Peerless Headmaster

Chapter 552

Ning Heng was very anxious at the moment, even if he used the name of the King of the North, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to suppress the woman in Tsing Yi in front of him. After all, she was working for the Empress of the World. Is it bigger than the Red Dust Empress?

But Ning Heng has no choice right now, he will definitely not be able to fight with all his might, there are so many masters in the imperial city, and any random one will probably be able to pinch him to death.

But Ning Heng didn't want to follow this bullshit's order to purify himself. Ning Heng, who was a eunuch, couldn't bear it.

The woman in Tsing Yi stared at the token in Ning Heng's hand for a long time, then waved to the guards around her, and everyone immediately retreated into the distance without continuing to surround Ning Heng.

"Put away your token. The face of the King of the North is useless in this palace. Even if he stands in front of me and I want to kill you, he won't be able to stop me." The woman in Tsing Yi said lightly.

Ning Heng's face was tense, and he didn't know whether what the woman in Tsing Yi said was true or not.

Seeing Ning Heng's nervous appearance, the woman in Tsing Yi smiled smugly at the corner of her mouth.

"It was just to scare you just now, you don't have to cleanse yourself to go to the imperial dining room." The woman in Tsing Yi said playfully.

Ning Heng's face froze: "Don't you need to cleanse yourself?"

The woman in Tsing Yi chuckled: "If you really want to get clean, that's fine too."

Ning Heng was so angry that he almost cursed. After a long time, he didn't need to purify himself. This woman is really good at playing, but she actually deceived herself so much that she almost scared herself to death.

Seeing Ning Heng's ugly face, the woman in Tsing Yi seemed even happier, and didn't care what Ning Heng was thinking, and continued to turn around and lead the way.

Ning Heng stared viciously at the back of the woman in Tsing Yi, imagining in his heart that he would press the woman to the ground and beat her up violently. Although he could only fantasize about it, it could relieve his anger a little.

After going around seven times and eight times in the palace, after walking for more than two hours, Ning Heng has already been turned away, wondering why this place is so big?
Finally, the imperial dining room finally arrived.

Stepping through the courtyard gate, a spacious courtyard came into view. There were many people coming and going, which seemed very lively, and there was an unknown fragrance permeating the surroundings.

"Is this the imperial dining room?" Ning Heng glanced at the woman in Tsing Yi and asked cautiously.

The woman in Tsing Yi ignored Ning Heng, looked around, and suddenly said: "Where is the head of the imperial kitchen? Why don't you come to see me soon?"

The sound spread far away, and a chubby figure in a yellow robe ran over. When he saw that it was a woman in Tsing Yi, he quickly showed panic and surprise, and half-kneeled in front of the woman in Tsing Yi.

"I don't know that my lord is far away from welcoming you, but I hope you will forgive me." The head of the imperial kitchen lowered his head and said in a nervous tone.

The woman in Tsing Yi hummed: "Get up and talk."

"The subordinate dare not."

"I'll let you get up and talk." The woman in Tsing Yi emphasized her tone.

The fat man jumped up all of a sudden, but he still didn't dare to look at the woman in Tsing Yi, obviously very afraid of the woman in Tsing Yi.

"I don't know what your lord's business is in the imperial dining room. If there is an order, I will do my best to make it right for you." The head of the imperial catering asked proactively.

Ning Heng stood beside him with a look of contempt, he was also a chief cook after all, and he was considered a figure in this palace, yet he treated this woman with such low brows and pleasing eyes, like a slave.

The woman in Tsing Yi pushed Ning Heng forward, and said to the head of the imperial kitchen: "From today on, this person will be a member of your imperial kitchen, arrange a position for him."

The head chef looked at Ning Heng in astonishment, sized Ning Heng from top to bottom with squinting eyes, and then looked at the woman in Tsing Yi.

"My lord, this young master belongs to my lord..." The head chef asked tentatively. Although he didn't finish his sentence, the meaning was already obvious. He was asking if Ning Heng was a relative or friend of the woman in Tsing Yi. of.

The woman in Tsing Yi frowned slightly: "Why is there so much talk about asking you to arrange a position? This person is the imperial cook personally appointed by His Majesty, otherwise you think I will personally bring someone to the imperial dining room?"

As soon as the chief cook heard that he was the imperial cook personally appointed by His Majesty, his face changed suddenly, and he looked at Ning Heng with a bit of curiosity and respect in his eyes.

Just kidding, although they are all imperial chefs, they are personally appointed by His Majesty, and now they are separated from other imperial chefs in the imperial dining room. No matter what Ning Heng's background is, the head of the imperial kitchen has made up his mind in his heart and must not offend over him.

Ning Heng clasped his fists to salute the head chef very politely.

"My lord, don't worry, the officials will make proper arrangements." The head chef assured the woman in Tsing Yi.

The woman in Tsing Yi hummed, turned around and left, completely unwilling to stay in the imperial dining room.

The head chef wiped the sweat from his forehead, as if relieved of a heavy burden.

"Little brother, I don't know your name yet." The head chef of the imperial kitchen said cheerfully to Ning Heng.

Ning Heng cupped his hands: "I'm Ning Heng."

The steward of the imperial kitchen nodded: "In this imperial dining room, although I am the chief steward, since you are the imperial chef personally appointed by His Majesty, then you are equal to me, and there is no need to be too formal."

Ning Heng thought to himself, this is not bad, but it would be bad if he was pressed on it and bullied after coming to the imperial dining room.

At the moment, Ning Heng started to talk with the head of the imperial kitchen, so he could get acquainted with some things and rules of the imperial kitchen.

From the head of the imperial dining room, I learned that there are more than 300 people in the imperial dining room, more than 100 of them are imperial chefs, and the rest are mostly handymen. After all, the imperial dining room is so big and there are too many trivial matters, it is impossible for the imperial chef to do it There will naturally be many chores for these things.

The status of more than 100 imperial chefs is also high and low. The status of the first-rank imperial chef is the highest, and the status of the third-rank imperial chef is the lowest.

The first-rank imperial chefs can often cook dishes for His Majesty Hongchen, while the second-rank imperial chefs can only occasionally have the opportunity to cook dishes for His Majesty. As for the third-rank imperial chefs, they are basically newcomers to the imperial dining room. Only after observing for more than three years will you have the opportunity to be promoted to the second-rank imperial chef.

The boss of the imperial dining room is the chief executive of the imperial dining room. He has been in the imperial dining room for 50 years and once served the Emperor Daling. More than 50 royal chefs.

"Brother Ning, since you are His Majesty's royal chef, you must have unique craftsmanship. There is no need to start from a third-rank royal chef, and you will be directly made a first-rank royal chef." The head chef said, patting Ning Heng on the shoulder.

Ning Heng looked embarrassed, but he didn't refuse, thinking that his little craftsmanship might not even be comparable to the handyman in the imperial dining room.

"Ahem, I have something to ask Brother Ning." The head of the imperial kitchen said somewhat unnaturally.

Ning Heng was a little puzzled: "The manager said it right."

The small eyes of the chief catering manager looked between Ning Heng's legs: "Has Brother Ning ever been clean?"

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