Sue Luo looked around the kitchen and let her see a goldfish in the tank.

The golden silk silverfish, a great supplement after injury, is the most suitable for Nangong Liuyun's sick number.

Su Luo found that after having martial arts, the speed of processing the fish was not ordinarily fast, and a golden silver fish had been processed with a knife in his hand.

Su Luo cleaned it and scratched a few oblique marks on both sides of the fish's back.

A palm wind swept by, and the goldenrod silverfish that was still dripping immediately dried up.

Turn on the heat, pour in a little rapeseed oil, add a few slices of ginger and green onions.

Su Luo put the golden silk whitebait into the oil pan and stir-fried for a while, and fried both sides until golden brown, and then closed the pot.

Pour in a pot of boiling water, add the fried fish, add a few slices of ginger and shallots, and simmer over high heat until the soup is milky white.

Of course, the soup here was replaced by space spirit spring water by Su Luo.

When the pot is lifted, a rich aroma comes to the face.

Seeing the fruits of his labor, Su Luo nodded with satisfaction.

Outside the kitchen, Steward Xu and the others did not go far, they all stood nervously outside the door, pricking up their ears to pay attention to the scene inside, for fear that their future princess would make a little mistake.

"Wang, Miss Su, what are you going to do?" Chef A probed his head and stood on tiptoe to look in.

"Cook for His Highness himself." Chef B guessed right.

"But wouldn't she? It's not that I said, our Royal Highness is the most picky about eating, he doesn't eat chicken, duck and fish, and he doesn't look at fresh vegetables and vegetables, and we are the most top-notch in the imperial kitchen, His Royal Highness is not very satisfied, this Miss Su made out the ...... "Can you eat it?" Chef C was deeply skeptical of the results.

Chef Ding was the most indignant: "How can these daughters cook by themselves?" You can't eat what you make. ”

Steward Xu frowned coldly, glanced at them, and warned solemnly: "Shut up if you don't want to die." ”

His Royal Highness the King of Jin said that if this Miss Su was the slightest bit unhappy, even if she frowned slightly, they would all have to jump the moat automatically.

As soon as Steward Xu's words came out, there was a silence all around, and the sound of the wind blowing and falling leaves was clearly audible.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly erupted from among the cooks.

"Hey, what's that smell? It smells so good. Chef A sniffed his nose and walked forward step by step.

"It seems to be coming from the kitchen." Chef B stared at the door in surprise.

"Could it be Miss Su......" Chef C couldn't believe it.

"It can't be!" Chef Ding's eyes were round, and he looked unbelievable.

"Squeak-" There was a sound, and the closed door of the kitchen was quietly opened.