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Chapter 23 The Kitchen Makeover

Seeing that the man had finished speaking but didn't intend to pick up his chopsticks, Qin Su blinked and spoke in a coaxing tone, as if speaking to a child:
"Why don't you try it? It looks ordinary, but it's not bad at all!"

Her voice was soft and gentle, like she was coaxing a child.

Chu Jiang stared at her coldly, unmoved.

Qin Su took the wooden spoon out of the box and handed it over: "These are all new tableware, no one has used them."

The two remained locked in a stalemate, one refusing to accept the call and the other refusing to retract it, as if they were locked in a battle of wills.

Just as the system was about to persuade the host that if it really didn't work out, they could do it next time, since the tyrant had already agreed to send ingredients anyway.

Before she could even speak, she saw the man take it.

System: [...Another unexpected day.]

Chu Jiang tasted the steamed egg custard the girl had brought him. It had no eggy smell at all, but instead had a faint floral fragrance. It was indeed as delicious as she had said.

However, he stopped after only two bites, his sharp eyes sweeping over as if to ask, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Qin Su lowered her eyes to look at the tableware in front of her: "I need to clean up..."

He didn't take it seriously: "It's none of your business, someone will take care of it."

The little girl heard this, but still didn't move, even lowering her head further: "We don't have many bowls and chopsticks at home..."

The room seemed to fall silent for a moment.
The next moment, Chu Jiang laughed in exasperation: "You really are a penniless wretch!"

Despite being told that, she seemed shameless and dared to press him further: "The bowl with the chicken soup that day..."

Chu Jiang: "It's lost."

A hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she only gave a soft "oh" and said nothing more.

The man who had expected her to be angry felt a little disappointed: Tsk, no fun.
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That very night, the kitchen staff, who were essentially kept idle and "doing nothing," suddenly received an order from the Seventh Prince:
Immediately purchase a batch of fresh and plentiful ingredients and send them to His Highness.

Besides common vegetables and meats, even seasonings are needed!
Upon hearing this request, the chefs had only one thought: Had that person finally gone completely mad? Couldn't stand their food anymore and was preparing to cook for themselves?
The next morning, Qin Su was awakened by the system's excited voice.

[Host, oh host, wake up! Wake up! Go outside and see, there's a surprise!]

Qin Su yawned, rubbed her eyes, and got out of bed, feeling much more awake.

It's not that she was particularly physically fit; it's just that in ancient times, without cell phones, computers, or nightlife, and with lights out and bedtime at a certain time, her sleep schedule was impeccably good.

Under her care, my skin has visibly improved; it's now hydrated, full of collagen, and absolutely gorgeous.

"What surprise? Is it raining gold from the sky?"

She argued with the system while getting dressed, opening the door, and then...

"Nothing's different?"

She glanced at the still very simple kitchen and didn't find any "surprise".

System: [Look towards the kitchen! Look!]

"Ok?"

Qin Su responded lazily, and this time she really did notice the "difference"—

You mean that firewood?

The neatly stacked chopped firewood in the corner outside the kitchen was there yesterday.

In fact, even the firewood in this secluded courtyard was often harshly handled, proving that the original owner of this body, the female protagonist of a tragic novel, truly lived up to her reputation.

[Yes, yes, yes! It's firewood! Go into the kitchen, there's a surprise inside!]

The system was even more excited than Qin Su, the actual owner: [These were all sent over by the tyrant last night. He really... I'm crying! I've never seen the tyrant treat anyone so well. Host, you really are different.]

Qin Su, who had already taken a step forward, paused at the system's overly dramatic words and couldn't help but retort, "Why don't you just say I'm the first woman he brought home? System, you're wasting your talent by not working in a CEO romance novel." System: [...]

Everything the leader said is true!

Qin Su finally pushed open the kitchen door as the system had wished, and was shocked by the "abundant resources" inside:
"You know what, as expected of the royal family, their efficiency is really high."

As Qin Su spoke, her gaze shifted from the lush green vegetables to the cleaned chicken.

In particular, the chicken was placed in the most conspicuous position and wrapped in ice.

Ice cubes...tsk, that's quite luxurious.

"No, if even a chicken 'died' so well, why don't I have any ice?"

The system initially didn't want to answer, but couldn't resist: [Because the host is out of favor, you won't get any ice from the Prime Minister's residence.]

Qin Su: "Alright, shut up if you're so good at talking."

She walked over, already having an idea in mind.
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Meanwhile, in the kitchen next door, the chefs, who were about to begin their daily cycle of "thinking about the menu - cooking - sending out - returning - being scolded and punished," received a different request today:

"His Highness said he hasn't had an appetite these past few days, so the kitchen won't be making his portion for the time being."

However, these words did not reassure the chefs; instead, the entire kitchen panicked, and some of the more timid ones almost knelt down and cried.

"My lord, Guard Lin, what does His Highness mean by this? Is he going to kill us?"

Lin Fan, who relayed the message, twitched his lips slightly: "No, you don't need to think too much. Just do as His Highness instructs."

He finished speaking and was about to leave, but was stopped again:

"But Your Highness can't go without eating. If Your Highness were to suffer from hunger, we servants couldn't bear the consequences."

Lin Fan's eyes flickered upon hearing this: "Don't worry, we won't go hungry."

After saying that, no matter how much the chefs pleaded, they refused to reveal a single word.

Little did they know that this would only cause more anxiety: "What do you mean by 'not going to go hungry'? Surely someone else won't cook for us?"

"No way?"

……
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Soon, it was lunchtime, and Qin Su brought over the food for the day.

From the moment she appeared, her smile never faded: "I saw it all, young master is truly amazing! Some of the ingredients are even new to me. I hope it won't taste too bad..."

Today, Liu Ying stayed in the room, hiding in the shadows. After the news about "Qin Sangsang" was reported, she was required to find out how the two got along.

He had no choice but to stay, despite the Seventh Prince's murderous gaze.

To his surprise, he heard Qin Su's words as soon as he arrived, and his lips twitched. He almost couldn't help but complain:
No, if someone makes such a big commotion in your house while you're sleeping, and your first reaction isn't fear, but rather praising them for being amazing?

Little girl, are you out of your mind?

The two people below didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with it. The man even arrogantly nodded his chin and said, "If you can't even do something this simple, you might as well die."

Qin Su just smiled foolishly, not taking his words seriously, and assumed he was joking.

"I hope you won't find today's dishes unappetizing, young master."

As she spoke, she opened the food box: "I saw some live shrimp, so I tried making some steamed shrimp balls. Try it and see if you like it."

As she spoke, she took out several more dishes from the food box. The colors were well-matched, and the dishes were all light and not pungent.

However, after Qin Su finished setting out all the dishes, she looked up and found the man staring at her with a gloomy expression, as if she had done something outrageous.

She was taken aback: "W-what's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)