Yipin Chef

They are all old men, old-fashioned, not enterprising, and do not want to make any innovations or tricks. Everything is done according to the rules. The ancestral system requires the dining room to make 24 bowls of porridge every morning and evening, whether to eat or not , Doing it right, no one raised any objections to such a waste, and the pattern is also a rule set by the ancestors, no changes and no innovations are allowed, this is unreasonable, and no one raised any objections.

Jia Le was so depressed that he died, so he had to work hard.

It is inevitable to be bullied when you come to a new place. When the old people in the dining room saw a new royal chef, they were naturally happy to be lazy and pushed all the work to him.Jia Le is young, not afraid to work hard and sweat, but he is not reconciled, not reconciled to being buried in such a place with such a skill.

The errand of the imperial dining room is on duty for three days and one day off. After Jiale finishes his work, it is finally a day off. Looking at the gate of Ye Mansion, thinking of the whole family waiting for him and hoping that he will become famous, he suppressed his depression and took a deep breath. He took a deep breath, raised his hand and pulled it left and right, pulled his mouth to the ear, and walked towards the door with a grin.

As soon as Jiahuan and Jiali saw him coming back, they immediately surrounded him and asked, "How is it going? How was your first time working? Is the emperor satisfied with your craftsmanship? Is there any reward?"

Jia Le raised his hand as a sign of reassurance, and kept smiling: "You don't need to ask, I said it myself, I feel very happy when I go to work for the first time, the manager takes good care of me, my colleagues don't make things difficult for me, the maids and eunuchs respect me, and the emperor encourages me , even little mice admire me."

Seeing his strange expression, the family members were skeptical, and just about to ask again, Jia Le stepped up and left: "I'm tired, I have to go back to my room to rest."

The maid brought hot water, and Jiale soaked in the bucket to take a bath. The warm water caressed her whole body. She was tired and depressed, and she was relieved a lot.

Gently pinching his shoulders with both hands, and pouring a spoonful of hot water into the already somewhat cold bath water, Jia Le woke up, opened his eyes, and saw Ye Chengfeng's worried face unsurprisingly.

Ye Chengfeng rubbed his shoulders and back, and asked, "Are you unhappy?"

In front of him, Jia Le didn't want to pretend, so she pouted and said, "You guessed it."

"There is no need to guess. I have been with you for so long. I can't even tell whether you are really happy or fake. You are not good at lying. Do you think you are smiling when you grin? The mirror sees how ugly your smile is."

Jia Le rubbed her face, she was really tired just now when she pretended to be happy while grinning in front of people, her cheeks still hurt now.I don't want to hide it anymore: "I'm not happy."

"Tell me, why are you unhappy?" Ye Chengfeng planned to resolve it for him.

"I finally entered the imperial dining room. I thought I could become famous all over the world by showing my skills, but the deputy manager, He Qingdong, transferred me to work in the dining room. The dining room is just cooking porridge and cooking all day long. What can I do? Push me to do it all, I am not afraid of working hard, but I am afraid that my ability will not be appreciated, and now I don't even have a chance to use my ability." Jia Le rubbed his head on Ye Chengfeng's shoulder wrongedly, "Okay depressed."

He didn't want to show his vulnerable side in front of his sister and brother-in-law, but he didn't mind showing it in front of Ye Chengfeng. During the arduous process of learning art, this person urged him to motivate him in various ways. At this critical moment, this man gave him the hope of life again. What else can he hide from him?

Ye Chengfeng was silent for a while, and said: "There is an old saying that is good: the master leads the door, and the cultivation is up to you. You have already learned the craft, and how to use it depends on yourself. The palace is like a big bag, and you have been put into it. In your pocket, if you are really an awl, you will show up one day. I am just a foreign minister, and I cannot freely enter and leave the palace. I can’t help you. You can only deal with it by yourself. You have to believe that you are a sharp awl, There will be a day when you will come out, what you have to do now is to do the things assigned to you well, don’t let people question your ability, let people see your diligence and steadfastness, and then wait for the opportunity while doing it.”

Jia Le confided his depression and felt better, and said: "Well, you are right, you must do your best, even if you ask me to be a plumber, I will also be the best fireman. In this way Only then can I bide my time and seize it with the fastest movement."

Seeing that he had figured it out, Ye Chengfeng smiled slyly, carried him out of the tub, and said with a smile, "I'll wait on you tonight, and I'll make sure you feel good when you get home, and you won't be depressed anymore."

Jia Le was hugged naked by him, and screamed in fright: "Hey, pervert, let me down."

"Since you say I'm a pervert, I'll really feel sorry for you if I don't pretend to be a pervert." Ye Chengfeng hugged him and walked towards the bed.

