After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

If what Zhang Wanting said is true, then the spices used in this black fragrant glutinous rice chicken are made from ground poppy shells!

"Someone, ask Imperial Physician Liu to come over!"

The maid took the order and left in a hurry.

But the first person to arrive was the cook who developed this new dish.

She spent a lot of money to hire this cook from a private restaurant.

The palace originally bestowed two imperial chefs and two chefs of local cuisine.

One of the imperial chefs was sent to Shen Xingzhou by Zhong Ning, while the other remained in the palace.

But Zhong Ning thought that with so many people in the mansion, only three chefs were too few, so he ordered people to find two suitable chefs in the Kyoto Restaurant.

Yu Ping is one of them.

He grew up in a family of culinary experts, but after his family fell into poverty, he worked in a small restaurant.

Later, he was found by Zhong Ning by chance and was once responsible for the meals of the staff and the imperial guards in the mansion.

The royal chef of the palace happened to take leave and went back to his hometown these days and has not returned yet.

All meals will be temporarily taken care of by several chefs, and each person will be responsible for one dish at each meal.

This dish of black fragrant glutinous rice chicken was served on the table a few days ago.

Because Zhong Ning liked it, he had been ordering this dish for the past few days, but he didn't expect that there was something fishy about it.

"Aunt Yu, you said that this dish was newly developed by you. What did you put in it?" Su Xin stood in the front and asked coldly.

Yu Ping raised his head and glanced at Su Xin blankly, then looked at the black fragrant glutinous rice chicken on the table:

"It contains Wuxiang, a spice. I went to a restaurant a few days ago and found that the dishes cooked with this spice were particularly delicious. So I asked someone to buy a few grams of it and wanted to try to develop new dishes."

"I didn't know it was poisonous. I ate it myself. A lot of people were eating it at the restaurant, and business was booming. So I thought of making it for Your Highness to try too!"

As Yu Ping spoke, her eyes became slightly red. She really didn't know what she had done wrong.

Zhong Ning was silent, and then saw an old imperial physician hurried over.

As soon as he came in, he wanted to greet Zhong Ning, but Zhong Ning quickly stopped him, "Liu Imperial Physician, don't rush to greet me, take a look at the dish on the table first."

Imperial Physician Liu bowed his head and nodded, then turned to look at the glutinous rice chicken that was still steaming on the table. He picked up the serving chopsticks, dipped a little of the soup in it, and then put it in his mouth to savor the flavor.

Then he said, "This dish has the fragrance of poppy shells, which can strengthen the spleen and appetite, clear away heat and promote diuresis."

Imperial Physician Liu pondered for a moment before adding, "Although this substance is good and can be added to the diet, a small amount is fine. A large amount can lead to addiction."

"There must be other medicines in this fragrance, but the poppy scent accounts for the majority. I'm afraid I can't smell the rest of the mixture just by looking at a dish."

Zhong Ning raised his chin slightly and motioned Su Xin to take the rest of the black incense powder from Yu Ping, and Yu Ping quickly handed it over.

Imperial Physician Liu picked up the powder bag and sniffed it again and again before saying:

"There seem to be some hemp seeds in it... but the amount is extremely small, and eating it would at most be addictive... Then, there are some other small things, but I have never seen what they are... At present, I can only smell these two medicinal herbs!"

Zhong Ning took a breath.

Hemp seeds, aren’t they the seeds of marijuana?

Who is it?

How dare you use this material to make spices?

Fortunately, it happened to end up on her dining table.

"Yu Ping, I want to ask you, where did you get this black incense?"

"Princess, I used to work in a restaurant outside and met several colleagues there. When I went to their restaurant to try their new dishes, I heard that this thing was very popular outside."

Yu Ping recalled:

"Especially this month, the price of black incense has been driven up to a high level. One ounce of black incense costs five ounces of silver. I am so grateful for the princess's kindness that I am paying out of my own pocket to develop two new dishes for her to try."

"I really didn't know this thing could be harmful to the human body!"

"Your Highness, spare your life! Your Highness, spare your life!"

Yu Ping was now completely frightened. He immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed his head.

Zhong Ning didn't let her get up. He just placed her wrist on the pulse pillow and asked the imperial physician to examine her. Imperial Physician Liu closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then stood up and bowed, saying, "Your Highness is in good health. Perhaps the amount of fluid he ingested was small, so it won't be a serious problem!"

"Thank you, Imperial Physician! I'll need you to take care of me more in the future!"

After Zhong Ning finished speaking, Su Xin immediately handed over a silver ingot.

Imperial Physician Liu accepted it with great joy and then bowed and took his leave!

Zhong Ning looked at Yu Ping and said calmly, "You were careless this time and almost made a big mistake. I'll fine you three months' salary as a warning to you!"

"Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Your Highness!" Yu Ping left with a grateful look on his face.

Zhong Ning's anger gradually subsided. She snapped her fingers twice, and the female secret guard Xue Ming, who had been hiding in the dark, immediately appeared in front of her. "Go and investigate thoroughly. I want to know the truth!"

"Yes, my subordinates take orders!"

A good meal was ruined by the sudden appearance of poppy shells.

Zhong Ning immediately ordered someone to remove the dishes from the table and asked another chef to prepare a new one.

Zhong Ning sat back down after the order was given.

Zhang Wanting's eyes widened with envy as she exclaimed to Zhong Ning, "Imperial Physician...Secret Guard...Boss, please forgive me for being so blind that I didn't get close to you in time!"

Since joining the time-travel team, Zhang Wanting seems to have finally found her own support. She has become more lively and speaks more generously and cheerfully.

She stared at Zhong Ning with her eyes blinking, which made Zhong Ning laugh.

The haze is gone!

"Okay, if you want, I plan to train a few female guards who are skilled in martial arts. If I succeed, I will definitely give one to you!"

"Ah... Thank you, Your Highness! You are truly the most gentle and kind person in the world. Your kindness to me is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea... What should I do if I like you more and more?" Zhang Wanting clasped her fists to her chest, her eyes shining.

When Yang Ruoyun saw this scene, she couldn't help but feel envious.

They have a good relationship, just like sisters.

But I feel like an outsider.

Zhong Ning used his fingers to push the little head away and turned to Yang Ruoyun, saying, "I'm sorry to embarrass you, but she's not a decent person!"

Yang Ruoyun shook her head, her face showing anticipation, as if she was thinking about how to get closer, but she was also a little nervous.

Zhong Ning's head popped up immediately, "So, maybe he relaxed?"

Yang Ruoyun smiled hesitantly, moved over with a red face, and like Zhang Wanting, put her arm around Zhong Ning's other arm.

Zhong Ning was sandwiched between two beauties, with an expressionless face and no desire to live.

That’s the charm!

It’s not good for a woman to be too attractive!

She only hated herself for not being a man, otherwise she would be surrounded by beautiful women.

Perhaps gender shouldn't be so rigid?

Zhong Ning looked left and right, and thought, it doesn’t matter, they are all sisters, she still likes boys.