By reading my mind, I defeated the crazy regent

Everyone held on to their cups tightly and stood up to clink glasses with Tang Qiansui.

Tang Qiansui simply walked around with the cup, and everyone had to clink glasses.

Then everyone drank it all in one gulp excitedly.

Tang Qiansui asked everyone to sit down and have a lively meal.

She had just taken a bite of the food when her eyes widened in surprise.

"What is this? It's so delicious."

Looking at the crystal pork elbow on the chopsticks, she was confused.

Wasn't she a food anchor in her previous life? Didn't she eat at every star-rated restaurant in the city?

Then why does she think that what she eats now is the real delicacy?

This is not something that can be described as melt-in-the-mouth.

The taste is so tender and melts in your mouth without being greasy or disgusting. It is springy, smooth and tasty.

She stuffed the remaining meat into her mouth in one gulp: "I am so happy, it is so delicious."

The uncle cook was very proud of himself: "My young master likes it very much. From now on, I will cook different dishes for you every day. I guarantee that you will not eat the same dish twice in 365 days a year."

This is a bit too exaggerated.

But no one present said anything to refute or make a joke.

Tang Qiansui's heart was trembling: "Uncle Cook, are you telling the truth?"

Do you know what it means to a foodie to eat something different 365 days a year?

It means there is delicious food every day and you can be so happy that you cry every day!

The cook chuckled and said, "I dare not lie to the young master. It's true. It must be true."

Tang Qiansui wailed, picked up the wine glass and said, "Uncle Cook, I'll leave my appetite to you from now on. Come, let me toast you."

The two of them had another drink.

Tang Qiansui wiped her mouth, still puzzled: "How can Uncle Chef cook so many dishes?"

If there are 365 different days in a year, then there should at least be 365 dishes, right? If there are two dishes every day, then that's doubled.

My uncle is so awesome!

The cook still chuckled: "I used to be the royal chef in the palace."

This sentence almost frightened Tang Qiansui so much that she almost dropped the stool.

"Royal chef?!"

"My God, where did she get you from?"

Cook: "From the palace."

Tang Qiansui laughed heartily: "I mean, how come my mother is so powerful that she can find a royal chef who is both loyal and good at cooking?"

The cook also laughed and said, "Because I made a small mistake that year and was sentenced to death, the master happened to know about it and found a way to save me."

"But my identity as a servant cannot be made public, and I cannot walk around outside. I can only hide in the farm and cook for everyone, just to keep my life."

Tang Qiansui was stunned again.

Mom, my dear mom!

Are you dead? How can you save anyone and take any risk?

Her mother is also good at playing dangerous things, always snatching people from the hands of the god of death, which is also very awesome.

Tang Qiansui didn't ask any other questions and directly asked what she wanted to know most.

"Uncle Chef, how many dishes do you know?"

The cook thought for a moment and said, "I don't remember exactly, but it must be over 3,000."

More than 3,000 dishes!!

This is a gourmet connoisseur and a food expert!

Tang Qiansui's knees felt a little weak and she wanted to kneel down.

But reason told her that she was no longer the soft and cute girl in her previous life who could act cute just to stutter.

She is now the mistress of this group of people and a person of status.

She held her anxious knees and coughed lightly, "Then starting tomorrow, let's make ten dishes a day. We'll try to review all three thousand dishes in a hundred years."

She licked her lips, her saliva about to remain.

Everyone laughed lovingly.

The cook said, "Don't worry, young master. I'll take care of it."

Tang Qiansui was really happy. Looking at the other servants, she knew that most of them also had stories and skills waiting for her to learn about.

She happily drank a few more glasses, and then lost herself.

Everyone advised her to drink less, but she didn't listen and didn't hear what they were saying.

Then she lay on the table, drunk and unconscious.

Jiang Bo and his group began to complain to each other: "Why didn't you stop him? You said we couldn't get drunk for a thousand days. Now we're done. The young master will be drunk for at least six or seven days."

"Why didn't you tell the young master clearly at the beginning that this is a Thousand Days Drunk, just drink two cups."

"Oh, what's the point of saying this? I'm already drunk. Besides, the young master is happy, why would you spoil his fun?"

The nurse said anxiously, "Yes, yes, yes, quickly carry the little master back to the room, wipe his face, hands and feet, change his clothes and let him sleep well."

The group carefully carried Tang Qiansui back to the room.

Tang Qiansui really got drunk and slept for seven days.

Fortunately, there is someone who takes care of me carefully every day, otherwise I would have become smelly.

She slept for seven days without showing up, but something was wrong in the capital.

The entire capital was filled with a murderous atmosphere, so dangerous that people dared not even breathe.

Yin Tingyan's carriage passed by on the street. After his carriage had passed a long way, the vendors and pedestrians knelt on both sides before they dared to speak in a low voice.

"The Regent has become more and more majestic recently. I feel like the last time he was this intimidating was a few years ago when he was purging the imperial court."

"How many people did the Regent kill at that time?"

"More than a hundred people, a river of blood has flowed beneath the Imperial City."

"What happened this time? Who has offended the Regent again? There are large numbers of troops searching the streets all day long. What are they looking for?"

"Who knows? I don't dare to ask."

No one knows what Yin Tingyan is looking for.

Yin Qing knew.

He squatted in Yin Tingyan's study and drew mushrooms. He felt uncomfortable lying down or sitting down, and he felt listless.

Hearing the footsteps, Yin Qing's eyes lit up and she immediately stood up by holding the table.

Yin Tingyan walked in with a chilling aura, walking like a dragon and a tiger.

Yin Qing hurriedly approached and asked, "Have you found my Seventh Aunt?"

Yin Tingyan just picked up the teacup and smashed it with a bang: "Who told you that I would look for her again?"

Yin Qing was startled again, covering her chest and said stubbornly, "Seventh Uncle is lying. He is clearly looking for Seventh Aunt."

"Even if you can't find anyone to vent your anger on, you can't take it out on me."

Yin Tingyan scolded: "Shut up!"

"What do you know as a little kid? Go home and have some rest. Stop showing off."

Yin Qing retorted, "Seventh Uncle is so annoying. It was obviously you who drove them away with your aggressive attitude, and now you're unhappy because you can't find them."

"Then you shouldn't have upset her in the first place. You said that day that you didn't care about that. So don't look for her now."

Yin Tingyan's forehead was bulging with anger. "Yin Qing! Are you looking for a fight?"

Yin Qing clutched the clothes tightly around her chest and yelled back with tears in her eyes.

"Uncle Qi, hit me. If you kill me, I won't feel any pain anymore."

This brat is really good at finding people's weaknesses.

Yin Tingyan was choked with anger, but it was impossible for him to really beat him to death.

He was in a state of rage now, and it was only because of the last bit of his rationality that he didn't slap Yin Qing to death.

"You go home."