Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

Is the emperor considered an outsider? If he admits it himself, will it be considered exposing his identity? "It's getting late, you should go prepare the dishes for dinner. I'll ask the imperial chef to tell you about the seasonings and so on." Brother Hui saw that the chef in front of him was suddenly so nervous that he was sweating, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he said with a smile.

"Yes, I understand." Hua Wuwei responded and immediately walked towards the vegetable counter, where someone was picking out ingredients.

The imperial chef was busy, and usually he would have started preparing dinner at this time.

But the emperor did not allow it, saying that he would wait until the lady and the Duke came back before doing it.

Therefore, the imperial chef did not pay attention to the conversation here just now, and just thought that this unfamiliar face was someone that Lady Yipin had asked to help her.

The new guy looks quite honest and simple, and his clothes are brand new, but for some reason, he looks like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world.

I have heard that Madam Yipin likes to pick up people, sick and injured, so the imperial chef was not surprised at this moment. He was very proud to direct the people to wash the selected ingredients.

It was not easy. It was not until the First Rank Lady became pregnant that I had the opportunity to officially become the chef in the Yangxin Palace.

Now, I have finally made it, finally established myself in the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, and finally have someone to help me. Things will be much easier in the future.

"Remember to cook this fish while it's still alive, otherwise the fish will have a fishy smell." The royal chef reminded him worriedly.

Hua Wuwei picked up the fish and looked at him, wanting to say something but stopping himself. "What are you looking at? Let's not talk about the fact that the emperor will eat this fish. Our wife is very particular about food.

If you want to stay in the Yangxin Palace and work well, you have to be careful and attentive. "The imperial chef kindly reminded.

In fact, he really wanted to tell this country bumpkin that the lady was very picky and nagging, and if he didn't listen and affected her, he would be kicked out.

But thinking that this person was brought back by my wife, I didn't dare to say that.

Hua Wuwei blinked his eyes but said nothing in the end. He then walked out carrying the fish.

While he was cleaning the fish skillfully, he was muttering to himself that he was here to serve the Sect Master, not the Emperor. As long as the Sect Master was satisfied with the food he cooked, it would be fine, who cares whether he was the Emperor or not.

The man just now was the imperial chef, so it would be best if the imperial chef was responsible for the emperor's diet in the future, and I would be responsible for the wife's diet. Of course, the Duke is the wife's husband, so he will follow the wife to benefit. When Mu Yingbao entered the kitchen, Brother Hui had already prepared everything that needed to be prepared.

"Mother, here, is your son here?" Brother Hui rolled up his sleeves and pointed to a copper basin with a few chopsticks on it.

To make ice cream, you first need to make whipped cream, which is to separate the egg whites, add sugar, salt and a few drops of vinegar, and then beat it quickly.

He did it several times this year, but his father beat him every time, so he never had a chance.

"That's very tiring for your hands and arms. You still have to review memorials tonight. If you want to participate, do something else later." Mu Yingbao did not agree, rolled up his sleeves and started beating eggs.

Xue Wenyu was waiting proudly on the side, but when he saw Brother Hui's pitiful appearance, he felt a little reluctant.

He turned around and got a slightly smaller bowl and some chopsticks.

At this time, Mu Yingbao had already put the necessary materials aside and placed them next to him.

Xue Wenyu rolled up his sleeves, held the large copper basin in one hand, and with the other hand grabbed a few whisks and quickly stirred the liquid in the basin.

After beating for a while, he stopped and poured some of the contents of the copper basin into the small basin while Mu Yingbao was puzzled.

"Thank you, Dad." Brother Hui reacted, happily picked up the small bowl, grabbed the chopsticks, and imitated his father's movements.

The father and son had smiles on their faces and moved quickly and in unison to clear the contents of the basin.

"Your husband has grown up." Old Man Tao whispered to Mu Yingbao.

His grandson-in-law is good in every way except one thing: he strives to show off in front of Mu Yingbao and doesn't know how to give in to the child at all.

Old man Tao really despised this. He already had a wife, so was there any need to do that?

Mu Yingbao just smiled when she heard this. She naturally knew why Xue Wenyu suddenly became sensible.

He did this because he knew that he would have to leave this child sooner or later.

At the counter, the chef saw the bumpkin looking towards the table frequently, so he couldn't help but whisper a warning to him, "Do your job well."

Hua Wuwei nodded, put away his curiosity, and started cutting the vegetables seriously.

The sect leader has been found, and I have begun to work for him. As for the foods mentioned by the elders, if the sect leader knows how to cook them, I will be able to see them sooner or later.

Hua Wuwei told himself to stay calm. Several generations have been studying cooking, but their skills have been useless until they get old and are buried in the coffin.

And I am so lucky, I have waited for the master. At the age of 57, if I take good care of my health, I can serve the master for at least 30 years. No, how can I forget my son? There are still grandchildren. Hua Wuwei suddenly thought that he should not be so selfish. The new master is not even 20 years old this year. If he lives to be a hundred years old, he still has 80 years to live. He should give some of these 80 years to his son and grandchildren.

I have to write a letter and send it back home, asking my father to keep an eye on his son and grandson so that they can be qualified to serve the sect leader as soon as possible.

Several generations of people in the sect had been waiting for this leader for one hundred and twenty-eight years, and finally he had arrived.

God knows how many years the position of the next sect leader will be vacant. That's not right, the previous sect leader had no children in his lifetime, so there was no one to inherit the position of sect leader. This one is different, she is pregnant now, which means that the next sect leader must be found.

In that case, it wouldn't matter if I served the Sect Master for a few more decades, my grandson could serve the next Sect Master!

Thinking of this, Hua Wuchang couldn't help laughing. The imperial chef beside him looked at the country bumpkin and smiled foolishly.

Oh, is he mentally ill? Oh my God, please don't pick up any trash and get yourself into trouble!

By this time, Xue Wenyu and his father had already whipped the cream, and Brother Hui looked at his mother nervously.

"Sniff, not bad, not bad. Next time when your father is not at home, we can cook it whenever we want." Mu Yingbao praised.

"Wait, where am I if I'm not at home?" Xue Wenyu was annoyed.

Mu Yingbao and her mother looked at him together, trying to determine whether he was serious or joking.

"Father, what mother means is that you often go out to do things." Brother Hui responded weakly.

Xue Wenyu frowned; "That was in the past, it won't happen again in the future. Let other people go if there is something to do." Mu Yingbao praised.

"Wait, where am I if I'm not at home?" Xue Wenyu was annoyed.

Mu Yingbao and her mother looked at him together, trying to determine whether he was serious or joking.

"Father, what mother means is that you often go out to do things." Brother Hui responded weakly.

Xue Wenyu frowned; "That was in the past, it won't happen again in the future. Let others go if there is anything to do."

"Father, what if others can't handle it and you have to step in?" Brother Hui was very excited to know the answer.

I just don’t believe that if there is something really important, my father would let someone else do it…