After being forced to travel through time by accident, I became famous in the entertainment industry

"I'll try." She didn't say directly whether she could do it or not.

When I was young, my father often went out for exploration with the archaeological team, and my mother was a doctor, so busy that she sometimes didn’t even have time to eat a hot meal.

Fortunately, her family lived in the school's staff housing compound, so when no one was at home, Xu Zhao would go to the cafeteria to eat. However, she would get tired of the food in the cafeteria eventually, so she started cooking for herself on a small stool when she was very young.

Sometimes when I have time, I will cook a delicious meal for my mother and send it to her.

The cooking skills that I have practiced since childhood are naturally not bad.

However, there is a certain difference between ancient and modern times in terms of seasonings and the like, so she cannot easily make a promise to Brother Liu.

Xu Zhao walked to a big pot and first opened every bottle and jar on the stove to confirm what seasonings were inside.

Salt, sugar, cooking wine...

The usual seasonings are available.

Xu Zhao was very satisfied. She turned around and looked at the ingredients prepared by the cooks in the back.

"Brother Liu, what are you going to cook today?"

"It's up to you, as long as the portion is large and the taste is good."

Cooking rice in a big pot may result in a large portion, but the taste may not be good, and it can also easily become oily and salty.

Liu Dazhuang returned to his usual stove and started cooking.

Although the border is bitterly cold, it is located at the junction of various countries, with frequent trade exchanges and no shortage of spices.

Xu Zhao looked around and found that there was a lot of mutton and mutton bones piled in the corner of the table, which would be perfect for making soup in a big pot.

At this moment, oil and salt were frying in a large pot, and the cooks were chatting, so the kitchen was very noisy.

Xu Zhao shouted to Liu Dazhuang who was cooking, "Brother Liu, are there any mutton bones left?"

"Use it if you want." Liu Dazhuang said loudly. These muttons were originally the ingredients of the chef who sprained his waist. They were originally the ingredients to be cooked today. It doesn't matter who uses them.

A cook who had just finished her work heard Xu Zhao's words and immediately moved the mutton on the table to the stove for her.

The mutton brought by the cook had been soaked. Xu Zhao poured cold water into the pot, put the mutton in, added onions and ginger, and brought to a boil. After boiling for a while, foam appeared.

Xu Zhao took out a spoon to skim off the foam, and then washed the mutton with warm water.

Then he boiled a new pot of water, poured the mutton into the pot, and added all the green onions, ginger and peppercorns. After boiling over high heat, "Uncle, the fire needs to be lowered." Xu Zhao gently instructed the uncle who was lighting the fire.

"This mutton needs to be simmered on low heat for half an hour. Please pay attention to it, sir." Xu Zhao instructed.

The fireman nodded and said, "I've been short of firewood for ten years. I will definitely light it for you."

This half hour was very long, and Xu Zhao continued to prepare to stir-fry a few easy dishes. Stir-fried seasonal vegetables was the dish that was least likely to go wrong.

Just as he was preparing to cook, the conversation among the cooks caught Xu Zhao's attention.

"Have you heard? A cook was favored by the prince last night!"

"I heard from the water cook that the prince asked for water to take a bath in the middle of the night last night."

Xu Zhao, who loves eating melons, immediately pricked up her ears. She lowered her head and pretended to pick vegetables and quietly blended in.

"I've heard about this, too. I also heard that the prince's couch wasn't spacious enough, so he ordered someone to bring in a soft couch."

The cook who was speaking was an unmarried girl. Her voice became softer and softer, her cheeks flushed, and she spoke with a bit of embarrassment.

"You, you, little girl, stop talking nonsense," the older cook tapped the forehead of the girl. If an unmarried girl said such words, if outsiders heard it, they would probably think it was reckless.

Even so, there are always people who are curious, and someone whispered, "I just don't know which cook has this blessing."

After saying this, the cooks around the table looked at each other, their eyes constantly looking at the young cook present.

The cooks present were all civilians from border towns. The border was bitter and cold, and if someone really won the favor of the prince, even if she was just a bed-warmer, if the prince could take her with him when he returned to the capital, she would be able to rise to prominence and live a good life.

As the person involved, Xu Zhao just wanted to eat some melon, but who would have thought that she would end up eating it on her own head.

After listening to the conversation between the cooks, she stood there in a daze.

She should have been lying in her bed peacefully yesterday, but what she experienced seemed to be nothing like what these cooks said.

The only thing that was the same was that after Shen Yu finished reading the military book, he did ask someone for hot water.

It was her sudden appearance that interrupted his shower. When he wanted to shower again, the water had already gone cold. Shen Yu had no choice but to have someone bring hot water into the tent again.

How could such an innocent matter become tainted by these people's mouths?

The young cook who had just brought mutton to Xu Zhao walked over to him. Not wanting to interrupt the others' conversation, she lowered her voice and said, "My name is Erya. Sister, are you new here?"

"Yes, a chef sprained his waist yesterday, so he recruited me to replace him today," Xu Zhao took advantage of the situation. This was what Liu Dazhuang told her, and it was just a good excuse for her to explain why she came to work here, so that others would not suspect that she was the protagonist of the melon.

"By the way, my name is Xu Zhao." Xu Zhao remembered that Erya had introduced herself just now, and hurriedly introduced herself as well.

"Sister Xu, your name is so nice," Erya showed an envious expression. It was the first time she heard such a nice name. Many of the sisters who grew up with her were named Pan Di and Zhao Di. Xu Zhao's name was different from those in their town.

Xu Zhao could understand the ancients' emphasis on passing on the family line. Every family wanted a boy to inherit the family line.

The preference for boys over girls still exists even in modern times, let alone in this era where men are superior to women.

Xu Zhao stroked Erya's head and said, "A name is just a nickname. As long as we can grow up well and live every day well, that's enough."

The more war there is, the more restless the border will be. How many people will be displaced and hungry because of the war. Now that everyone can talk and laugh in this small world, it is the happiest thing at the moment.

"By the way, Sister Xu, do you know who the cook they are talking about is?"

Erya never doubted Xu Zhao beside her, thinking that she had just arrived at the military camp today.

Xu Zhao coughed lightly and said calmly, "I don't know about that. We'd better not ask about the prince's affairs, otherwise we will lose our lives."

She deliberately sounded scary so that the little girl Erya wouldn't be curious and ask.

As expected, after hearing this, Erya immediately shrank back in fear, but she said, "The prince is kind and will not kill ordinary people at will."

After hearing this, Xu Zhao snorted coldly and couldn't help complaining in her heart. These people had a very thick filter for Shen Yu. She didn't forget that Shen Yu stabbed her with a sword when they first met, and directly took her life.

Now that he had heard this nonsense, Xu Zhao naturally had to get back to his job.

She said to Erya, "Erya, help me get these vegetable leaves to the stove."

Each of them was holding a vegetable basket. As they turned around, they heard a small gasp behind them, and then they heard a little cook say, "Is this true?"