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    Eunuch Fu glanced back at the imperial chef.

    Those imperial cooks were pale.

    His eyes begged.

    I almost got down on my knees and begged him.

    How could he be willing to let the bandits just fall into the hands of the bandits after finally entering the palace as an imperial cook and shining on the lintel?

    Eunuch Fu looked back and forth, unable to make a decision for Su Jin.

    He looked at Su Jindao, "Young Mistress, these are all cooks who have been carefully selected into the palace from all over the world, and their cooking skills are excellent. If you think which one suits your taste, just take it away."

    Close eyesight?

    Is this asking her girl to choose the royal chef based on her face?

    "Culinary skills are compared to dishes, not faces," Xing'er said.

    ""

    "Compared to the face, it is not as good-looking as my uncle."

    ""

    Eunuch Fu looked embarrassed.

    This choice doesn't look at the family background of the husband and son-in-law, but directly at the face.

    Then there is nothing wrong with looking at your face when choosing an imperial chef.

    Don't look at the appearance, but look at the craftsmanship, the young mistress and her bandit maid have become more connotative.

    "Why don't you compare it to cooking?" Eunuch Fu suggested.

    "That's like cooking," Su Jin said.

    Eunuch Fu turned to look at the imperial chef, and said, "Each of you make a special dish for the young lady of Zhen Guogong's mansion to taste."

    Royal chefs, you look at me, and I look at you.

    Eunuch Fu knew at a glance what they were playing.

    "I usually do what I do for the emperor to eat, so I'll do my best," said Mr. Fu fairly.

    The royal chefs looked bitter.

    There are many stoves in the imperial dining room, which can be used for cooking by more than a dozen imperial chefs at a time.

    All kinds of ingredients are neatly arranged.

    Eunuch Fu came over and said, "Young Mistress, the imperial dining room is heavy with oily smoke, shall we wait outside?"

    "No, this bit of oily smoke won't affect me," Su Jin said.

    Su Jin didn't go out.

    For the sake of the safety of the imperial dining room, Eunuch Fu could only accompany him.

    Watching those royal chefs pick vegetables.

    The corner of Su Jin's mouth curled into a bright smile.

    She glanced and saw Xing'er touching her stomach.

    Thinking that she ate a lot just now, Su Jin said, "Did you eat too fast just now?"

    "I'm not full, I'm hungry," Xing'er said.

    ""

    The corner of Su Jin's mouth twitched.

    This maid's appetite is really enough.

    Xing'er has a big appetite, knowing that today she will enter the palace to select the imperial chef, she didn't eat much last night, and was very hungry in the morning, so she drank two cups of tea.

    The little thing I just ate is not enough.

    Xing'er drools in hunger.

    "Go and eat," Su Jin smiled helplessly.

    Myolie was just waiting for Su Jin's words, she ran over and ate.

    Eunuch Fu was not interested in the cooking of the imperial chef, but the little maid was eating. He watched it for a while.

    Watching Xing'er eating from one side of the table to the other, and eating back in circles.

    Eunuch Fu felt very bloated.

    His daily appetite is not equal to this maid's meal.

    More importantly, she hasn't finished eating yet.

    All the dishes on the table are prepared for the empresses of the palaces, because it is too late to stir fry, and I am afraid that they will not be tasty enough, so they are prepared in advance.

    These greasy dishes, ladies can eat at most two mouthfuls to try something new, but this maid just stuffs them into her mouth, isn't she afraid of getting fat and becoming a ball after eating too much?

    Xing'er swept up all the dishes on the table in a wind-blown manner.

    Finally, I burped by touching my stomach.

    Here Xing'er finished eating, and the dishes of the royal chefs over there are ready.

    A dozen or so dishes were placed on the table in a flash.

    Xing'er swallowed her saliva.

    Eunuch Fu supported his forehead and said, "Do you still want to eat?"

    "I want to eat," Myolie nodded.

    ""

    "But I really can't eat anymore," Myolie hiccupped.

    ""

    Su Jin went through more than a dozen dishes.

    very good.

    I have never seen someone who poisoned her so openly.

    She wants to eat Haisai like Xing'er, and I am afraid that this little life will be accounted for in the imperial dining room today.

    Um.

    It is spread that she, the female bandit of Qingyun Mountain, has never eaten good food.?He was stuffed to death by the delicious food in the imperial dining room.

    Such a lost face, even his father's powerful brain circuit may not be able to think of a way to get it back.

    Looking at the dishes cooked by the imperial chef, one can basically tell which ones belong to the Queen Mother.

    That's fine, it's better than picking a different cook by her side.

    Su Jin picked up the chopsticks and tasted it.

    She tasted plate after plate.

