The Princess Kicks Down the Protagonists

Chapter 306 Mid-Autumn Festival

The two sweet fillings were not a failure, and even received a "good" evaluation from Galeries Lafayette. Chef Zhuang was very excited.

But when it came to the meat filling, the old lady didn't dare to try it easily. "I can't accept anything too novel at the moment. Let Yan'er try it first."

Jingyan was ready to give it a try. Although Hanxiang was a little nervous, she was willing to give it a try. She looked at Jingyan with a rather tragic look, which made Jingyan a little nervous as well.

The two of them carefully picked up a piece with their forks and slowly brought it to their mouths.

Master Zhuang rubbed his hands nervously, waiting for the two people's judgment, fearing that Jingyan would say that the food was not tasty.

Unexpectedly, Jingyan's eyes lit up and he nodded in surprise, "It's delicious!"

Upon hearing this, Master Zhuang's eyes were filled with tears and he was extremely moved. As expected, the princess understood him!

Hanxiang also nodded, put down her fork, and looked at Lao Foye, "Lao Foye, it's really good."

Jingyan picked up another piece with his fork and put it to the old lady's mouth. Amidst the eager gazes of the crowd, the old lady's eyes also lit up.

"Yes, Chef Zhuang's cooking skills have always been good."

Jingyan never hesitates to praise people who are good at cooking.

"Yes, Master Zhuang, your cooking skills are amazing. Your innovations are so perfect. You are truly the god of the imperial kitchen."

Master Zhuang was so excited by Jingyan's praise that he felt like he was being injected with chicken blood. He was happier and more excited than if the emperor had rewarded him with silver.

"Princess, you are too kind. As long as the masters like what I cook, I will be very happy."

When it comes to mooncakes, the main thing to look at is the filling. Although this is a new attempt, Chef Zhuang is also a very capable master. No matter what, the filling is perfectly prepared.

"Okay, let's make more of these new products during the Mid-Autumn Festival." Karl Lagerfeld made the final decision.

"Ah, as you command, Master Buddha, I would like to try other fillings."

When other fillings were mentioned, Jingyan thought of salted egg yolks. "Hey, hey, hey, Master Zhuang, maybe you could try salted egg yolks."

Salted egg yolk? Chef Zhuang scratched his head. Isn't this an egg yolk pastry? Eh? Yeah, that's pretty much the same thing.

"That's right! Princess, you are really amazing. I will try it right away!"

Master Zhuang, inspired, left excitedly. From then on, a trend of using everything as stuffing would sweep the palace.

These days, Jingyan became the specially invited food tasting guest of the imperial kitchen, and she tried all kinds of fillings.

Among them, her favorite are the various sweet ones, and the best is the most classic five-nut filling, which is fried until fragrant and crispy. The fragrance lingers on your lips and teeth after one bite.

My second favorite is the egg yolk. Under Jingyan's constant encouragement, Master Zhuang even made it look like quicksand.

Jingyan is quite satisfied and deserves a perfect score!

When the Mid-Autumn Festival family dinner came, the moment all kinds of mooncakes were placed on the table, the emperor and his concubines and ministers were truly shocked.

Last year, the mooncakes from the Imperial Kitchen focused on their shapes, but the fillings were all the same, and you’d get tired of them after a few. This time it’s different. There are only ordinary puff pastry and flatbread crusts, but the fillings are all different, and each one is a surprise when you take a bite.

Everyone was surprised and enjoyed the meal, and the emperor was very proud. Since the emperor was happy, the people in the imperial kitchen should also be happy.

Sure enough, the emperor waved his hand and directly rewarded three months' salary to everyone in the imperial kitchen, and the chefs led by Master Zhuang were rewarded with half a year's salary.

When Master Zhuang came to express his gratitude, he laughed so hard that his eyes were invisible.

A family dinner was held at noon on the Mid-Autumn Festival. The emperor brought his concubines to accompany the Empress Dowager to have a reunion dinner in the Cining Palace, and a palace banquet was held in the evening.

Fu Ling'an was the first to arrive.

He hadn't seen the princess for several days and could only express his longing by reading the letters written by the princess.

One of them sat at the ladies' table, the other at the men's, with the performers between them, like a whole galaxy separating them.

Qing'er was sitting next to Jingyan and had noticed that Fu Ling'an was staring at them all the time. It was really funny and Qing'er couldn't help laughing.

"Qing'er, what are you laughing at?" Jingyan asked in a low voice.

"I'm laughing at you and Ling'an. Tell me, at this moment, aren't you a lot like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl who can't meet each other?"

Mei Ruo, who was standing next to him, heard this, glanced at Fu Lingan, and nodded with a smile, "They really look alike."

"Then mother and sister-in-law, can you be the magpie bridge for me and Fu Niulang to meet?"

Jingyan's eyes sparkled. Fu Ling'an was right in front of her, but she couldn't hold his hand. It was really cruel.

Unfortunately, Mei Ruo would not listen to her, "You wishful thinking, just wait to get married."

Jing Yan covered his chest and complained quietly, "Who made this rule? Why can't we meet before marriage?"

Mei Ruo shrugged helplessly, "Ancestor." After all, it wasn't her decision.

Jingyan shed tears silently in his heart. Bad habits, all bad habits!

Fu Ling'an was also lamenting this bad habit at this time, but Wanhui had repeatedly warned Fu Ling'an before coming, telling him to just take a look to relieve his lovesickness and not to overstep the boundaries or get too close, as this would be bad for the princess's reputation.

Although neither family cares about these customs and etiquette, they still have to abide by the bad habits of their ancestors.

Fu Ling'an could only transform himself into a wife-staring maniac, secretly glancing at her a few more times to ease his longing for her.

The princess is so beautiful, and she is the most outstanding one among all the noble ladies. How lucky he is to be favored by such an outstanding princess? He is so happy.

"Hey, Fu Ling'an, that's enough." Yongheng raised his glass and handed it to Fu Ling'an, interrupting this wife-staring maniac.

"I know you can't see Yan'er. It's okay. Qing'er and I can see him. We will go home together later." Yongheng's face looked like he was asking for a beating.

Fu Lingan had just raised his glass when he heard these words, and he wanted to pour the wine directly on the smug face in front of him.

He smiled and clinked his glasses gently. "It's okay, it's only a few days. I can wait. By then, I can go back to the same home with Yan'er, and we can stay together every day."

Now it was Yongheng's turn to want to splash the wine in the cup on Fu Ling'an's face.

Yongheng was so angry because this guy was about to marry his sister!

This pair of former good brothers are now about to become brothers-in-law and brother-in-law in the future. To outsiders, they are even closer, but in fact, both sides want to beat up each other.

Fu Ling'an smiled and took out the envelope he had prepared long ago and handed it to Yongheng, "Please pass it to the princess for me."

This letter is to ask the princess if she has any requirements for their future residence. Wanhui has already decorated her home, and the princess's residence awarded by the emperor has also been decorated. When the time comes, the princess can live in whichever of their three homes she wants.

See if there is anything that needs to be changed for the princess, and do it as soon as possible, so that Yan'er can feel comfortable living here.

Yongheng gritted his teeth as he took the envelope. "Where's the hard work fee?"

Fu Lingan nodded and said, "I have a rare copy of an ancient book."

"Good brother! I'm not satisfied with anyone other than you as my brother-in-law. Only you! Only you!"

Yongheng happily put the letter in his arms. It was so easy to be a messenger.