Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

Everyone present could see that Li Fuquan was holding back his anger and was saying the opposite of what he meant.

He wanted to get everyone in the imperial kitchen to band together and isolate Shen Qing, making her a mere figurehead.

"Have you thought this through? Are you sure you want to stand with her?" Sun An shouted, his eyes wide, his tone carrying a clear threat.

"I, I, I, I've made up my mind!!!" The little eunuch hesitated for a long time before finally saying firmly.

He didn't do anything wrong; he was just helping out.

Besides, Madam Shen is now the proper head of the Imperial Kitchen.

Of course, the main reason is that he's too greedy.

The aroma of Bo Bo Chicken haunted his dreams, and he thought that if he followed Madam Shen, he might have a chance to try it.

Li Fuquan snorted coldly, and it took him a while to calm his resentment.

"In that case, you can assist Madam Shen."

"Everyone else, go do what you were doing."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left, as if he were still the head chef of the imperial kitchen.

No one dared to offend Li Fuquan or Shen Qing, so they could only respectfully bow to Shen Qing before going about their own business.

Only Shen Qing and the little eunuch from before remained.

"Your surname is Wang?" Shen Qing asked, having just overheard Sun An addressing the young eunuch as "Little Wang".

"Yes, my name is Wang Erdan. I entered the palace when I was five years old and worked as a handyman in the imperial kitchen for a long time. Everyone called me Xiao Wang."

The name Wang Erdan...

It sounds like a name given to a child by a poor family. Nine times out of ten, the parents couldn't afford to raise the child and had no choice but to send him to the palace.

"Well then, Xiao Wang," Shen Qing said, still a little unaccustomed to calling him by that name, "get ready, let's start making fried rice."

"Okay!!"

Wang Erdan was overjoyed; he was full of anticipation for Shen Qing's fried rice.

If the pot-boiled chicken smells so good, the egg fried rice must be just as good.

"Madam Shen, there's leftover rice today, perfect for making fried rice with eggs. Let me beat the eggs for you!"

Shen Qing said, "No rush, let's prepare the other ingredients first."

"Chop the carrots into small cubes, soak the shiitake mushrooms and then dice them, blanch the green peas, and do these three things first."

Wang Erdan was taken aback: "Isn't this fried rice? Why do we need so many ingredients?"

"What I'm going to make is a deluxe version of fried rice."

"Deluxe version of fried rice??" Wang Erdan looked puzzled.

But when he thought of Shen Niangzi, who was making Bobo Chicken, he suppressed all his doubts and started working as Shen Qing instructed.

He often does tasks like chopping vegetables, so his movements are quick and skillful.

Shen Qing was preparing other ingredients.

She took some prepared shrimp and marinated them with salt, cooking wine, and other seasonings.

I quickly chopped some scallions and separated the white and green parts of the scallions.

Then, taking advantage of a moment when no one was looking, he took out two sausages and cut them into small cubes.

Of course, the sausages were taken from the system. She was still doing a task, so the system should naturally provide the corresponding ingredients.

After doing all this, Shen Qing took a few eggs.

Crack the eggs and separate the yolks and whites.

First, beat the egg yolks, pour them into the rice, add a little salt, and mix well with your hands.

Before long, each grain of rice was coated with egg liquid and turned into a uniform light yellow color.

"Madam Shen, what kind of cooking is this?" Wang Erdan, who was standing next to her, was stunned.

Shouldn't you fry the eggs first when making fried rice? Why did Madam Shen pour the egg mixture directly into the rice?

Shen Qing explained, "When you mix the egg yolk with rice before cooking, the egg aroma will permeate every grain of rice, making the fried rice moist on the outside and springy on the inside, and even more fragrant."

"So that's how it is!"

Wang Erdan was full of surprise. At this moment, he was already looking forward to Shen Qing's fried rice.

Just then, Sun An brought his work to Shen Qing.

"Stop dawdling! Fried rice is such a simple thing, I can make it in no time, look!"

Sun An looked smug, his gaze towards Shen Qing filled with deep contempt.

The plate of fried rice in his hand was just the most common fried rice in this dynasty.

Pieces of egg were scattered among the rice, some grains of rice were still stuck together, not quite cooked properly.

The bottom of the plate was covered with a layer of oil, which looked greasy.

The scallions were overcooked, turning yellow and wilted.

"Such speed! As expected of Steward Li's apprentice!"

"Although the scallions were overcooked, that's normal; it's indeed difficult to stir-fry raw rice."

"Putting everything else aside, just based on speed alone, Chef Sun has already won."

"..."

Several imperial chefs who were watching the commotion started talking all at once.

Hearing this, Sun An became even more smug, raising his head high and saying to Shen Qing, "How about that? Admitting defeat now? Get out of the imperial kitchen!"

Shen Qing sneered, "Cooking isn't like running; what's the use of being fast?"

"Deliciousness is the most important thing."

"Xiao Wang, get ready to hand me the ingredients, let's start making fried rice."

"Great!!" Wang Erdan was overjoyed; he now had high expectations for Shen Qing.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Shen Qing began, her expression focused and earnest.

Heat oil in a wok until it reaches about 50% of its maximum temperature. Pour in the egg whites, and they will quickly solidify into small, tender white pieces.

Leave some oil in the pan, add the white parts of the scallions and sauté until fragrant. Then add the diced ham and cook until the ham is slightly browned. Add the diced shiitake mushrooms, followed by the diced carrots and green peas. Stir-fry briefly and then remove from the pan.

Next up is the fried rice.

Shen Qing poured a little more oil into the pot, and once the oil was hot, he poured in the mixed egg yolk rice and stir-fried it quickly over high heat. Soon, the rice grains began to "dance" in the pot, each grain distinct.

At this point, pour in the stir-fried ingredients, add shrimp and eggs, stir-fry quickly, and drizzle some soy sauce along the edge of the pan to bring out the aroma of the sauce at high temperature.

Add salt, pepper, and other seasonings, then sprinkle with chopped green onions, stir-fry briefly, and it's ready to serve.

"It smells so good! The aroma of eggs mixed with rice, and a hint of scallions—it smells wonderful!"

Wang Erdan squinted as he sniffed, a look of pleasure and enjoyment on his face.

He kept watching Shen Qing cook fried rice, his mouth watering.

"It smells so good!"

"Why does this fried rice noodle soup smell so good?"

"No, what's going on? My mouth is starting to water."

"..."

Everyone in the imperial kitchen sniffed, their faces filled with shock, their eyes fixed on Shen Qing's movements.

Many people who were working couldn't control their feet and ended up standing next to the fried rice before they even realized it.

The fried rice was served on a white porcelain plate. The golden rice grains were distinct and had a pale golden sheen. The shrimp were curled into pink balls and embedded among the golden rice grains.

The green peas were a vibrant green, the diced carrots were orange-red, and the diced shiitake mushrooms had slightly curled edges and a glossy sheen.

There were also deep red diced ham and vibrant green scallions.

The steam carrying the aroma wafted straight into everyone's noses.

I want to eat...