"Stay..." Yang Xiu has basically maintained a 'staring' posture since Wang Yong came to the imperial kitchen.

"Occasionally, borrow the imperial chef for me, isn't it a problem?" Wang Yong smiled, "It's good to see the situation here in advance. Maybe we will be colleagues soon."

"If you want to take my position, you must first win me!" Yang Xiu retorted directly. This is her position she has worked for several years, and it is not to give it up just by giving it up.

He paused, pointed to his badge and said, "See, I am now a third-grade senior chef! I will also take this year's Extra Chef Examination!"

"Oh, that's what you said..." Wang Yong looked surprised when he heard this, "Why haven't you made any progress in the past so many years?"

"Ha? Obviously... wait, where are you looking? You big scumbag!" Yang Xiu didn't react at first, but fortunately she was not stupid. After reacting, he hugged her chest with both hands and yelled.

"I thought you invited me to appreciate this... I'm sorry, I didn't notice it. Before I knew it, you were already a third-grade senior chef..." Wang Yong's mouth curled up slightly. He had noticed that Yang Xiu's hands had a thick layer of calluses. For women, these hands were so rough that they didn't match her young appearance.

But it is enough to show how hard Yang Xiu has worked hard to train his cooking skills in recent years. The third-grade senior chef is the best proof of her efforts in recent years!

"Speaking of this... I'm sorry, I was unable to participate in the teacher's death..." Wang Yong immediately changed the topic.

Yang Ci was old after all. Around May this year, he fell seriously ill and then he never recovered. He passed away in mid-May, and Wang Yong was still in Guandu at that time. After learning the news, he had to entrust Xun Yu to pay his respects on his behalf.

"Grandfather left suddenly. You were out of the war at that time, and there was nothing we could do. It was just because of this that my father had to step down as the governor of Xuzhou and stayed for three months..." Yang Xiu sighed. She was not close to her father, but instead she was closer to her grandfather Yang Ci. The grandfather who had always loved her left, and she was actually quite sad.

As for mourning, it was Zhou Li for three years, and I remember Cai Yong also advocated it. However, in this era of "rituals and music collapse", no one would really mourn for three years. Generally speaking, it would be better for about three months, and the emperor would mourn for about three days, which would mean it. Otherwise, if he really didn't attend court for three years, the power would be either undermined or the world would be in chaos.

"Speaking of this, who will serve as the governor of Xuzhou now?" Wang Yong was still very curious.

"It seems that it is Dong Zhao. After all, she has made a lot of contributions in the battle of Hebei." Yang Xiu thought for a while, "My father's Ding You is also ready to end. He will come back to replace Dong Cheng's position, and Dong Cheng will be promoted to Sikong."

"Fu Wan is going to retire this year..." Wang Yong sighed a little. Fortunately, Fu Shou and Zhou Cang were doing well in Hanoi, so I thought Fu Wan should be satisfied.

"But I still say the same thing. If you want my position, you must beat me, otherwise you will be your deputy!" Yang Xiu immediately turned the topic back.

"Of course there is no problem with this. Has you realized the realm of a special chef?" Wang Yong looked at Yang Xiu.

"Probably... maybe... maybe..." Yang Xiu became a little unconfident.

When grandpa left, she personally hosted the funeral banquet. After putting all her emotions in, she seemed to have entered the field of a special chef. But she didn't really go in, so she didn't have much confidence.

"Then I look forward to the showdown with you!" Wang Yong nodded and took off his apron. "Lunch is ready...I've prepared your portion too... How about tasting it?"

"I want to see how good your level is!" Yang Xiu was not polite and started to remove the chopsticks directly.

"Ah~~~~Ha~~~~~~~~~~" Perhaps it was because she hadn't been abused for too long. The moment the food entered her mouth, the impact of the delicious food directly made her whole body numb. Her tongue was a little knotted, and her words were a little unclear. Her consciousness was also a little blurred, and she was completely immersed in the impact of this dish.

"Ahhh...ahh...why, it's...this feeling..." Yang Xiu must admit that in terms of delicacies, he was completely abused. The man in front of him has completely entered that field!

"The hospitality is not good..." Wang Yong smiled and brought Liu Xie and Liu Feng over.

"I won't admit defeat this guy, remember it!" Yang Xiu shouted at his back in shame and anger.

Then he slowly stood up, looked at the lunch on the kitchen table, gritted his teeth, and began to taste it again. Although he was very unwilling, although he was extremely unwilling... but...

"Ah~~~Ha~~~Ha~~~Good~~Beautiful~~Taste~~" Soon she was completely immersed in it and couldn't extricate herself. A very ordinary lunch, a very ordinary ingredients, and she relied on her cooking skills to this extent. She was hit in front of this lunch.

After returning home, Wang Yong began to prepare for the war with all his might. From the next day, a room was opened in Xudu Palace, which was dedicated to studying for several children. There were more than ten teachers, including five teachers, covering the Six Arts of Gentlemen.

"If you are a primary school student, it will be almost the same. When you come back, you will make up for some lessons and be deceived by Confucianism." Cao Cao commented on this.

Confucianism does not say that it is wrong, but how to explain it depends on the purpose of the teacher. It can make a person a real hero, it can also make a hypocrite who speaks of benevolence, righteousness and morality, or even a coward.

For ministers, an emperor who is best to say "a gentleman rules with a mercy and righteousness at any time" is the most in line with their needs. Even if that emperor is Wang Yong's son and Wang Yun's niece, she cannot stop her from indoctrinating like this!

"Who will make up for the lessons from Liu Feng?" Wang Yong was still a little worried.

"You... who will come if you don't come?" The girls looked at Wang Yong in confusion. They took responsibility for the family. Who will take responsibility for the palace if he doesn't take responsibility for it? They really think that the child has nothing to do with him when he is born?!

"Okay, I will be responsible..." Wang Yong actually knew that what they mean was to let themselves try their best to spare time to accompany Liu Xie and Liu Feng in the palace. The child was growing up slowly, and he would definitely complain if he didn't see his father for three or five days.

"Don't forget the special exam!" Cao Cao reminded.

"I'm preparing, aren't there still more than ten days left? How is it going on in Jiangdong?" Wang Yong immediately changed the topic.

"I'm waiting for the Jingzhou Navy. In fact, since Sun Quan wants to fight, all parties are actually preparing for the war." Cao Cao replied, "calculate the time, and you will probably fight during your exam..."

"That's really a coincidence." Wang Yong didn't expect that his special chef exam would be able to catch up with the Battle of Red Cliffs.

"You only have five days of exams, but in war, I'm afraid it will take more than a month..." Cao Cao sighed.
Chapter completed!