Grandpa Fu glanced back at the imperial kitchen.

The imperial chefs turned pale.

The eyes pleaded.

I barely knelt down and begged him.

It was not easy to enter the palace to be the imperial chef, and the glorious lintel fell into the hands of the bandits, so how could they be willing?

Gonggong Fu glanced back and forth, unable to make a decision for Su Jin.

He looked at Su Jindao, "Grandma, these are all chefs who have been carefully selected from all over the world to enter the palace, and their cooking skills are excellent. ”

Eye-catching?

Is this asking her girl to look at her face and choose the imperial chef?

"Cooking is more about the dishes, not the face," Apricot said.

“……。”

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

“……。”

Father-in-law Fu looked embarrassed.

I don't look at the background of my husband's family, I look at my face directly.

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

Don't look at the appearance, look at the craftsmanship instead, the young grandmother and her bandit little maid have become connotative.

"Isn't that better than cooking?" Fu Gonggong suggested.

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

Gonggong Fu turned to look at the imperial kitchen and said, "You each make a specialty dish for the grandmother of the Zhenguo Mansion to taste." ”

Chefs, you look at me, I look at you.

Father-in-law Fu knew at a glance what they were fighting.

"Usually how to cook for the emperor, just do it, cheer up the spirit," Fu Gong said.

The imperial chefs had a bitter look on their faces.

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

All kinds of ingredients are neatly arranged.

Father-in-law Fu came over and said, "Grandma, the imperial dining room is full of fumes, let's go and wait outside, right?" ”

"No, this little bit of oil smoke can't smoke me," Su Jin said.

Su Jin didn't go out.

For the sake of the safety of the imperial dining room, Father-in-law Fu could only accompany him.

Watch the chefs pick up the dishes.

The corners of Su Jin's mouth hooked up a bright smile.

She glanced and saw Apricot touching her belly.

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

"No, I'm hungry," Apricot said.

“……。”

The corners of Su Jin's mouth twitched.

This maid's meal is really enough.

Xing'er had a large amount of food, and she knew that she was going to enter the palace to choose the imperial kitchen today, but she didn't eat much last night, and she was very hungry in the morning, so she poured two teas.

That's enough for what I just ate.

Apricot swallowed hungryly.

"Let's go eat," Su Jin smiled helplessly.

Xing'er waited for Su Jin's words, she ran over and feasted.

Father-in-law Fu was not interested in cooking in the imperial kitchen, but the little maid ate, and he watched it for a while.

Watch the apricots eat from one side of the table to the other, and come back in circles.

Father-in-law Fu felt that his stomach was very bloated.

The amount of food he had on this day was not enough for this maid's meal.

What's more, she hasn't finished eating yet.

The dishes on the table are all prepared for the palace maidens, because it is too late to stir-fry, I am afraid that it will not be enough to taste, so prepare it in advance.

These greasy dishes, the ladies eat at most two bites to taste fresh, this girl will stuff it directly into her mouth, isn't she afraid of eating too much fat balls?

Xing'er rolled all the dishes on the table in a windy manner.

Finally, I touched my stomach and burped.

After eating the apricots here, the dishes of the imperial chefs over there are ready.

A dozen dishes were placed on the table.

Apricot swallows.

Father-in-law Fu raised his forehead and said, "Do you still want to eat?" ”

"I want to eat," Apricot nodded.

“……。”

"But I can't eat it anymore," Apricot hiccuped.

“……。”

Su Jin went through more than a dozen dishes.

Very good.

I've never seen such a righteous light poison her.

She wants to eat Haisai like an apricot, and I'm afraid that this little life will have to be explained in the imperial dining room today.

Well.

It was spread that she, a female bandit from Qingyun Mountain, had never eaten anything good, and was strangled to death by the food in the imperial dining room.

Such a lost face, even his father's powerful brain circuits may not be able to think of a way to pick it up.

