When the other imperial chefs heard this, they immediately offered their own recipes without hesitation.
"Your Majesty, I have a recipe for roast goose. I would like to relieve your Majesty's worries."
"Your Majesty, I also have a recipe, which is absolutely delicious. I will prepare it when I get back."
When Cao Yuchu saw that each of them had given their own recipe, and he was the only one left, he was inevitably a little anxious.
Finally, he made up his mind directly and said: "I have a son, I will prepare it when I go down."
Cao Yuchu was heartbroken. Unlike Zhang Yuchu, his family had been cooks for generations, so he must have one or two recipes.
The other imperial chefs all have at least five or six special dishes.
As for him, he was brought back to the palace by the late emperor who visited him privately in disguise because of his delicious Kung Pao Chicken dish, and became the royal chef.
Over the years, he has learned more dishes one after another, but his Kung Pao Chicken is still the best. It was because of that dish that he achieved his current status as a chef.
Just leave like this? No reward?
Fangzi is given away for free!
The two people are Song Jinsheng and Song Qinghui.
Song Jinsheng said nothing about this.
At this moment, she was indeed smiling and talking to the fairy-like person next to her.
Song Jinsheng nodded.
The male classmate’s deskmate directly attacked him.
After the two got off the bus, Song Qinghui had to go through her classroom and followed Song Jinsheng to send her to Class F before leaving.
One of them was dressed monotonously, wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, which could not hide her peerless appearance.
Originally, they had the desire to watch the real and fake daughter fight, but before they knew it, the relationship between the two sisters was already very good.
Her face was calm and indifferent, making it difficult for people to guess what she was thinking. She looked indifferent to everything, as if she would transform into a fairy in the next second.
But they really couldn't see any trace of the two acting together.
The imperial chefs felt a dull pain in their hearts.
One hover car after another drove up to the entrance of Cranston Middle School.
Even if they guessed and guessed, they would not know that Song Qinghui's fake act was really done!
From the time when she refused to admit that she was good to her sister and firmly believed that she was acting for the sake of the family, now she can face the fact that she has become a sister-controller.
All the royal chefs were left looking at each other in shock.
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"Very good. In that case, I accept it with a smile. Just give it to Eunuch Dexi before tomorrow night."
Could it be that his acting skills are too good?
They looked regretful that they had missed the good show, and no one suspected that they were acting for the sake of the family business.
One of the cars with the Song family logo stopped slowly, and after a while, two beauties with different styles got out.
"Wow, she is so beautiful. She is indeed a popular figure in our school. I heard that she has activated the water power, and her mental and physical strength are among the best. I wish I had a wife like her in the future.
"The male classmate said enviously.
Since Song Jinsheng's identity was exposed, Cranston's classmates have become accustomed to Song Jinsheng and Song Qinghui coming to school together.
When the emperor saw that the imperial chefs below were so interested, he nodded with satisfaction.
Only Zhang Yuchu felt refreshed and walked away with a breeze.
"Jinsheng, is that your sister Song Qinghui?" asked a male classmate next to her.
The other one has a certain aggressive look and is a cold and glamorous beauty.
After saying that, the emperor walked away.
"At your level, don't even think about it. You may not even have a wife. You still want someone like Song Qinghui."
Now that I have dedicated it to the Emperor, it would be a lie if I don’t feel sorry for him.
The male classmate looked disappointed: "When I think about me not having a wife in the future, my heart breaks like a knife."
"It's okay if I don't have a wife. At least I have children. When the time comes, I can make more contributions to the federation and have enough credits. I can just apply to artificially cultivate a descendant." My deskmate comforted me.
"How can a child raised artificially be compared to the one born with my wife?"
"Come on, even if you have a wife, your wife may not be able to get pregnant. It's better to earn credit points peacefully."
