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"I'm getting moldy from staying in the house all the time."

Xiyu stood up and stretched, "Let's go, let's show off our skills in the small kitchen today."

In the small kitchen, the chefs are busy developing new dishes.

They usually rely on these secret recipes they developed to win the favor of their masters.

Nanny Song, who was in charge of the kitchen, saw Xiyu from a distance and walked quickly forward to greet her.

"Why is Fu Jin here? This place smells heavily of cooking fumes, don't let them get on you."

"I want to cook a medicinal meal myself today. Please ask someone to clear a stove."

Xiyu walked towards the kitchen while looking around the small kitchen.

The small square courtyard has several kitchens connected to the south, and the north is where the cooks live when they are on duty.

After all, they are responsible for the food of the entire East Third Institute, so it can't be too simple.

"Fujin, this way please."

Nanny Song led Xiyu to the most remote stove, which was three meters away from the nearest stove.

"This place is clean and seldom used. Fu Jin can have more peace and quiet here."

"Thank you very much, mama."

Xiyu nodded slightly and said thank you.

She knew how to get along with others. She treated everyone with a normal attitude, whether they were lowly servants or powerful people.

On weekdays, the eunuchs and maids in the palace liked her very much.

In their eyes, the Fourth Lady is not only beautiful, but more importantly, she is kind-hearted and approachable.

Helping Xiyu with things made them feel the warmth of being valued and cared for, as if they themselves had some dignity as human beings.

It was Xiyu’s first time to cook. Before, when she was in Ulanala Mansion, she had no such opportunity due to her poor health.

What we are going to make today is osmanthus and yam soup, which can strengthen the spleen and kidneys, nourish the lungs and eliminate phlegm.

The Queen Mother's health value has been stuck at 79%, with only the last 1% left, and it has not been able to go up.

She has to use ingredients nourished with spiritual energy to make up for this 1%. Only when the task is completed as soon as possible can she feel more secure.

Xiyu stewed the yam until it was 70% to 80% cooked, then added osmanthus and rock sugar.

The rest of the time had to be spent waiting, and Xiyu had nothing to do so she looked around.

At the same time, Gao Wuyong hurried back to Dongsanso to help Yinzhen get something. When he heard that Fu Jin was cooking personally, he was immediately delighted.

If the Fourth Master knew that Lady Fu Jin was willing to spend time and effort on him, he would definitely be in a good mood.

The Fourth Master was in a good mood, so as a servant, he would definitely receive a lot of rewards.

He shortened the journey back to the Ministry of Revenue by an incense stick of time.

Gao Wuyong placed the seal he found on the table and said to Yinzhen in a low voice, "Master, Fu Jin went to the small kitchen today."

Hearing this, Yinzhen raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly, "What's the use of a small kitchen? Aren't you afraid of being choked by the smell of oil smoke?" But a hint of curiosity in his eyes betrayed him.

"Oh my goodness, of course I will cook for you myself!"

Gao Wuyong patted his thigh, and said with a tone of disappointment, "It's being made right now. I'm sure someone will deliver it to you at lunch time."

Yinzhen frowned and suppressed the smile in his eyes, "Really? Since Fu Jin is so attentive, I will definitely enjoy it when the time comes."

The stew pot was bubbling with small bubbles. Xiyu picked up a handkerchief and put it on the lid. The system then issued a voice prompt, and Yinzhen's favorability increased to 51%.

Her hand trembled, and her fingertips accidentally touched the lid, and a burning and stinging sensation came from her fingertips.

"Sigh~"

Xiyu took a breath of cold air in pain and soaked her fingers in cold water.

After a while, when I took it out of the water, a shiny bubble appeared on the tip of my index finger.

"Fujin, are you okay?"

Chun Shi worriedly pulled her hand over, took out a handkerchief to wipe it dry, applied a thick layer of ointment he carried with him, and then wrapped it with a new handkerchief.

"The remaining slaves, come."

Xiyu nodded, stood aside with her right hand folded, and watched Chunshi put the stew pot into the food box.

Hot water is placed at the bottom of the food box to keep it warm.

There was still half an hour before lunch, so she went back to wash up and change her clothes. It was about time.

It was just dinner time, so the Queen Mother invited Xiyu to stay for dinner.

"Madam, please try it. This sweet-scented osmanthus and yam soup is made by my granddaughter-in-law herself. How is it different from the one made by the chef in your palace?"

Xi Yu placed the stew pot in front of the Queen Mother with a shy smile on her face, "To be honest, I have carried thousands of wives before, but this is my first time cooking."

She pursed her thin lips, and the dimples at the corners of her mouth became sunken as she moved, making her look more cute and lovely.

The Queen Mother was very happy when she saw this scene.

In this deep palace, it is rare to have such a filial and sensible younger generation.

His eyes accidentally glanced at Xiyu's swollen fingers, and he asked with concern, "Is your hand injured?"

Upon hearing this, Xi Yu hid her hands behind her back as if to cover up, shook her head and said, "Don't worry, Madam Huang, this wound was caused by my granddaughter-in-law tending to the flowers and plants."

However, her evasive look did not escape the Queen Mother's eyes.

The Queen Mother put down the spoon and said with a stern face, "How dare you lie to me? This is clearly a burn. Do you really think I am old and confused?"

"Don't be angry, granddaughter-in-law just doesn't want you to worry too much."

Xiyu stood up and moved closer to the Queen Mother, resting her head on her shoulder, speaking softly and coquettishly.

"This wound only looks scary, it doesn't hurt anymore. Try it quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

She picked up the spoon and winked mischievously.

The yam in the stewing pot is soft and sticky, and can be crushed with a light press of a spoon.

The moment the Queen Mother put the food into her mouth, the system's reminder sounded on time.

[The Queen Mother's favorability increased to 50%, and her health index increased to 85%. ]

[Congratulations to the Little Ginseng Spirit for completing the mission. The mission reward has been issued. ]

It was still a mechanical voice. Ever since the system came online, the snake Qi Xi had disappeared and no one knew where he had gone.

"Your cooking skills are better than those of the chefs. After eating one bite, I feel like I can ride a horse like I did when I was young."

The Queen Mother ate with relish and satisfaction, but at the end she did not forget to ask someone to bring her some ointment to treat her burns.

She held Xiyu's hand and said, "This ointment was developed by the former head of the Imperial Hospital. Although it smells a bit bad, it is very effective in treating burns. Remember to apply it every day."

"It's still the Queen Mother who loves her granddaughter-in-law~"

Xiyu put her head against the empress dowager's legs and acted coquettishly, then whispered to Chunshi to put the things away.

After lunch, seeing that the time was almost right, she showed a hint of hesitation on her face, but still mustered up the courage to speak slowly.

"Madam, there is something that has been bothering me for a long time and I really can't figure it out. I wonder if you can help me solve it?"