Looking at the dishes cooked by the imperial kitchen, you can basically determine which ones are the queen mother's people.

It's better than her picking a chef with a different heart by her side.

Su Jin picked up the chopsticks and tasted them.

She tasted plate after plate.

The imperial chefs looked at each other.

This maid eats and gobbles, why is this master slow and reasonable?

And she avoided all the dishes of Xiangke.

A plate of dishes, Su Jin tasted it, and then put down the chopsticks.

Father-in-law Fu asked, "Can the young grandmother be picked?" ”

"That dish of fried shredded cuttlefish and braised straw mushrooms in oil is not up to standard, whoever made it, stand over there for me," Su Jin pointed casually.

The two imperial kitchen noodles are like ashes.

Su Jin smiled faintly, "After watching it for a long time, I feel that it is not difficult to cook, and my palms are itchy, and I am a little excited to try." ”

"Is the girl going to cook?" Apricot said with her eyes wide open.

"Help me make a fire," Su Jin said.

Apricot nodded like a chick pecking rice.

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

Put oil in a pan.

Then stir-fry.

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

Fu Gonggong's eyes showed appreciation.

The young grandmother is a good seedling.

And then—

A mushy smell came.

Father-in-law," ....... ”

Do you want to slap your face so quickly?

When the dish is cooked, hurry up and get out of the pot.

Su Jin presented the dish.

Picking up the plate, he walked over to the imperial chefs and said, "After eating your dishes, you can also taste what I made." ”

Chefs, "....... ”

Those dishes that were compatible were all mixed up by the big and young grandmothers.

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

This is definitely no coincidence.

Grandma knew they were going to kill her.

This time, they slapped the queen mother's ass on the horse's hooves of the grandmother of the Zhenguo Mansion.

One by one, they were panicked and broke out in a cold sweat.

Seeing that they didn't move, Gonggong Fu said, "Try them all, it's your blessing to be able to eat the dishes made by the young grandmother." ”

"That's it, my lord and lady haven't eaten it," Xing'er said.

It's better not to eat it.

Is it possible to eat such a dark dish?

Did the girl throw a few pieces of charcoal into it while people were not looking?

"Is it so faceless?" Su Jin's voice was slightly cool.

"Give, give."

The hands of the chefs holding chopsticks were trembling.

Pick up a piece and swallow it, a mushy taste bombards the tip of the tongue, which is comparable to arsenic for the imperial kitchen.

Imperial food is hard to swallow.

Father-in-law Fu felt a little sorry for them.

In fact, he was even more afraid of the young grandmother saying, "Father-in-law Fu, you can also taste it." ”

Seeing the unpalatable looks of the imperial chefs, Su Jin said, "Swallow it for me!" ”

The chefs trembled.

Apricot stared.

The chefs let go and swallowed.

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

Father-in-law," ....... ”

Chefs, "....... ”

Ahem!

Grandpa Fu coughed lightly and said, "Grandma, the imperial chefs are still busy preparing lunch, so leave this dish for them to eat later, right?" ”

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

“……。”

If it loses its taste, it's someone else's dish.

The taste of this plate is definitely not lost.

Xing'er said, "Wouldn't it be enough to tell them to eat quickly?" I ate a plate of dishes in a few bites. ”

Chefs, "....... ”

Instead, the imperial chefs ate up a plate of dishes.

Su Jin was very satisfied.

"Which imperial chef does Grandma have a crush on?" Fu Gonggong asked.

"Are all the Imperial Chefs here?" Su Jindao.

"All the choices are here," Fu Gong said.

"Is there anything else you can't choose?" Apricot said curiously.

“……。”

This girl, do you want to be so good at raising the bar.

Isn't there enough to choose from so many chefs?

"There is also a chef who specializes in making pastries for the emperor, in addition to him, other imperial chefs, young and young grandmothers can choose," Fu Gong said.

"Then I'll choose to sleep and snore over there," Su Jin pointed casually.

“……。”