The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 887 Generous

He was chosen by the first emperor to go to the imperial dining room, and Ling Juncheng arranged him in this small Qingyue Palace, what a shame!

No matter how good his culinary skills are, he can't let his buried martial arts skills stay with her and become a frog in a well.

Zhou Song smiled lightly, he shook his head and said, "It's my honor to be able to serve the imperial concubine in Qingyue Palace, how can I feel wronged?"

"The slave is afraid that the food he cooks won't suit your mother's taste."

He clasped his hands and answered, his words and demeanor were gentle and courteous.

"You really don't feel wronged?" Seeing his expression, Su Xi felt quite sincere.

But it doesn't make sense, how could this person's ability be moved by the several times the salary that Ling Juncheng gave him?

"Gourmet food should be for those who know how to taste." Zhou Songyun spit out this sentence calmly.

Su Xi was drinking tea from a teacup. After hearing what he said, she stopped drinking tea.

"If you say that, you are not afraid that the words will reach the emperor's ears and make him unhappy?"

Zhou Song used to serve the emperor. Doesn't he mean that Ling Juncheng doesn't know how to taste the food he makes?
"This servant said this in front of the emperor. If he wants to be angry, he should be angry more than a hundred times."

Zhou Song's face was indifferent.

The emperor's appetite has always been poor, and every time he made a meal, he just moved it casually and was sent back to the imperial dining room.

Even though he tried his best to cook it for him in different ways, he still couldn't make him eat more.

But as long as the noble concubine goes to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to eat, there will never be any leftover meals made by the Imperial Dining Room.

As a cook, the happiest thing is that the food you cook hard is loved by others.

So when the emperor said that he would send someone to the small kitchen of Qingyue Palace, he volunteered to come.

Not to mention, when he came to Qingyue Palace, he also cooked very vigorously.

"Your cooking skills are impeccable. I'm very satisfied. You put so much thought into it every day. It's really hard work for you."

As Su Xi said, she gave Maisui a look.

"Zhou Yuchu, this is what the imperial concubine gave you last time." Maisui immediately took out the reward silver that he had prepared in advance.

Zhou Song cupped his hands and said: "What the slave does is his duty. If there is nothing else, the slave will go down and get busy first."

He didn't reach for the silver, didn't even look up.

Maisui's outstretched hand just froze in the air.

She turned her head to look at Su Xi, wondering if she should forcefully hand the money to Zhou Song.

"Okay, you go first."

Su Xi took a sip of tea with a teacup.

After Zhou Song returned the gift, he turned and left, walking gracefully, and quickly disappeared into the yard.

"Your Majesty, the imperial chef is too pure-hearted this week. He doesn't even look at such a bag of silver in front of him. If it were someone else, he would have been impatient to put it in his pocket!"

"Mai Sui, all these silver rewards are given to you." Su Xi saw that Mai Sui's eyes were shining as she stared at the silver coins.

She probably has never seen her so generous.

Maisui opened her mouth in surprise, and in the next second, she grinned until her gums were exposed.

"Thank you Madam Long En!"

She swiftly put the bag of some heavy silver into her pocket.

This is the first time the master has made such a big deal!
Suddenly remembered something, she pursed her lips and said softly: "Mother, I didn't see Mu Yang today, and I don't know where he went to be lazy, so I don't work well when I'm on errands."

(End of this chapter)