The Queen of Fortune, please enter the palace

Chapter 78 The Uproar 9
"I don't know when the craftsmanship of the Imperial Dining Room dropped to such a level!"

As soon as Zhuo Yanchong finished speaking, everyone fell to their knees.

"The emperor forgives me—"

"It's not their fault, it's all my fault..."

Jin Yuan hurriedly opened her mouth to intercede for them.

Seeing everyone's frightened appearance, she felt very sorry.

She really didn't mean to...

Who told her that she has only used liquefied petroleum gas, and she can't understand things like lighting a fire and cooking?
Plus a gray hair who is only greedy and mischievous... It's hard for the imperial dining room to think of anything wrong!
"What did you do?"

Zhuo Yanchong raised his eyebrows, looking at her clear and lovely face, now it became like a little cat, angry and funny.

"I just went to the imperial dining room for a walk, to help out, and wanted to learn how to cook, but it ended up like this..."

Jin Yuan pointed to the dark dish on the table and said with a sneer.

Zhuo Yanchong looked at the charcoal black on her face, then glanced at the obviously burnt vegetables, and he had guessed eighty-nine points in his heart.

"You go back first..."

Zhuo Yanchong waved his hands lightly, and the people in the imperial dining room heaved a sigh of relief, and kowtowed their heads to express their gratitude.

Before leaving, Zhuo Yanchong ordered them to get some palace cakes, Jin Yuan quickly took his words and said, "Add a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine!"

Lin Fu also retreated quietly.

"Come here, bring a basin of hot water and help Jin Yuan wash her face..."

Zhuo Yanchong gave an order, and the maids hurriedly responded.

After washing off the dust on Jin Yuan's face and hands, she also felt refreshed a lot. After tossing for a while, her stomach was already growling with hunger.

"You made this dish?"

Zhuo Yanchong looked at the table of dishes in front of him, he didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, his eyes kept staring at the plate of something dark and unknown.

"Cooking for the first time...hehe..."

Jin Yuan nodded, pushed the dish under Zhuo Yanchong's eyelids, and said enthusiastically, "Try it—"

Zhuo Yanchong frowned slightly: "What is this?"

He doubts whether the black thing in front of him can enter!
"This...is a candied apple!"

(End of this chapter)