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In the end, Zhan Xiaolou stayed behind. She couldn't guarantee that she could return to the capital alone, so she decided to stay and wait for Jing Hong to arrange someone to send her away.

The dishes on the first floor were very exquisite. It was like the Art of Thorn that only looked at its appearance. The appearance was exquisite, but the taste was very ordinary!

In all the years she had been in this country, Zhan Xiaolou had never treated her stomach unfairly. Even though she didn't know how to cook, she could still teach people how to cook!

The lunch allowed Zhan Xiaolou to figure out the culinary skills of the first floor at the first possible moment. Therefore, she had been observing the distribution of the first floor all afternoon.

At the end of the day, Zhan Xiaolou successfully found the kitchen of the first floor. However, she did not expect that she would see Jing Fu here.

”Why are you here?”

When Zhan Xiaolou saw Jing Fu, he was wearing his apron and focusing on looking at the pot of soup in front of him.

”Let me take a look.”

Zhan Xiaolou's original plan was very good. After all, she was a guest of the first floor. If she came to the kitchen to make some requests, the servants of the first floor wouldn't reject her.

But now that she had come, she found that Jing Wen was here.

The host was here. Would she be stopped if she offered to instruct the kitchen people in cooking?

And this Jing Fu, would he mock her? After all, this was their territory!

Looking at Jing Fu who was concentrating on cooking the broth, Zhan Xiaolou felt that she could not understand the art anymore. It seemed that the so ethereal Jing Wen would actually appear in this kitchen shrouded in fireworks.

”Oh, then take a look.”

Jing Fu looked at the soup seriously, but he didn't raise his head to look at Zhan Xiaolou. Other than the time when Zhan Xiaolou appeared in front of him, he had been focusing on the claypot in front of him.

”Are you cooking soup?” Give it to your big brother? ”

Zhan Xiaolou was standing not far from the claypot. The fragrance coming from the claypot made him salivate. How fragrant!