Seeing her unwillingness to say more, Zhao Junyao did not ask further.
Xia Ruqing ordered a midnight snack for Zhao Junyao as usual.
The weather had cooled down these past two days, and it was still a bit cold.
So, she ordered a bowl of beef noodles and a plate of crispy deep-fried peanuts.
The beef noodles were braised.
The soup was slow-cooked from beef bones by the head chef of the Imperial Kitchen, fragrant even from afar.
The beef was marinated until tender and juicy, its flavor lingering with every bite.
As for the noodles, the Imperial Kitchen had known all along that the Emperor loved chewy noodles. So, the head chef added salt and eggs to the flour, kneaded the dough vigorously, then rolled it out into sheets before finally pulling it into evenly thin noodles.
After cooking in the beef bone soup until done, the noodles were scooped out and topped with a fresher serving of beef bone soup, along with large chunks of the marinated beef.
