A timid pink-haired and blue-eyed girl firmly grasped another girl's hand with her tiny hands.

What's even more strange is that this girl looks no different from her.

In fact, the heart of the girl named Xiaoshuang was already pounding with fright.

Without any deterrence, she can only protect her sister with a cold face.

What the hell is going on with this national teacher!

Kill people!

"Hahaha……"

A sudden laughter came from outside the hall to the inside of the hall.

Feng Bao, who left with Beigong Wuyue, went back and forth.

"Which one is Xiao Jiu?"

Xiaoshuang's body tensed, not knowing whether to answer or not.

As for Xiao Jiu, who was protected by her behind her, her body trembled like chaff, as if she was about to cry in the next moment.

No one answered.

Glancing at Lu San, the head of the imperial dining room who seemed to be standing and sleeping, Feng Bao's face trembled.

However, according to the direction in which everyone turned their heads, they found Xiao Jiu himself.

After noticing that it was a pair of twins, a strange feeling flashed in the depths of Feng Bao's eyes.

The smile on his face became more kind.

Being good at observing words and expressions, he immediately knew who Xiao Jiu was.

"Don't be afraid, it's a good thing, not a bad thing, for Master Guo Shi to order Miss Nine to cook for him."

Deliberately keeping his voice down, Feng Bao laughed.

however.

As soon as these words came out, all the puzzled and strange faces became really confused!

The air just froze for two or three seconds, and instantly burst as if it was tense to the extreme.

Countless whispers.

"how is this possible?"

"Color, aroma, and taste are all inferior, why choose her?!"

Since Beigong Wuyue himself is no longer there, Feng Bao himself does not have the majesty established in the imperial dining room.

The scene was suddenly out of control.

Listening to the whispered exchanges and complaints, Feng Bao suddenly felt a strong sullen feeling in his heart.

Originally, I wanted to yell and reprimand these cooks who knew no respect.

But seeing Xiao Jiu's timid and frightened posture, he still forced himself to endure it.

He remembered the ones who whispered the loudest.

"Boss Lu is well-mannered." Feng Bao tried his best to maintain a gentle attitude, without any ambiguity.

Even the godfather will properly complete the tasks ordered by the master of the country and look beautiful.

He can't put himself at a disadvantage because of a moment of anger!

Although he looks young, he has never seen anyone in this big dyeing workshop in the palace——

The chef named Xiao Jiu, that is, the female chef who made Yangzhou fried rice is too timid.

Don't be scared, don't be scared!

You have to coax him well, otherwise his business will be ruined.

"Cough, cough, stop arguing, the old man is not dead yet."

An old voice resounded, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

It was unbelievably quiet.

Immediately afterwards, Lu San, the head of the imperial dining room, walked towards Feng Bao, who was still smiling, leaning on crutches.

"I want to order my son to cook. I don't have any objections to the old man. The thoughts of the master of the country are the most important."

"Then I would like to thank Manager Lu, but can I cook immediately?" Feng Bao said humbly.

He didn't bother to resent the old man with half his foot in the coffin.

not worth it.

What he needed was for the old man to coax the twins who thought he was a scourge.

But Lu San, who seemed confused, was not confused, and understood the meaning.

He nodded to Xiaoshuang and Xiaojiu with satisfaction.

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