Why am I, a cook, always involved in cases?

In the food shop, a place full of warm atmosphere, the air seems to be filled with ease and happiness, as if even the breath is filled with the color of smile.

"This little guy is really smart. When eating fish, he can cleverly remove the head and internal organs."

Soon after Lin Xiang arrived at the food shop, he quickly integrated into the place and established deep friendships with everyone.

Those chefs who could not match Lin Xiang's cooking skills began to teach him some life tips that had nothing to do with cooking.

Lin Xiang had a gentle personality and always listened patiently and gave sincere responses, which made Lin Zhiruo feel that even the beards that seemed inconspicuous on weekdays looked particularly energetic at this moment.

Lin Xiang couldn't help but sigh: "That's true, but hidden in this bitterness is a unique flavor."

After saying that, he happily put the fish fillet torn off by Wang Dahai into his mouth.

Lin Xiang always taught Lin Zhiruo to cherish food, and he even set an example himself, even though this made Lin Zhiruo feel a little embarrassed. She thought, "After all, this isn't a place for ordinary people. Why should we do this?"

But she never stopped him, because she knew that this was the simplicity and innocence in Lin Xiang's bones.

This talented contemporary chef with an amazing memory is indifferent to fame and fortune and does not pursue luxury.

For him, even leftovers are a rare delicacy.

Lin Zhiruo was busy preparing the frosting needed to make desserts. The frosting was made from carefully selected sugarcane that was carefully ground and dried.

Although the production process is complicated, fortunately the raw materials can be found in the harem, which has become a good reason for her to frequently visit the food workshop.

Even Lin Xiang's arrival did not change Lin Zhiruo's work.

"You should continue to do your previous job."

This is Caiwei’s suggestion.

The conservative head maid was obviously prejudiced against sinners.

Lin Zhiruo originally thought that Lin Xiang would spend every day leisurely in the food shop, but that was not the case.

He was often summoned to other places by eunuchs. Lin Zhiruo guessed that this might be a secret arrangement by Quan Wushuang.

Lin Xiang never revealed his whereabouts, but Lin Zhiruo could guess roughly.

In the harem, in addition to the beloved Concubine Yuyao, there is at least one pregnant concubine.

Now that Lin Xiang has entered the harem, he will naturally treat everyone equally and serve every concubine wholeheartedly.

As Concubine Yuyao's personal maid, this arrangement actually made Lin Zhiruo feel at ease.

She also sincerely hoped that Concubine Pinglan's child could be born safely. To this end, she must first take good care of herself and ensure that she could give birth to the child smoothly.

I heard that after the former maid Chang Nannan left the harem, a group of older and more mature maids began to serve Concubine Pinglan.

Lin Zhiruo speculated that these maids should be very familiar with the rules of the palace and may have experience in childbirth.

The harem is almost entirely made up of young women, who are rotated every two years.

Childbearing is an important duty of women in the harem, but in reality, this function has not been fully utilized.

If someone says, "One should give birth to as many children as possible, for only strong babies can survive; this is the fate of the sons of a monarch."

I can only accept it helplessly.

But looking at the number of heirs to the royal bloodline now, it is clear that more work needs to be done in this regard.

In short, there are not enough "studs" to reproduce offspring.

(If only I could work harder on this...)

While tasting the fish intestines, Lin Xiang wrote an article with his brush.

Lin Xiang already knew what Lin Zhiruo could think of.

He quickly recorded the various problems within the harem.

Wang Dahai stopped Lin Zhiruo from playing and examined Lin Xiang's writing intently.

“What beautiful calligraphy.”

(This is probably not the point.)

Wang Dahai is Wang Dahai after all, he is not praising the content of the article.

"But the writing style seems a bit immature and lacks some authority?"

Wang Dahai was very pleased with himself, twirling his beard with his free hand while reading the article.

"That's true, because some people here can only read and write simple words."

Ah! Lin Zhiruo clapped her hands. She roughly guessed Lin Xiang’s intention.

Lin Xiang handed the written paper to Lin Zhiruo.

“Is there anything I missed?”

“…I’ve basically covered everything.”

"That's fine."

Lin Xiang looked at Wang Dahai as he spoke.

"Brother Yu Yuan's hometown, do you sell half-sized paper like this?"

Lin Xiang folded the paper in half to indicate his meaning.

"Paper of this size is of little use, so it's melted down and remade into new paper."

Wang Dahai explained.

"So, can you provide these papers at a low price?"

"Of course you can. People in my hometown will definitely be happy to accept it."

Lin Xiang looked at Lin Zhiruo again.

"Has any school been opened here recently?"

"Indeed."

"Has everyone learned to write?"

It depends on the individual situation.

But with patience and practice, anyone can write recognizable characters.

"I wonder if we could practice copying this article? If I ask directly, no one might respond, but if it's your suggestion, maybe someone would follow it."

"!"

Lin Zhiruo felt that Lin Xiang was really helpless.

He always tries to make use of all resources. Perhaps only a businessman would be so attentive.

Although he was so smart, he was unwilling to do good deeds and often went hungry.

"I'll find a chance to ask today."

After saying that, Lin Zhiruo put the frosting into the cloth bag.

"sorry to bother you."

After Lin Xiang finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of the food shop, probably to go to the bathroom.

By the way, men who become eunuchs often have problems with frequent urination.

At this moment, Lin Zhiruo suddenly remembered something, stood up and opened the drawer of the cupboard.

"Uncle, can I get a few bottles of alcohol?"

"casual."

The alcohol was originally made by Lin Zhiruo, so there seemed to be no problem in using it directly. However, when Lin Zhiruo did this yesterday, she was reprimanded by Lin Xiang, as if he wanted her to respect Wang Dahai more.

(besides……)

She wondered what else she needed to get.