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

"After scrubbing, rinse with clean water until the water is no longer cloudy. Then touch the intestinal wall; if it feels clean and not sticky, then it's done."

Shen Qing explained and demonstrated as he spoke, while Wang Erdan listened attentively from the side.

As for the other imperial chefs, they would occasionally glance in Shen Qing's direction, their eyes filled with curiosity.

They had never seen pork intestines treated with flour and salt before.

"After cleaning the large intestine, put it in a pot of cold water with ginger slices, scallions, etc. After boiling, skim off the foam, then take out the large intestine and rinse it with warm water."

"Then it's time for stewed pork intestines."

Shen Qing put the blanched pork intestines into a casserole, poured in water, and added ginger slices, scallion segments, star anise, Sichuan peppercorns, soy sauce, rock sugar, salt and other seasonings.

Of course, many of these seasonings are obtained from the system.

Today, she got the seasonings from the Zhenxiu Pavilion before coming to the Imperial Kitchen.

"Madam Shen, I've never seen these seasonings before," Wang Erdan asked, puzzled.

Shen Qing: "It's normal that you haven't seen the secret seasoning before."

Upon hearing about the secret recipe, Wang Erdan dared not ask any more questions.

He whispered, "Madam Shen, you'd better hide well, so no one else can see you."

"If those with malicious intentions saw your seasoning, who knows what dirty tricks they might resort to."

"Don't worry, no one can take it away." Shen Qing continued what he was doing.

The pork intestines needed to be stewed for half an hour, and while that was taking place, Shen Qing began making hand-pulled noodles.

Kneading the dough, rolling it out, cutting it, and finally cooking it—Shen Qing's movements were swift and decisive, each step perfectly executed.

Wang Erdan, who was standing next to him, was dumbfounded.

Yesterday's fried rice didn't seem like much, but today's handmade noodles truly made him appreciate Shen Qing's culinary skills.

Having worked odd jobs in the imperial kitchen for many years, he had seen many imperial chefs cook, but this was the first time he had seen Shen Qing cook so skillfully and gracefully.

The other imperial chefs couldn't help but glance at them, their eyes filled with admiration and respect.

Before long, the noodles were scooped out, drained, and placed in a large bowl.

At this point, the braised pork intestines were also ready. The intestines were trembling, and a chopstick could easily pierce through them.

Cut the pork intestines into diagonal sections about the width of a thumb. Then slice the onion into strips, cut the green bell pepper into sections, and prepare garlic, dried chili peppers, etc.

In a small bowl, add soy sauce, oyster sauce, sugar, Sichuan peppercorn powder, and two spoonfuls of the broth from stewing the pork intestines to make a sauce.

Heat oil in a wok, then add sliced ​​garlic, dried chili peppers, and Sichuan peppercorns. Sauté over low heat until fragrant.

Next, add the chopped pork intestines and stir-fry until the edges of the intestines curl up slightly. Pour in cooking wine, add onions and green peppers, and stir-fry quickly over high heat.

At this moment, the prepared sauce is poured in, and instantly, the aroma of the sauce surges forth, fully mixing with the rich, oily flavor of the pork intestines, filling the entire imperial kitchen.

Stir-fry for a few seconds, then sprinkle in some minced garlic and chopped green onions, stir-fry quickly a few more times, and the braised pork intestines are ready.

The entire imperial kitchen was filled with an overpowering aroma that hit everyone's noses directly, making their mouths water.

"Oh my god, it smells so good!"

"No, this smells like pork intestines??"

"It smells so good! My mouth is watering!"

"..."

The people in the imperial kitchen couldn't help but start shouting.

They had never smelled such a domineering fragrance before.

Shen Qing continued, scooping up a spoonful of fatty intestines and pouring it all over the noodles. He picked up his chopsticks and stirred it from the bottom of the bowl. In just a few strokes, the sauce coated the noodles, making them look bright red and incredibly tempting.

Wang Erdan was right in front of Shen Qing, and the braised pork intestine noodles had the biggest impact on him.

He stared in disbelief, drooling all over his chest without even noticing.

"Try it." Shen Qing generously pushed a plate of braised pork intestine noodles towards Wang Erdan.

Wang Erdan's eyes widened even more: "For me??"

"Yes, one serving each. Let's finish eating first, and then I'll cook two more servings. You can send them to His Majesty, and I'll send them to the Imperial Concubine."

As Shen Qing spoke, he poured the remaining fatty intestines onto another serving of noodles and started mixing them with chopsticks.

"Shall we eat first?" Wang Erdan was overjoyed, a great sense of pleasure welling up inside him.

But I was also a little scared, since His Majesty and the Empress hadn't eaten yet.

"Eat, you need to be well-fed to work," Shen Qing said.

No matter what, she needed to fill her stomach first; she didn't want to run around on an empty stomach.

Shen Qing picked up the braised pork intestine noodles, sat down to the side, and started eating.

Wang Erdan couldn't hold back any longer after seeing that.

Let's eat first and talk about it later.

One bite, and you're enveloped in the rich, savory flavor of the sauce. The oil from the fatty intestines coats your entire tongue, the noodles are chewy and springy, and the green peppers and onions provide a crisp and refreshing texture, preventing it from becoming greasy.

"How is it? What does it taste like?" A royal chef nearby couldn't help but ask.

"Yeah, yeah, is it delicious?"

"What does it taste like? Let me have a taste too."

"Little Wang, Little Wang, I've taken good care of you all this time, let me have a taste."

"..."

Wang Erdan didn't even bother to answer, stuffing mouthfuls of braised pork intestine noodles into his mouth, his lips covered in bright red sauce.

His eating manners made those around him itch with envy, as if they had cravings in their mouths and kept drooling.

One of the imperial chefs couldn't resist any longer, so he grabbed a pair of chopsticks from the side and quickly reached for Wang Erdan's braised pork intestine noodles.

"Aaaaaahh ...

"Why does it smell so good?"

"I've wasted all my cooking skills of the first half of my life!"

The imperial chef's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but shout, as if he had gone mad.

He then rushed to Shen Qing and knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Madam Shen, please take me as your apprentice! I beg you, it's so delicious! Please teach me how to make braised pork intestine noodles!"

Then it banged on the ground repeatedly.

Shen Qing: "..."

This scene seems familiar.

She shifted her body slightly and said, "Sorry..."

"Madam Shen, please don't refuse me! I beg you, I'll do anything to become your apprentice."

"Sorry, I don't accept apprentices." Shen Qing refused decisively.

In an instant, the imperial chef looked like he was about to cry, feeling both disappointed and aggrieved.

If he had known, he should have chosen to be Shen Niangzi's assistant that day. Now look what happened, that fool Wang Erdan got such a big benefit.

What incredible luck did Wang Erdan have? Did his ancestors' graves emit auspicious smoke?

I don't know what's wrong with his ancestors; they just aren't putting in any effort.

"Xiao Wang, give me a bite!"

"Little Wang, please, I'll give you ten coins, just give me a chopstick!"

"Hey, Erdan, don't run away! Give me a bite!"

"..."

Wang Erdan was eating a bowl of braised pork intestine noodles as he ran, followed by a group of imperial chefs with chopsticks in hand.

The scene was quite comical at one point.

Li Fuquan's face was extremely pale, but the smell in his nasal cavity made him swallow hard.

Sun An, standing nearby, swallowed hard several times before finally unable to hold back: "Master, that braised pork intestine noodles look delicious..."