An Zimu looked at his father and Yun Wangye smiling heartily, and then turned his head to look at his eldest uncle and second uncle, although their faces were smiling, they were a little stiff, it turned out that his family died tragically in the sea of fire, not overnight, but over time. An Zimu was a little nervous, pulling the handkerchief with both hands, and staring at the plate in front of him. "What's wrong with the second sister? I've been staring at the plate all the time, is it because I haven't eaten enough and want to eat more? At this time, a sarcastic voice sounded, pulling An Zimu's thoughts back. An Zimu heard someone shouting about himself, so he looked up, and happened to see An Ziyue's mocking face, An Ziyue is his own sister, and he is a twin, and he came to this world at the same time, but An Zimu and An Ziyue have completely different personalities, An Zimu is cautious and cautious, and has always guarded his beautiful appearance, and does not dare to go beyond it, but An Ziyue has an innocent and brilliant face, and has a lively and bold personality. At the beginning, when she died in the sea of fire, she happened to be in the palace to attend the prince's banquet. Although her personalities are different, An Zimu cherishes her relationship with her family very much, and it's really good that she is not there. Although he saw An Ziyue's sarcastic smile, An Zimu still chose to ignore her, a ten-year-old child is still his own sibling sister, even if he does something excessive, he should not blame her.

An Zimu resisted the shame in his heart, such a thing was really shameful. An Zimu reluctantly pulled a smile and said: "What did my sister say, I am just still immersed in this kind of food, this chef is really good, although Zimu can't say the truth in it, but the taste is really good." An Ziyue didn't have the heart to listen to An Zimu's gentle words for a long time, and she was already there looking at the golden hairpin on her eldest sister's head. On the contrary, after hearing An Zimu's answer, Father An said with a somewhat unhappy face: "Mu'er, you have a talent for cooking, study hard, don't waste your talent." Wait a minute, come to my study. After An Zimu heard his father's words, his face stiffened slightly. Seeing the embarrassed face of the little ten-year-old child, Yun Wang Ye said with a smile: "Wen Xuan, don't be so tough on the girl's family, even if you are talented, you still want to be someone else's family, you better take care of your son!" Father An heard Yun Wang Ye say this, so he smiled and didn't speak, Mu'er is indeed very talented, when others said that they were talented, when they saw Mu'er, they knew that they were just a trace of talent, this is the real talent, the children of Anfu have no one to compare with Mu'er, although Mu'er will eventually become someone else's family, but she can still rely on her to support the sisters in the family, these children, I don't know if there will be people who can become imperial chefs.

After breakfast, An Zimu went to his father's study. As soon as An Zimu entered, he saw his father looking at the painting on the wall, which was An Zimu's grandfather, who flew to the sword for Emperor Yan, and later became Emperor Yan's imperial chef An Yizheng. Father An turned his back to An Zimu and stared at the painting for a long time, without words. An Zimu has been standing there, looking at his grandfather's figure and his father's back. After a long time, his father seemed to see An Zimu's cunzài, and greeted An Zimu with a smile. An Zimu walked over cautiously, and Father An said, "Mu'er, sit, have you been standing for a long time?" Why don't you call your father! An Zimu said with a smile: "Daddy sits first, Zimu sees that his father is missing his grandfather, and he doesn't want to disturb his father's thoughts, besides, if my daughter stands for a while, it's okay." Father An looked at An Zimu and said, "Mu'er, you know that your father has great hopes for you, have you had anything recently, why can't you taste anything when we eat together?" An Zimu knew that this day would come, and his father would eventually find out that something was wrong with him, but he didn't expect it to be so soon, since his father said it, then say his concerns, the family, it's better to say it clearly, his father is also a person who knows how to be a man, but he is confused by flesh and blood affection, and he can't see clearly.

An Zimu raised his head, stared at his father with big eyes, and said word by word: "Daddy, Zimu thinks that you are too sharp." These words, maybe there is something wrong with the daughter saying them, but the daughter also wants to ask her father to hear her daughter's thoughts. An Zimu did not use Zimu, but used his daughter, so that he would not seem to be too much, and his father would listen carefully to his daughter's heartfelt words. An Zimu continued: "Daddy, everyone knows that our third son of An Fu is the best cook in Yan Kingdom, and among them, especially the third son of the An family, who has passed away the most of Master An's heart, he has also inherited all of Master An's cooking skills. It is also rumored that the third son of the An family seems to have obtained the unique secret technique of Master An, and this book is only passed on to the most talented successors of the An family. When your daughter was five years old, you took your daughter to taste the state banquet, and your daughter said the cooking of the dishes cooked by the imperial chefs one by one. The relationship between the father and the dignitaries, the prince and the grandson is good, and he is deeply loved by the Yan Emperor. Isn't such a three-bedroom Anfu the target of public criticism? An Zimu said his words carefully, and used every word carefully. Don't dare to rashly say anything about the eldest uncle and the second uncle. My father is so smart that he should understand, and what he said is not too much.

After An Zimu finished speaking, An's father looked at his ten-year-old daughter in front of him, is this a ten-year-old child? She said it so cautiously and convincingly. Father An looked at his daughter, those bright eyes were his daughter, and there was nothing wrong with that. Father An slowed down, and suddenly laughed loudly, and said while laughing: "My daughter is really smart, my father thought you only had the talent of cooking, it turned out that my daughter has been hiding her strength, my father knows, my good daughter, my father will listen to my daughter's words well, and he will hide his edge well in the future." Like my daughter, waiting for the moment when a blockbuster hit. Now that you know that there is nothing wrong with my daughter, let's go with me to the kitchen to see the chef's skills! After that, the daughter will only speak her opinion before her father. An Zimu breathed a sigh of relief and followed the father to the kitchen.