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Chapter 373 The Crazy Prince's Little Cook 28
Seeing them leave in a mighty group, Tang Muyue stood at the Chuihua Gate and did not leave.

Wei Zi stood aside, looking at Tang Muyue's worried face, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Miss, you can relax! Slaves, look, the second lady is a person of great talent, and our family must be number one."

Tang Muyue also laughed when she heard Wei Zi's words.

"You're right, Sui Sui is amazing."

After speaking, he asked Wei Zi to help him go in.

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When Tang Sui arrived at the place, the big shopkeeper went up, handed over their qualification certificates, and quickly let them go.

Zhu's manor is very spectacular, different from other manors in Yangzhou City, small and exquisite, classic and elegant.

There are probably a lot of wintersweet flowers planted inside. In winter, the warm sun rises, and the fragrance of wintersweet blooms wantonly, which is a bit domineering and charming.

Tang Sui took a deep breath, and his expression became more relaxed.

The corners of her mouth were raised slightly, and she looked around with her black eyes.

When we got to the hall, the inside was also empty, without a place, just a square circle of stoves, which should be used for comparison and trial use.

"Miss, go and sit down over there."

Cui'er found a place, and hurriedly dragged Tang Sui to sit and rest first.

Otherwise, there will definitely be no time to sit down and rest after the competition.

"Ah."

Tang Sui responded, and followed Tweety over to sit down.

"Miss, I'll walk around and see what will happen later."

After the shopkeeper finished talking to Tang Sui, he hurried away.

Tweety looked around and reached out to pat her heart.

Looking at his own lady who was sitting calmly, he couldn't help asking: "Miss, are you not worried at all?"

"Worried? What are you worried about?"

With some doubts on his face, Tang Sui turned his head and looked at Cui'er again.

"It's just nervous!"

Tweety clenched her fists.

"not nervous."

Tang Sui shook his head, anyway, his goal was always Zhou Che.

Since the last time we met in the kitchen, I haven't met Zhou Che again.

However, she knew that Zhou Che would definitely eat what she cooked.

"what!"

Suddenly, Tweety called out.

"What's wrong, I'm surprised."

"Miss, don't you think that is my uncle? Why is he here by himself." Tweety pointed to the side.

Tang Sui looked in the direction her finger was pointing at, and it turned out that it was really Ji Wanxing.

Yo, I ran into Ji Wanxing here.

Tang Sui looked at Ji Wanxing.

Ji Wanxing was greeting someone, he seemed to have sensed Tang Sui's cold gaze, and after looking over, he turned away with a look of certainty.

"Miss, what does uncle mean by this!"

Tweety looked sad.

"He's just so angry."

Tang Sui smiled and didn't take it seriously.

Anyway, he just came to accompany him on the run.

The competition has begun.

The lottery system was adopted. Everyone went to the stove to cook according to the order. When they were done, they would bring it in for King Li to taste. If King Li tried the dishes, it meant that they could stay.

Of course, the people present here have basically been strictly selected by the members of the Zhu family, and they are standing here to participate in the competition.

"Miss, go draw lots!"

The shopkeeper came over and asked Tang Sui to come over.

"Uncle Fu, go ahead and smoke, I don't care."

Tang Sui still sat still, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and lightly tapped on the tea cup with his fingers.

(End of this chapter)