Transmigrated into the book to become the villain prince, the son of the plane to destroy

Since it was agreed to invite the folks in Luoyang City to dinner, Xiao Jie naturally made preparations in advance. The cooks were recruited from various restaurants in the capital through the relationship of the Tao family. During the feast for the common people, all the restaurants are gearing up to send their best cooks to help them. Firstly, they want to show their skills in front of the emperor, officials and common people present, and secondly, they are afraid of smashing their own brand names.

But who knew that Xiao Jie only wanted those assistants in the back kitchen, and he didn’t want any of the chefs who were actually in charge of the cooking, which made these restaurant monks puzzled, but he didn’t dare to ask more questions, so he could only obediently obey, but still Tell the guys sent out to be smarter when the time comes, don't lose the face of your own restaurant, let alone smash your own signboard.

Following Xiao Jie's order, some workers quickly set up a few large iron pots, put the firewood on, and after a while, the stove under the pot burst into flames...

On the other side, another group of guys lifted baskets of potatoes to wash them, and then put them in steamers one by one and put them in the pot to start cooking...

All the officials present were watching intently. They had been officials for many years, and they had never tasted delicacies from mountains and seas. However, they all had the same idea as Lu Yong, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and they wanted to know about this high-yield man whom Qi Wang Xiao Jie had placed such high hopes on. What is the taste of the new staple food, but watching these guys cook the whole potatoes in the pot, some people are slightly disappointed in their hearts, thinking what good taste can there be in this way?

The people onlookers all stretched their necks to look forward desperately, and their stomachs growled even more unbearably. They came here for the gimmick that His Highness King Qi invited their people to dinner, and they wanted to know more urgently. This thing called horse potato has such a high yield, whether it can be eaten, and whether it is delicious.

After about two quarters of an hour, the guys lifted the lid of the pot, took out the steaming potatoes, and began to peel them one by one while they were still hot, and then pressed them into mud with utensils, and then sprinkled some salt on them , Stir well, and start loading the bowl.

Seeing this, the officials present were even more disappointed. They didn't have much expectations for the taste of this so-called new staple food, but they didn't show it on their faces.

Xiao Jie personally brought a bowl to Xiao Ji, and said with a smile, "Would you like to taste it first, Father?"

In fact, according to the rules of the palace, every food that Xiao Ji imports must first be tested for poison with silver needles to prevent someone from poisoning the emperor, but now it is King Xiao Jie of Qi who brought the food, and no one thought he would do so in front of so many subjects Poisoned his father in front of him.

Xiao Ji did not refuse, directly took the bowl in Xiao Jie's hand, scooped up a large spoonful of mashed potatoes into his mouth, and began to chew and swallow slowly, savoring the taste slowly.

The ministers all looked at Xiao Ji eagerly and boldly, as if they wanted to deduce from the expression on his face how the potatoes tasted.

But the expression on Xiao Ji's face didn't change at all, instead he smiled at Xiao Jie and said, "Ju'er, send someone to give each of you Qing's family a bowl, let them taste it and see how it tastes?"

Xiao Jie also nodded with a smile, and soon, every official present had a bowl of mashed potatoes in their hands, and each of them just dug a little with a spoon and put it into their mouths.

How would you describe the taste?

It was bland with a bit of saltiness, it wasn't delicious, but it wasn't unpalatable either, but for those who were used to delicacies from mountains and seas, the taste was too bland after all.

Seeing that everyone had tasted the taste, Xiao Ji couldn't help but asked with a smile: "I wonder what your family thinks this potato tastes like?"

All the ministers looked at me and I looked at you, but none of them dared to take the initiative to answer Xiao Ji's question.

They themselves think the taste of potatoes is mediocre, but they really don't know how the emperor evaluates the taste of potatoes. If the emperor thinks it is delicious, wouldn't it be blatantly against the emperor, and in the end, wouldn't it be asking for fun?

Just when they were still in a dilemma, Xiao Jie stood up at the right time, smiled and said to Xiao Ji: "Father, why don't you distribute these potatoes to the onlookers now, and let them taste it to see how it tastes."

Xiao Ji smiled lightly, nodded slightly, and agreed with Xiao Jie's approach.

All the ministers breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but cast grateful glances at Xiao Jie who rescued them, and felt that His Royal Highness King Qi was quite pleasing to the eye today.

Seeing the guys walking towards him with bowls of mashed potatoes, the people onlookers were instantly excited. They came here for the free food, and after watching for a long time, they were already hungry...

It's just that there are too many people onlookers, and the number of potatoes is limited. Although all the mashed potatoes have been distributed, there are still many people who stand at the back who can't get them. They are so annoyed that they slap their thighs. I regretted that I didn't get a good seat when I went out late. Fortunately, they didn't do anything drastic. They just kept asking the people who got the mashed potatoes how they tasted.

The people who were lucky enough to get the mashed potatoes all said that the taste was very good, and they were full of praise for it.

The distance between the officials and the people is not far, and the reaction of the people can be seen all over the eyes. These officials can't help but feel a little confused about this, and can't help but taste it again, but the taste is still bland. I don't know why the people think it is delicious.

What they don't know is that they usually eat either rice or fine pasta, while most ordinary people eat coarse grains such as sorghum and millet almost every meal, which tastes even more unpalatable.For them, salted mashed potatoes are a rare delicacy on earth.

Xiao Ji saw everything in his eyes, and already had calculations in his heart.

(Sorry, the update is late today, and the time is almost past 12 o'clock. In order to keep updating, I can only rush to send it.)