Feng was trying to make some excuse for Feng Wu.
But Jun Linyuan frowned. By now, he had also realized how difficult the task was.
He said angrily, “What’s Granny Gong doing? Why didn’t she help her?!”
Feng smiled wryly. “Your Royal Highness, Granny Gong isn’t to be blamed. You gave the order yourself that no one was allowed to help her. We all heard it.”
Jun Linyuan was rendered speechless.
Feng said, “Your Royal Highness, would you like to check on her?”
Jun Linyuan didn’t know what to say.
Feng said, “Or, would you like to withdraw your order?”
Jun Linyuan threw a dirty look at Feng and said proudly, “Withdraw my order? In her dreams!”
A lot of people had gathered around the kitchen and were discussing among themselves.
Feng Wu was bustling around when Granny Gong walked in.
She was so concerned that she had to come in and have a look.
As soon as she entered, she saw that Feng Wu was chatting with Feng as she worked, so Granny Gong asked, “Miss Wu, are you sure you don’t need any help?”
Feng Wu tossed the sliced pork into the oil in the wok on medium heat. As she stir-fried the meat, she said, “Jun Linyuan said no help was allowed. He’ll be angry if he knows you tried to help me.”
Granny Gong sighed in resignation.
“Is that the only dish you’re going to make?” Seeing the red sauce, Granny Gong frowned, because she knew that His Royal Highness didn’t like spicy food.
Feng Wu nodded. “One dish is more than enough.”
It wasn’t just any fish-flavored sliced pork, because Feng Wu had added liquid spiritual essence to it.
The liquid was the product of the formation core in Grand Secretary Fang’s manor.
Feng Wu had set up a special pond there which produced one drop of liquid every day and which could be used to enhance physical strength.
The rapid progress which her family members had been making was also a result of this liquid.
Feng Wu had added one drop before she scooped the fish-flavored sliced pork out of her wok. Nothing changed at first, but as time went by, an aroma filled the air.
“Hey, what’s that smell?” Granny Gong found the aroma very appetizing.
Feng Wu wasn’t going to tell her about the liquid, so she only smiled and said, “I guess this fish-flavored sliced pork just smells so nice.”
The food in the crown prince’s residence was supposed to be specially tailored with spiritual essence. Although she had only made one dish, it contained as much spiritual essence as all the dishes combined, if not more.
Feng Wu was an amazing cook to begin with. With the help of the liquid, when the delicious smell spread out of the kitchen through the closed door —
“Hey, what’s that smell?”
“That’s wonderful…”
“How can it smell so nice? My stomach is growling.”
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No one in the crown prince’s residence was allowed to help Feng Wu. Luckily, she still had her two spiritual pets, Little Phoenix and the tiger cub.
Feng Wu asked Granny Gong, “What’s the rule here? Do you usually eat in your own quarters or is there a big dining hall?”
Feng Wu noticed that there was a huge empty space right next to the kitchen, and tables and benches had been arranged in neat rows. It looked like a place where people went to eat.
Granny Gong said, “His Royal Highness doesn’t like the residence to smell like food, so almost all the servants eat here.”
“That’ll be much easier, then.”
Feng Wu then gave instructions to the cub and Little Phoenix, telling them to set out the plates.