53. Create Opportunities

The bright sun shone fiercely into the window and onto the two people who were lying on the bed. After half a day, the two still had no intention of getting up, so they had to hide behind a small dark cloud and never looked at the two people who were lying on the bed. .

Jia Le groaned and squirmed a bit, but Ye Chengfeng held him firmly in his arms and pinched his arm: "Hey, it's time to get up, the two mothers are in the house, why don't you go to say hello?"

Ye Chengfeng still held him in his arms: "I'm with my mother every day to honor them, and you only have a holiday in a few days, so naturally I'll spend a day with you first."

The two of them lay on the bed softly for a while, then got up and had breakfast and lunch, then went out shopping, visited Tianqiao, Liulichang, and Daxiyuan, and went to the most famous mutton restaurant in Beijing for dinner. The wind sent Jiale back to the palace.

Jia Le is still reminiscing about the sauced mutton that he had for dinner. Every time he eats something delicious, he will wonder how it came about, and he will humbly ask the chef for advice. Some cooks will tell him, while others will tell him. He will keep industry secrets, and he can only think about the confidential part by himself.

Ye Chengfeng was thinking about another thing, originally he didn't want to make Jia Le unhappy during the holiday, but now seeing the palace gate getting closer and closer, he had to say it.

"Listen to me, you must be careful when working in the palace, especially He Qingdong, the deputy chief."

"Why should you be careful about him? I didn't offend him." Jia Le didn't understand.

"Do you still remember that your master Sun Liang once accepted a very talented disciple?"

"Remember, I heard that the disciple betrayed him in the end. Originally, the master could have been the chief steward of the imperial dining room. Later, he was kicked out of the palace because of his framing. Since then, the master is unwilling to accept any more disciples."

Ye Chengfeng broke the truth: "The first disciple your master accepted was He Qingdong. He betrayed master after he learned the craft, kicked Master Sun out of the palace, and stole the food written by him with decades of experience. one."

Jia Le was surprised and couldn't believe it: "I heard Master talk about this, but I didn't expect it to be him."

"He Qingdong is definitely a villain. From the fact that he assigned you to the dining room, it can be seen that in the imperial dining room, there are you without him, and he without you. It is impossible for you to coexist. He will definitely try to get rid of you."

"But I won't hinder him, how could he treat his junior like this." Jia Le felt aggrieved.

Ye Chengfeng poked him on the forehead with hatred: "Do you think that if you are harmless to others, they will not harm you? You think, you and he have learned all the skills of Master Sun, and both have obtained the skills of Master Sun." The master's exclusive and secret food list means that as long as you exist, He Qingdong's craftsmanship is not the only one in the palace. Do you think he can accommodate you? Besides, your existence means that he betrayed his mentor back then What happened to him will be exposed one day, how can he survive by then?"

Jia Le frowned. He didn't expect to encounter such a big obstacle when his career just started, and Ye Chengfeng, whom he had been relying on, couldn't help him. What should we do?

"Anyway, be careful." Ye Chengfeng could only tell him that, watching him enter the palace gate until he could no longer see him.

Jiale worked hard in the dining room, worked hard, never slacked off, and never gave up on himself because he was in a worthless place. Those seniors saw him as modest, cautious, diligent and honest, and gradually fell in love with him. , Some even comforted him: "Young man, don't focus on getting ahead. Although you can't see merit in the dining room, you can't make mistakes. There is no merit or demerit. Isn't it good? Cooking and cooking porridge Life will pass quickly, and it will be good to save enough money to retire and return home."

This kind of comfort made Jiale feel more and more depressed, and looked at the place where no one was around and yelled.

"Ahhh..." After shouting, the anger and depression in my heart disappeared a little.

Shou Bo listened and persuaded him: "I know you are young and talented, and you want to be successful, but you have to calm down and seize the opportunity. As long as you are really capable, there will be opportunities."

"Even if there is a chance, it won't fall on me." Jia Le was frustrated, the imperial dining room is now controlled by He Qingdong, if he wants to squeeze himself out deliberately, even if there is a chance, he will cut it off.

Uncle Shou advised him again: "Since you can't wait for the opportunity, you should take the initiative and create opportunities by yourself."

"Well, you're right, I want to find ways to create opportunities. Ahhh..." Jiale yelled at the sky again. After shouting, the depression in his heart subsided a little, and he began to think of ways.

There are many guards in the palace, and it is easy to rest for three days every three days.The palace is in charge of food, but the food is really not very good. Although the royal chef is good at serving the emperor, the food prepared for the guards and eunuchs are ordinary cooks, plus the stewards cut off money, the food of the guards is only brown rice There are also vegetables and tofu.All the guards who can work in the palace are noble sons of high family background. Naturally, they are dissatisfied with the food prepared in the kitchen, but they can only bite the bullet and eat it.

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