    The imperial chefs looked at each other in blank dismay.

    This servant girl devours her meal, why is this master so slow?

    And she avoided Xiangke's dishes.

    Su Jin took a sip of a plate of food, then put down his chopsticks.

    Eunuch Fu asked, "Did the young mistress be chosen?"

    "The fried shredded cuttlefish and braised straw mushrooms are not up to standard, whoever made them, stand over there for me," Su Jin pointed casually.

    The faces of the two imperial chefs are as dead ashes.

    Su Jin smiled faintly, "After looking at it for a long time, I think it's not difficult to cook. My palms are itchy, and I'm a little excited to try it."

    "Miss, do you want to cook?" Myolie asked with her eyes wide open.

    "Fire for me," Su Jin said.

    Xing'er nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

    Su Jin walked over, picked out seven or eight dishes, and then took them to the cutting board and cut them up.

    Put oil in the pot.

    Then stir fry.

    ?It looks like a chef, even the oil and salt are properly handled.

    Eunuch Fu showed his appreciation.

    The eldest young mistress is a good seedling.

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    There was a smell of paste.

    Eunuch Fu, ""

    Do you want to slap your face so quickly?

    When the vegetables are cooked, get them out of the pan quickly.

    Su Jin presented the dishes.

    Picking up the plate, he walked towards the royal chefs and said, "After eating the dishes you cook, you should try mine too."

    Royal cooks, ""

    Those dishes that are incompatible were all hodgepodge together by the young lady.

    If you have to take a bite, you may not be able to save your life.

    This is definitely not a coincidence.

    The eldest young mistress knew they were going to kill her.

    This time, they flattered the queen mother and fell on the horseshoe of the young lady of Zhen Guogong's mansion.

    All of them were panicked and broke out in cold sweat.

    Seeing that they didn't move, Eunuch Fu said, "Try them all, it's your blessing to be able to eat the dishes cooked by the young lady."

    "That's right, my Marquis and Madam haven't eaten it yet," Xing'er said.

    It's better not to eat too much.

    Can such a dark dish be eaten?

    Did the girl throw a few pieces of charcoal into it while no one was looking?

    "Are you so disrespectful?" Su Jin's voice was slightly cold.

    "Give it, give it."

    The hands of the imperial chefs holding chopsticks were trembling.

    Pick up a piece and swallow it, a sticky smell bombards the tip of the tongue, which is comparable to arsenic to the imperial chef.

    The royal chef's food is hard to swallow.

    Eunuch Fu felt sorry for them.

    In fact, he was even more afraid of the young lady saying, "Grandpa Fu, you should try it too."

    Seeing the unpalatable faces of the royal chefs, Su Jin said, "Swallow them all!"

    The royal chefs trembled all over.

    Xing'er stared with a small face.

    The imperial chefs went all out, and swallowed it with a grunt.

    Su Jin smiled with satisfaction, "It seems that I did a good job, you all eat up this plate."

    Eunuch Fu, ""

    Royal cooks, ""

    Cough cough!

    Eunuch Fu coughed lightly, "Young Mistress, the royal cooks are still busy preparing lunch, should I leave this dish for them to eat later?"

    "This dish should be eaten while it is hot, and it will lose its flavor if it is too late," Su Jin said.

    ""

    It is someone else's dish that loses its flavor.

    The taste of this plate can never be lost.

    Xing'er said, "Isn't it enough to tell them to eat quickly? I can finish a plate of food in a few mouthfuls."

    Royal cooks, ""

    Bite the bullet, the royal chefs ate up a whole plate of dishes.

    Su Jin is very satisfied.

    "Which royal cook did the eldest young mistress take a fancy to?" Eunuch Fu asked.

    "Are all the imperial chefs here?" Su Jin asked.

    "All you can choose are here," Mr. Fu said fairly.

    "Is there anything else I can't choose?" Myolie asked curiously.

    ""

    This maid, do you want to be so provocative.

    Are there not enough chefs to choose from?

    "There is also a chef who specializes in making pastries for the emperor. Apart from him, other royal chefs, young and old wives can choose," Mr. Fu said fair.

    "Then I'll choose the one who sleeps and snores over there," Su Jin pointed casually.

    "" (remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com)Jin said.

    "All you can choose are here," Mr. Fu said fairly.

    "Is there anything else I can't choose?" Myolie asked curiously.

    ""

    This maid, do you want to be so provocative.

    Are there not enough chefs to choose from?

    "There is also a chef who specializes in making pastries for the emperor. Apart from him, other royal chefs, young and old wives can choose," Mr. Fu said fair.

    "Then I'll choose the one who sleeps and snores over there," Su Jin pointed casually.

    "" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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