It's so stunning, no wonder Your Majesty is favored.

But what Wang Shou was even more grateful was Wei Lian's words diverting his attention and allowing him to save his life.

"Young Master." Wang Shou came to his senses and knelt down quickly. When the others heard this title, they suddenly realized and hurriedly followed him to salute.

Your Majesty personally ordered that you should treat your wife with the courtesy of your wife, who dares to neglect?

Wei Lian said warmly: "No need to be polite."

Wang Shou stood up in fear and fear: "Why did the young master come to the kitchen? Let's leave quickly. The smell of oil smoke here is strong, so don't defile the young master."

Wei Lian said: "I am here to prepare meals for Your Majesty."

Wang Shouriran. He worked in the imperial kitchen for twenty years, and things like the harem empress washing hands and making soup for His Majesty were often seen in the previous dynasty.

"Then I will give the kitchen to the young master." Wang Shou said.

Wei Lian added: "We are here to ask for advice."

Wang Shou was puzzled: "What does your son mean?"

Wei Lian said: "I can't cook."

Wang Shou thought that it must be that Mr. Wei was not very delicious, after all, he was a man, which is understandable.

"It's okay. As long as it is done by the young master himself, Your Majesty will not dislike this intention." Wang Shou comforted.

Wei Lian shook his head: "I really can't do it. This time it was His Majesty's order, and I have to do it."

Wang Shou was stunned and asked carefully: "How many times have you ever been to the kitchen?"

Wei Lian was frank: "Never." This is the first time.

Wang Shou's eyes turned dark: "Then... can you distinguish between food, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea?"

Wei Lian was serious: "I only know about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and flowers." In fact, he didn't know about wine either.

Wang Shou shivered: "Will you cook the raw rice and cook the rice after adding firewood?"

Wei Lian was shocked: "What, what kind of raw rice is cooked?" Isn't that the way of loyalty mentioned in the secret drama...

Wang Shou understood, he was a kitchen killer.

He forced a smile: "It's okay, the son of the slave."

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Wang Shou drove everyone else out of the kitchen and taught Wei Lian step by step for an afternoon.

Perhaps it is because everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. Wei Lian, who can understand others, successfully demonstrates his talent from entry to infiltrating the cooking skill.

Wang Shou looked at the plate of dark and unknown objects in front of him, his eyes were straight and his lips were trembling: "My husband, my son, otherwise I would have done it to your Majesty, and I would say that you did it..."

Wang Shou was heartbroken when a koi worth a thousand gold was ruined like this. He would rather pick another dead fish to top it... No matter how new it is, it will not be worse than the "black fish" in front of him.

"No, deceiving the monarch is a death sentence, and I cannot implicate you." Wei Lian vetoed.

Wang Shou wanted to cry without tears.

But it would be even more dead to present this piece of things to His Majesty!

The young master really didn't exaggerate it. He really couldn't cook.
Chapter completed!