The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Chapter 1832 Fancy Dish Names

Cheng Feng helped the old lady take two more steps forward. Looking at the prayer beads in her hand, he spoke again, "Mother, let me accompany you to Lingchen Temple this fifteenth! You haven't been to Lingchen Temple in a long time! The two newly built glazed pagodas are exquisite and magnificent. You haven't seen them yet! Don't you want to listen to Master Daoqing's sermon?"

Madam Wan smiled, "Wasn't Master Daoqing from Lingchen Temple invited to the Prince's Mansion to preach during the first month of the lunar year?"

“Then I can take Mother to Tingfeng Nunnery. I heard that Han Muran became a nun there. You haven’t seen Han Muran for several months, haven’t you? Do you miss her? You were talking about her a while ago!” Cheng Feng helped his mother walk forward while observing her expression. The old lady remained calm and didn’t even lift her eyelids!

At this moment, Cheng Feng heard his mother say, "Han Muran is a descendant of the Han family. Why should I miss her? If she wants to come, she can come. If she doesn't, I won't care! All I can think about is my eldest grandson!"

"Your grandson sent a messenger to inquire after you this morning. Mother, please bear with it a little longer. He'll come to see you as soon as he gets out of confinement!"

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Cheng Feng came to the kitchen, where Shang tide was picking vegetables in the kitchen yard.

Cheng Feng sat on a stone bench, separated from Shang Xi by a stone table laden with dishes. The table was overflowing with everything imaginable: scallions, garlic, chives, celery, bean sprouts, radishes, and cabbage. Cheng Feng realized that Shang Xi wasn't just showing off her skills; she was clearly preparing a full-course Manchu Han Imperial Feast! "I've already tested my mother; she knows nothing about the Han family!"

Shang tide paused, her hand gripping the celery. "Really? Did I guess wrong? I thought she knew something. Uncle Ge's crying yesterday was quite a commotion. But the Han family's affairs can't be kept secret for long!"

Cheng Feng, ever the magnanimous one, said, "We can't worry about that now. The longer we find out, the less anxious and upset my mother will be! But I'm worried about Han Nianxia, ​​and I'm still hoping you'll go visit her!"

"I can go, but there's no rush! I just kicked the Han family out today. If I go to their place again, not only will I feel uncomfortable, but the Han family will also feel uncomfortable with me!"

Cheng Feng said, "Then let's not go. Let's sever ties with the Han family as soon as possible, so we don't end up with a lot of trouble!"

Shang tide nodded and told the truth: "I think the same thing as you! I had no intention of going at all!"

"Then I won't go. Honey, I haven't had breakfast yet. Stop picking vegetables and get me something to eat!"

"Who told you not to eat breakfast? Where am I supposed to get you breakfast at this hour?!"

Cheng Feng picked up a white radish from the table. It was clean and free of mud, so he decided to use it to fill his stomach. Just as he opened his mouth, Yu Hua, who had just come out of the kitchen, called out to him, "Cheng Feng, stop! That radish is going to be used to make soup!"

Cheng Feng couldn't bear to put down the white radish in his hand! "You used a whole white radish to make the broth, right? I'll just take a few bites, and you can use the rest to make the broth."

Yu Hua slammed the small basket on the stone table and snatched the white radish away, saying, "How disgusting! How are others supposed to eat what you've left behind!"

"Yu Hua, why are you so stingy? You insisted on taking a radish from me. I don't believe there's only one white radish in the kitchen!" Cheng Feng was right. There was indeed more than just one white radish in the kitchen. There was a whole bag of radishes, including white radishes, green radishes, purple radishes, red radishes, carrots, and all kinds of radishes. But Yu Hua wouldn't let him eat any!

"There's plenty of fruit, why are you eating a radish!"

Cheng Feng was speechless. "Didn't you hear my stomach growling? I'm not hungry, I can eat a radish!"

Yu Hua was speechless. "You're hungry? There's food in the kitchen! Wait here, I'll go get it for you!"

Cheng Feng looked at Shang tide, "Wife, didn't you say there was no food in the kitchen?"

Yu Hua snorted, "That's because Shang tide is lazy and doesn't want to serve you! Cheng Feng, don't just stand there, I'll go heat up the rest of your breakfast for you, and you can pull out the lotus seeds from the basket!"

"My mother won't even let me into the kitchen, and you want me to pick lotus seeds for you!" It wasn't that Cheng Feng couldn't do the work; it was that his hands were hunting hands, not hands for handling lotus seeds. A lotus seed in his hand would easily be crushed in two! Besides, this work was similar to embroidery, which was simply not something he was capable of!

Yu Hua still had a ton of work to do. Just that one dish of deep-fried yellow croaker alone required meticulous attention. This fish was for the Emperor, not Cheng Youning. If it were for Cheng Youning, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths. Choosing the fish was like a beauty pageant; too big, too small. And when it went into the oil, she had to be even more careful. The fish couldn't curl up or bend; they had to be perfectly uniform in size and shape, even the color and appearance after they came out of the fryer had to be identical! Yu Hua was exhausted! She said to Cheng Feng, "If you don't work, you won't get any food!"

"There are so many people in the kitchen, do you really have to find me some work?"

Yu Hua said, "Go inside and see if anyone is idle!"

Yesterday, Shang tide's cooking was a disaster, and the entire Prince's mansion knew about it from top to bottom. When the cooks found out that they had cooked for the Emperor yesterday, they all scolded Mi Tun, who was on duty, for being clueless and for not calling everyone.

Cooking for the Emperor might be too much for a teenager like Mi Tun, but that doesn't mean the others aren't! Being selected for the Imperial Kitchen just for cooking a dish would be a huge honor! Even if they weren't chosen, just the fact that they'd cooked for the Emperor would be enough for them to boast about! So today, the entire kitchen staff was out working, while Shang tide, wanting to show off her skills, was busy preparing vegetables for everyone!

At this moment, Mi Tun ran out and said, "Your Highness, let me prepare the lotus seeds!"

Cheng Feng quickly pushed the basket to the rice bin.

Shang tide looked up in surprise, "Mi Tun, weren't you going to carve something on the fish? It's done!"

“My master said he carved it himself, but he doesn’t trust me!” Mi Tun dejectedly picked up the basket, sat down on the small stool by the wall, and started picking at the lotus seeds!

Cheng Feng asked Shang tide, "Wife, how many dishes are you making today? Why is the kitchen so busy?"

Shang tide pulled out a menu from under a pile of dishes and placed it in front of Cheng Feng. "This is today's menu!"

Cheng Feng was already stunned before he could even look at the names of the dishes! "Do we have to make all of these dishes?"

Shang tide gestured towards the kitchen, "They were all unwilling to let any of the masters demonstrate, and they almost ended up arguing, so I decided to let them do it!"

Cheng Feng stared at the menu, unable to tell what the dishes were from the names alone. He never understood why dishes had to be given such fancy names. "Wife, which of these dishes did you make?"

Shang tide said, "Look ahead! There's another recipe at the back!"