Private chef Su Yao traveled to ancient times. Her husband's family disliked her because she was of low birth and was too thin to have children, so they were anxious to divorce her.
When Su Yao heard that there was such a good thing, she quickly took the dowry, returned to her old business, and set up a stall across the street from Yushitai.
In the censor's station, the censors were busy impeaching and conducting supervision, and they were so busy that they couldn't even touch the ground.
But the food in the canteen was really hard to swallow. Either the meat was fishy and the soup was weak, or the vegetables were salty and the rice was hard. The censors were miserable and full of resentment.
One day, the censors, who came to work as if they were mourning for their concubines, discovered that a stall suddenly appeared across the street.
In the early morning, the steam is steaming from the small stall. When you open the steamer lid, you will see the small steamed buns with smooth skin and shiny oil.
At noon, the braised lion's head is oily and attractive, with a fragrant aroma, and every bite is full of rich meat flavor.
In the evening, the scallion oil noodles are very chewy, and the fragrance of scallions and noodles are intertwined, making people salivate just from smelling it.
It didn't take long for the censors to change drastically! In the past, all of them had sallow complexions and thin muscles, but now their complexions are rosy and shiny, and they feel windy when they walk.
Even the jade-faced Zhongcheng became more and more handsome and dazzling, with a radiant energy in his whole person.
Small theater——
In the past, the imperial censors were procrastinating and unwilling to eat when they got close to something, but now they are running out like a 100-meter sprint.
The new little censor looked confused: Isn't it said that the censor works from four to six in the morning, gets up earlier than a chicken, goes to bed later than an ox, and doesn't even bother to eat?
Lie!
Until one time, the little censor passed by a small restaurant and looked inside. He was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
Master Zhong Cheng, who was usually serious and rigid, was actually smiling and chatting animatedly with Mrs. Su in the restaurant.
Before the little censor could recover from the shock, an alluring aroma of meat entered his nose.
When he turned his attention, he saw that the old censor who had criticized him sternly and sternly in the morning was eating braised pork with a smile on his face. He was eating it so fast that it was jaw-dropping.
Seeing the little censor looking over, he hurriedly went to cover his food, and he didn't even have time to put away his embarrassed expression.
Little Censor:......
Sure enough, there are no colleagues in Yushitai. If there is such delicious food, you have to hide it. It's so shameless!
The family members of the little censor who hadn't seen him for a long time came to visit him. When they met, they were so shocked that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
"They say that Yushitai is a place that eats people without spitting out their bones. I thought you would be so thin and disfigured here, but why... Your face is as round as the full moon!"
Intention: work hard in difficult situations