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

What kind of profound mysteries are hidden in this vast space?

What Lin Zhiruo taught was not the kind of unique skills that could shock people, but the crowd came like a tide, and the reason behind it was puzzling.

Many palace maids watched from a distance, and the lecture hall was filled with the figures of middle- and lower-ranking concubines and their entourages.

For the concubines, this lecture seemed to have extraordinary significance.

From a certain perspective, this cooking skill is actually closely related to the future of the country, but for Lin Zhiruo, it makes her feel worried.

"I must solemnly declare that only high-ranking concubines are eligible to attend this lecture."

As soon as Quan Wushuang said this, some middle-level and lower-level concubines and palace maids showed disappointment on their faces, while others didn't care at all. They were satisfied to be able to catch a glimpse of Quan Wushuang's style.

Looking around, almost half of the people came for Quan Wushuang. Some were even satisfied just by his voice and leaned weakly against the pillars.

Although it seems a bit artificial, this is not an isolated phenomenon. Lin Zhiruo regards it as a natural scene.

Lin Zhiruo often wondered if this eunuch was a demon, emitting a strange aura?

When the class started, Lin Zhiruo was about to enter the lecture hall, but Quan Wushuang followed closely behind her.

Lin Zhiruo couldn't help but slightly open her red lips and stare at Quan Wushuang.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Zhiruo gently pushed Quan Wushuang from behind, making him turn around, and then pushed him out of the lecture hall.

Although Quan Wushuang looks weak, he is actually very strong, and it is quite difficult to push him out.

"Why can't you come in?"

"Because what I am about to teach is a secret skill that cannot be passed on to others. I was only ordered to teach the ladies, and I have never heard of the need to teach General Quan."

After saying that, Lin Zhiruo closed the door and bolted it.

Lin Zhiruo sighed softly and looked around the lecture hall. She saw nine people in the room, including Lin Zhiruo herself, four senior concubines and their personal maids.

For some reason, there was a lot of noise outside the door. It must be because Lin Zhiruo refused to let Quan Wushuang in.

I always feel like someone is listening.

Lin Zhiruo pushed the cart, stood in the middle of the lecture hall, and slowly bowed.

"I am this lecturer, Lin Zhiruo."

Concubine Yuyao was still as beautiful as ever. She extended her jade hand from her sleeve and waved gently to show her kindness.

The personal maid Caiwei half-opened her beautiful eyes and stared at her master.

Concubine Pinglan has regained her former plump figure and looks at Lin Zhiruo with a calm demeanor.

The accompanying maid's expression changed when she saw Lin Zhiruo, hoping to be included.

Concubine Dexin remained the same, looking a little nervous.

Perhaps it was because there were three other concubines superior to her, which made her feel worried.

The accompanying maid was also frightened, but tried to protect the concubine. This scene was inexplicably warm and lovely.

As for the last concubine.

Lin Zhiruo met him for the first time.

Entering with the other senior concubines was a woman of the same age as Lin Zhiruo.

The new concubine was named Shuwan Guifei. She had long black hair tied on top of her head and used southern bird feathers as hairpins.

Judging from her clothes, she looks like a princess from the southern country, but judging from her appearance, she looks like someone from the northern border.

The same goes for her maid. Lin Zhiruo thought that this dress might just be a personal preference.

She does not have the brightness of Concubine Yuyao, nor the splendor of Concubine Pinglan.

Unlike Imperial Concubine Dexin, she is bound to become the emperor's concubine in terms of age, but it seems that she is not a ruthless character who can disrupt the peace of the harem.

Judging from her attire alone, she was flamboyant and looked out of place among the concubines.

Moreover, her makeup places special emphasis on the corners of the eyes, making it impossible to see the original shape of the eyes, making it difficult to imagine her true appearance.

(That may not be important.)

After Lin Zhiruo briefly introduced herself, she took out a homemade recipe from the items she brought and handed it to the concubines one by one.

The concubines took the menu and had different reactions. Some opened their eyes wide, some smiled happily, some blushed, and some frowned in thought.

(Well, that makes sense.)

Lin Zhiruo took out more tools. Some of the people were puzzled, some knew what they were used for, and some had some knowledge of them and blushed.

"Next, what I will teach you are all secret techniques for women in the boudoir. I hope that you concubines will not disclose them."

After Lin Zhiruo finished speaking, she asked everyone to turn to the third page of the menu.

An hour later, Lin Zhiruo finished teaching.

(Perhaps the content is too complicated.)

Lin Zhiruo, who was teaching, also found it quite strenuous.

She walked lazily and removed the bolt of the lecture hall door.

"…Why did it take so long?"

A handsome eunuch walked in leisurely, looking slightly unhappy. For some reason, his left ear and cheek were red.

Lin Zhiruo was merciful by not saying, "How dare this person eavesdrop?"

Quan Wushuang walked into the lecture hall and was instantly speechless.

"Why?"

"That's what I was going to ask you."

Quan Wushuang looked at Lin Zhiruo with suspicion.

"I don't know."

Lin Zhiruo was merely following orders to teach the concubines and the harem the knowledge they needed.

The concubines who received the instruction had different reactions.

Imperial Concubine Yuyao was in high spirits and talked about "getting rid of the period of fatigue"; the head maid Caiwei, as usual, followed her master tiredly, and occasionally seemed to glare at Lin Zhiruo, but Lin Zhiruo did not care.

Imperial Concubine Pinglan's cheeks were slightly red, and she was twiddling her fingers, as if she was reviewing a lesson, with a look of considerable satisfaction on her face; her personal maid had a flushed face, and she lowered her head and was trembling.

In the corner of the lecture hall, Imperial Concubine Dexin banged her forehead against the wall, her face livid as she whispered, "I can't do it. Absolutely not."

Beside him, the palace maid who had recently been promoted to head maid was stroking her master's back with concern.

This person should be the woman who was responsible for poison testing in the past.

Imperial Concubine Shuwan stared into space with an indifferent expression, and Lin Zhiruo had no idea what she meant. Her personal maid, not knowing what to do with the recipe that had been placed aside, shyly wrapped it in a large cloth.

(You can dispose of it as you wish.)

After Lin Zhiruo finished cleaning up, she drank the cold boiled water given to her by others and took a break to catch her breath.

Although I am exhausted, I can finally look forward to the upcoming reward.

The concubines each held the cooking recipe brought in by Lin Zhiruo.

Some held it carefully, while others treated it as if they were touching something disgusting; they were all carefully wrapped in large cloth towels, making it difficult to see inside. Lin Zhiruo also warned them not to show it to anyone.

Not only Quan Wushuang, but also those who had not been in the lecture hall before, looked at these items with curiosity.

"Let me ask you, what exactly was the content of what you just taught me?"

Quan Wushuang asked, Lin Zhiruo's eyes drifted away and she said:

"The General Manager can ask the Emperor for his thoughts later."