After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

Shen Bingning's voice was calm and firm, as if it could see into people's hearts and give people an inexplicable sense of trust.

"As long as the Queen has the order, I will obey it even if it means dying!" the steward replied hastily, the beads of sweat on his forehead glittering in the candlelight, revealing his inner tension and loyalty.

"I need to borrow the kitchen. Please go and prepare some fresh ingredients."

Shen Bingning's instructions were concise and clear, and every word was powerful.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The steward promised repeatedly, wiped off the sweat, turned around and rushed out of the kitchen like the wind. When he stepped out of the courtyard gate, he suddenly remembered that he had not asked about the specific types of ingredients needed, so he hurried back with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face, "Excuse me, Queen, what specific ingredients do you need?"

Seeing this scene, Qing'er, who was standing by, couldn't help but cover her lips with her hands, laughing softly, with a mischievous light flashing in her eyes.

Shen Bingning smiled faintly as she patiently listed the ingredients needed one by one. Her voice was gentle and clear, as if every dish had been painted into a delicious picture in her mind.

After the steward left in a hurry again, only Shen Bingning, Qing'er and the maid with a complicated expression were left in the kitchen.

Shen Bingning frowned slightly, as if weighing something, "You should leave first."

She whispered that it would be wise to keep a distance from this maid of unknown origin.

The maid stood up and was about to leave. The moment her eyes met Shen Bingning's, the complex emotions contained in them were difficult to conceal, including dissatisfaction and blame.

Shen Bingning was secretly surprised. She had clearly done this with good intentions, so why did she get such a response?

"Hold on."

Shen Bingning suddenly called her, with a barely perceptible softness in her tone, "Wait outside for a while, and we will discuss your matter when the steward comes back."

She is not the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara who saves all living beings. Naturally, there is no need for her to make trouble for those who are hostile to her.

Soon, the steward returned with several servants, carrying a dazzling array of various ingredients.

"Queen, everything you want is here."

The steward reported respectfully, with a hint of caution in his eyes.

Shen Bingning examined it carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and signaled the servants to put down the ingredients and leave.

The steward heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that she had no intention of pursuing the matter further. As he walked out of the room, he caught a glimpse of the maid outside the door from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help feeling a little unhappy - if it weren't for her, how could today's turmoil be so sensational.

"You, come in!"

Shen Bingning called softly, and without saying anything else, she began to prepare food.

She plans to create a series of simple yet delicious snacks: crushed ice paired with seasonal fruits and mung bean dumplings. These small snacks can be found everywhere in modern streets and alleys, but they can bring a touch of coolness on hot summer days.

Soon, several exquisite small snacks were created by Shen Bingning's skillful hands.

Qing'er looked at these colorful delicacies, and her throat moved unconsciously, "Miss, this looks so tempting."

"Of course!" Shen Bingning handed over a spoon with a smile, "Try it first and see how it tastes!"

Qing'er seemed a little restrained. "This was made by the young lady herself, and should be enjoyed by the young lady herself. I dare not overstep the boundaries."

"How can I say that this is beyond the rules? I made these just to share with you. Come and try them!"

Shen Bingning encouraged.

Qing'er took the spoon and gently scooped up a mouthful of glutinous rice balls and crushed ice. The moment she took a bite, her eyes flashed with surprise, "Miss, this is the most delicious thing I have ever tasted!"

"If you like it, eat more and try the others."

Shen Bingning prepared three flavors in total: refreshing fruity crushed ice, rich mung bean milk crushed ice, and sweet glutinous rice ball crushed ice. Qing'er just tasted the glutinous rice ball crushed ice.

Just as she was about to try other flavors, a faint cough was heard outside the door.

"What a coincidence, Miss Shen is here too."

Eunuch Wei walked into the room with a smile on his face. Before Shen Bingning could speak, his eyes were already attracted by the delicious food on the table. After taking a closer look, he nodded with satisfaction, "It just so happens that I am hungry, and these look just right. I will take them to Your Majesty right away. Miss Shen may as well make another portion."

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for the master and servant to react, Eunuch Wei quickly took the food and left.

Shen Bingning came back to her senses, looked at the empty table, and slapped the edge of the table in anger, "When did I agree? How is this different from robbery?"

Although Qing'er felt the same way, she didn't dare to speak out, and could only comfort her softly: "The young lady's cooking skills are so excellent, it's a good thing for His Majesty to taste it. Perhaps His Majesty will appreciate the young lady even more because of this."

Unexpectedly, when Eunuch Wei entered the inner room carrying the delicious food, he saw obvious impatience on his master's face.

The summer heat in Chu was unbearable, and Eunuch Wei immediately presented the delicacies, "Your Majesty, these were made by Miss Shen herself."

Bixia had heard about Miss Shen's visit to the kitchen of the post station and did not hold high expectations. However, when she saw these exquisite snacks with her own eyes, she found them quite tempting.

Xiao Yi picked up the spoon, gently scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth. It was cool, sweet, and had the richness of milk. The taste was indeed good.

Seeing the irritation on his master's face gradually dissipate, Eunuch Wei felt relieved.

"Ask her to make another one and send it over tomorrow."

"As ordered."

Eunuch Wei replied.

Hearing this, Shen Bingning stirred the bowl lightly with the spoon in her hand, making a crisp sound. She glanced at Eunuch Wei and raised a sly smile, "My craftsmanship is not simple. Eunuch Wei wants me to do it again. How can I not give you some hard work fee?"

Since it is a foregone conclusion that I will make another ice cream for Xiao Yi tomorrow, it seems reasonable to ask for some compensation.

Eunuch Wei muttered to himself: Shouldn't I be happy to have won the master's favor? Why is he bargaining for the price? He wants payment for cooking one more meal.

"What kind of reward does Miss Shen want? I will report to the master."

"Gold, silver and treasures, of course."

Shen Bingning did not hide her feelings at all, and there was a hint of mischief in her smile.

Eunuch Wei once again wondered: Why do you only think about gold and silver? Wouldn't it be more valuable to get more favor from the master? This Miss Shen is really honest and lovely.

Shen Bingning sneered in her heart. If she could see through people's hearts and glimpse into Eunuch Wei's subtle thoughts, she would definitely give him a sarcasm-filled look.

The tyrant's favor was like a hot potato, anyone who was willing to take it could take it. To her, it was nothing but a passing cloud and she was not interested in it at all.

Eunuch Wei returned to the palace and reported the situation in detail. Soon, Xiao Shengzi came into her sight holding a small and exquisite wooden box.

Although this box is inconspicuous, when you open it, you will find eight heavy gold ingots neatly arranged inside. Each one shines with an attractive luster, as if telling a story of wealth.

Shen Bing stared at this unexpected fortune, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the joy in her heart was beyond words.

"Go back and tell the master that the food needed tomorrow must be delivered on time."