Remember [Love.com] in one second to provide you with wonderful reading. The fat chef thought for a while, but couldn't answer, and said, "This... after she came, she was standing there, and Liu Yun and I were still controlling the heat of the porridge, and were busy with my back to her, so we didn't care much about what she did. Anyway, after a while, she said she would leave first, and we responded and she left. She... probably didn't do anything."

When Yang Tian heard this, he became more suspicious.

It can be heard that the fat chef himself was not wary of Xiaohua, so while cooking porridge last night, he didn't pay much attention to what Xiaohua was doing.

In this case, Xiaohua obviously has room for operation.

But... just understanding this is not enough.

Yang Tian was silent for a while, looked at the fat chef again, and said, "Apart from that, do you have any other things that you have to remember? It is to say all the things worth caring about before and after cooking porridge last night, and don't hide anything."

The fat chef saw Yang Tian’s serious expression and couldn’t help but tremble for a moment. He recalled carefully for a while, and then began to say, “Things worth caring about… Uh… The snow lotus last night was a little bit less fresh, but fortunately, the color was still the same after putting it down… When I put the seasonings, I found that the rock sugar was almost used up, but the amount was just enough to cook the two bowls of porridge. I felt very lucky at that time… When I was cooking the porridge, the spoon almost fell into the spot. Fortunately, I quickly grabbed it with chopsticks… and…”

The fat chef was really obedient. He revealed everything he had remembered last night in detail, not missing every detail, and talked endlessly.

Yang Tian and the little princess were so fucked, but they both listened seriously and refused to let go of any subtle clues.

But……

I heard the fat chef talk for several minutes and it was about to end, but I still couldn't hear any useful clues.

Yang Tian and the little princess both had a headache - can't they really find any more valuable clues?

However, at this moment... the fat chef said something, suddenly thought of something, and then said, "By the way! And... when I was filling the porridge, somehow, there was a small pool of water on the ground, which almost made me fall."

When the fat chef said this, his words were a little excited, not as dull as before, which made the little princess and Yang Tian think that he had remembered some important clues.

But when the two of them listened carefully, they became depressed again.

The little princess smiled bitterly and said, "This...is this... very special? Is it very special? Some water accidentally landed on the floor in the kitchen. It should be... quite normal."

"This... you two may not know. It is normal to have water in the kitchen, but if there is water on the floor inside the counter, that is a big problem," said the fat chef seriously. "The oil smoke in this imperial kitchen has always been very heavy, and there are often sticky oil stains on the floor, which cannot be completely cleaned. These oil stains are not a problem on weekdays. They are a little sticky soles, but they will not slip and have little impact. But once they are stained with water, they are slippery. If you accidentally step on them, you may fall a big hit.

.In this imperial kitchen, most of the things made are for royal members and high-ranking officials and nobles. If you accidentally fall and break a bowl of precious food, you may end up killing! Therefore, no water is allowed in the area where the chef moves. This is one of the rules of the imperial kitchen, and it is also something that apprentices must clean and inspect every day. If there is water in the area where the apprentice is responsible for, then the apprentice will be scolded. If you commit too many times, you will even be kicked out of the imperial kitchen."

Yang Tian and the others really didn't expect this. After hearing this, they understood why the chef cared so much about this "small matter" - after all, this so-called "small matter" may also involve life and death in this imperial kitchen.

"So that's how it is. I've gained some knowledge," the little princess nodded and said.

The fat chef continued, "So, I almost fell down yesterday and found water on the ground, and I was still quite angry. Because I almost threw all the snow lotus porridge at that time, fortunately I reacted quickly and stabilized and did not make a big mistake. Afterwards, I called the apprentice in charge of the plot in this place and scolded him. It was strange - that kid was very honest on weekdays, but yesterday he insisted that there was no water there before. I was so angry that I almost slapped him a few times."

When Yang Tian heard this, he became a little interested and asked, "You said... you almost threw the snow lotus porridge at that time."

"Yes, I was holding the pot filled with the porridge that I had prepared and poured into the casserole used to hold the porridge. Suddenly, it was slippery and almost threw the pot out of my hand," the fat chef scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "But... it almost happened, and finally stabilized. It was just...uh..."

At the end, the fat chef seemed to remember something again, but... he stopped again and did not continue to say anything.

The little princess didn't notice this detail and did not continue to ask.

But Yang Tian noticed it.

He immediately asked, "It's just that what happened? What happened?

"Uh... Actually... it's nothing," said the fat chef.

"If you hesitate like this again, don't blame us for suspicion of you," Yang Tian said without any haste, with a little cold smell in his voice.

When the fat chef heard this, he felt a chill on his back, as if he was falling into an ice cave. He couldn't help but tremble and said, "No, no, no, I said! Actually... it's not a big deal, it's just... I did stabilize at that time and didn't throw the porridge off, but because of the violent panic, a little porridge was sprinkled out of the porridge pot in his hand and spread it on the side wall of the casserole. After pouring the porridge, I wiped it with a towel, but... it couldn't be completely wiped. Then I looked carefully and found that this porridge was just the one given to the second princess, and I was a little panicked..."

"Why," the little princess asked in confusion, "Isn't it just a little bit? I won't panic?"

The fat imperial chef sighed helplessly and said, "Your Highness, Little Princess, you don't know, what about Your Highness the Second Princess? What do you say... are more...small - Oh no! She...she cares more about the details."

Fatty Yuchu originally wanted to be petty, but she was a little afraid to use derogatory words to describe the second princess, so she quickly changed her words. Mobile phone users should browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Ai.com.
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