Escape from famine at the beginning: I use space to raise three cute babies

"Master, after drinking so much, have you tasted what she added to this?"

"Master, this soup is so delicious. It tastes different from the soups we used to drink. I didn't expect this girl to have such good cooking skills at such a young age. I wonder where our young master found it!"

"Indeed, Master, I have one thing to say. Although I don't like that girl either, I have to admit that the food she cooks is really delicious. I don't know how she makes it!"

Several people refused to give in to each other. Generally speaking, Xiang Jiuling was not good in their eyes, but her cooking skills were unanimously recognized. Xiang Jiuling just wanted to laugh.

It is said that people who treat others softly are short-tongued, so why are these people still not merciful when they are eating her food?

The chef sat there blankly, not knowing what he was thinking. It was not until he saw the figure standing at the door for who knows how long that he suddenly came to his senses. He was so frightened that he almost dropped the bowl in his hand.

"You...why are you here?"

The chef was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

The other people also looked back and saw Xiang Jiuling looking at them with squinted eyes, her eyes seemed to be shining with dangerous light. They quickly lowered their heads in guilt and did not dare to look at her, and even hid in panic.

Hidden bowl in hand.

"This sentence seems to be the time for me to ask you, how did the wooden barrel in my kitchen come to your side? Did it run here with long legs or fly with wings?"

Xiang Jiuling sneered, despising their behavior of asking for food without asking. Didn't he swear that the food she cooked would not be on the table? Why did he secretly try her food now?

"Who...who took your barrel? All the barrels in the world look the same. Didn't you even have a name written on your barrel? Why do you think we took it?"

One of the young apprentices retorted unconvinced. He was the one who spoke the loudest just now, but now he refuses to admit it. He is really good at telling lies.

Several others also immediately showed that they would not admit it even to death. Anyway, they were sure that Xiang Jiuling could not find any evidence.

Regarding their rogue behavior, Xiang Jiuling just looked at them coldly, "Really? I know there is nothing special about my wooden barrel, but I believe everyone knows whether it is mine, and I don't know much about it.

After all, it’s just that sometimes people dare to act boldly, especially men, otherwise it will only be looked down upon!”

As soon as these words came out, several people in the room had different expressions. Some looked angry, some felt guilty, and some pretended to be calm, obviously pretending to be stupid.

The chef was even more like this. His face turned blue and white, and he clenched his hands into fists until they creaked, but he couldn't say a word. He knew that Xiang Jiuling meant something, and he also knew that his behavior really made people laugh.

Even though people are disdainful, they also know that Xiang Jiuling’s cooking is indeed unique, but...

"You...what are you talking nonsense about? We don't understand what you are saying. This is our place. You are not welcome to come in. Don't think that you can run amok here just because you have won over the young master. Please get out as soon as possible!"

We have already talked about this, but there are still some people who are stubborn. Xiang Jiuling does not let them get used to it, and directly points out, "If you dare to do it or not, you must have no ability. I will give you my bucket of mutton soup."

I’m learning and observing, but if you go to my kitchen again to make ideas for my seasoning bags, then I won’t be as talkative as I am today. I hope you all take care of yourself!”

The mutton soup can be used, after all, it is made for people to eat, but the seasoning packet cannot be used, that is her secret recipe, why should such a shameless person give it away?

As for this last sentence, it is sarcastic and also a warning!

"Bah, don't talk nonsense, stinky girl. Who cares about your stuff? Ours here is thousands of times better than yours!"

The chef's apprentice was still quibbling. After all, he was so angry that he had done something bad and didn't dare to admit it. It looked particularly ridiculous.

"Okay, shut up!"

In the end, the chef stopped him and raised his head to look at Xiang Jiuling, who had been looking at them coldly. He still maintained his original proud look, "Little girl, don't be too arrogant. An occasional success is not considered a success."

Success will be determined later!"

Do you know?

It's really ridiculous that a person who doesn't dare to admit taking other people's things can still say such things.

“I’d like to lend you some good words!”

Xiang Jiuling smiled coldly and stopped talking with them here. After all, it didn't mean anything to her. It was just a waste of words. As long as it was clear that they were the ones who did it, what happened today seemed to be wrong.

There may be results.

"Master, look at what this woman said, she really pisses me off!"

"Yes, Master, should we just let her talk to us and escape unscathed?"

Seeing that Xiang Jiuling left like this, several people were completely unaware of their own problems. Instead, they felt that they were the ones who were wronged.

"Okay, just say a few words to each other."

Why didn't I see them so united when they were drinking mutton soup just now, but now they are twisted into one when they feel guilty?

The chef felt a headache when he saw these uneasy apprentices, and left the kitchen with a sigh.

The few people left behind immediately looked at each other, with no shame in their hearts, only unwillingness, and looked at each other.

"No, this stinky girl is so arrogant. Master can't take action. We have to find a way to kill her arrogance!"

"Yeah, why should we be told by a stinky woman that we just order mutton soup? Bah, what a big deal, I can just make ten pots of it and give it back to her."

"That's right, really stingy."

"No, we can't just let it go. I can't swallow this breath. I have to find a way to teach her a lesson. What do you think?"

The few of them looked at each other and hit it off immediately, and began to conspire among themselves.

Xiang Jiuling, who was completely unaware, returned to the kitchen and continued busy, and the banquet soon passed in full swing.

At night, the guests in the front hall had almost dispersed after changing glasses. Wang Yunlu helped send away the last guest before he had time to ask about today's banquet.

Shunzi had just received the kebabs that Xiang Jiuling had specially left for him. He was filled with admiration and satisfaction for her, so naturally he reported truthfully about today's banquet and Xiang Jiuling's performance.

Of course, the exaggerated points must be exaggerated. For example, Xiang Jiuling and his team worked very hard to cope with the demand, which was in short supply, and they were almost exhausted from exhaustion.

When Wang Yunlu came, he saw several girls who came to help, rubbing each other's backs and shoulders, and complaining that today was too hard.

As soon as they saw their young master coming, the girls quickly bowed respectfully, feeling anxious in their hearts, fearing that their previous complaints would be overheard.