Feng Chi followed her instructions and picked up the vegetables.
The head steward of the imperial kitchen’s jaw dropped.
He blinked repeatedly and even couldn’t help pinching his thigh hard to make sure he was imagining it.
The King had indeed obediently gone to wash the vegetables!
This realization made him feel as if the day had changed and the world had become magical.
When the head steward recovered from his shock, he immediately stepped forward and said, “Your Majesty, let me do this rough work.”
Feng Chi said calmly, “No need.”
The head steward froze, staring at the King, squatting there washing vegetables. It was a scene he couldn’t even imagine, yet he saw it today.
Will His Majesty kill him to silence him because he saw something he shouldn’t have seen?
The head steward pondered this, a cold sweat breaking out in his chest. He looked at Feng Chi with worry; in his eyes, he wasn’t washing vegetables, but his own head.
Bei Yutang happened to look up and saw the head steward of the imperial kitchen staring at the vegetables with tears in his eyes.
“Steward, is there something wrong with these vegetables?” Bei Yutang asked.
Feng Chi, who was concentrating on washing vegetables, heard Yutang’s voice and immediately looked up at the steward.
The head steward was suddenly stared at by the two masters, especially Feng Chi, whose gaze made him uneasy.
“No, no.”
“You’re not needed here. Wait outside.” Feng Chi said.
The head steward said with fear, “Yes, I will be right out.”
After he left, they were the only two people left in the huge imperial kitchen. The imperial chefs stood waiting outside the door, not daring to relax for a moment. They listened attentively, waiting for the masters to start work so that they could rush in and save the situation.
The imperial chefs were all on edge, even more nervous than if they were cooking themselves.
Soon, they could hear the beautiful woman’s voice giving orders from the kitchen.
“Feng Chi, cut this.”
The imperial chefs’ eyes widened when they heard the beautiful woman dare to call His Majesty’s name, as if they had seen a ghost. Even more surprising was His Majesty’s reaction. Instead of anger, his voice was incredibly gentle.
“Okay. Do you want to cut this?” Feng Chi held up two other vegetables.
“No. Shred them. The more evenly shredded, the better.”
…
Then the imperial chefs heard Beauty Bei repeatedly ordering His Majesty to do this and that, and His Majesty happily did it, showing no sign of anger.
One of the imperial chefs couldn’t help but whisper, “Is that really His Majesty?”
Is he still the cruel, cold-blooded, and murderous King they knew?
Upon hearing this, the head steward of the imperial kitchen slapped the chef on the forehead and whispered, “Don’t worry about your head! Do you think His Majesty is anyone you can criticize? Watch your head.”
Everyone fell silent.
The head steward of the imperial kitchen ordered, “Whether the stove or the entire Imperial Kitchen is on fire, remember to always praise His Majesty and Beauty Bei. Understand?”
The imperial kitchen’s chefs responded in unison, “Yes.”
Everyone waited for the moment when the imperial kitchen would be set on fire. The eunuchs had already prepared wooden buckets for pouring water. Everyone was on full alert.
However, they waited and waited, and what they encountered was a burst of fragrant aroma.
The aroma aroused everyone’s appetite.
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