"This place is not close to Chang'an. When the chef changes, I'm afraid I'll have already returned."

Li Zhi felt guilty when he thought of a group of big guys eating crumbly and having fun dinner with Wu Mei.

"Gaoyang must have not eaten well, so take some back later."

Li Zhi had to comfort this bad temper sister first.

Gao Yang said proudly: "Xiao Jia has cooked a good meal and I'm very full."

I want to eat good food when I go out for a trip, so I have the saying that the family is poor and the family is rich.

Xiao Jia... The stir-fry made by Jia Ping'an and the food he made were much better than Wu Mei.

Li Zhi's face turned dark.

Wu Mei glanced at Gao Yang and knew her little thoughts.

You will have no friends if you do this!

Just peace...

She put the spoon and said, "Wang Zhongliang called Ping'an."

Wang Zhongliang had already drooled when he heard this, and he went to find Jia Ping'an.
To be continued...