I'm a scumbag for my career, and I've scumbed nine big villains

Yue An glanced lightly, held Chu Jiuning's hand and walked forward.

Feng Jiuqing could only look at Jiang Zhen with anticipation. Jiang Zhen originally wanted to refuse, but in the end he softened his heart and took it.

Jiantong ran to chase, "Little Junior Sister, wait for me."

When he arrived at the huge imperial kitchen, Chu Jiuning first found a seat to sit down, then reached into the storage bag and touched it.

Feng Jiuqing sat next to her, "Xiaoxue, can a dish made with lemons taste delicious?"

It's dark food even if you think about it.

Jiantong also sat down, "That's right, junior sister, although you usually have a good cooking skills, you can't beat the swollen face and make you fat."

Yue An walked over and picked up Jiantong and threw it aside, and sat down by himself.

Jiantong turned around and twitched in dissatisfaction, but when he looked at Yue An's warning eyes, he could only roll his eyes and silently cursed in his heart.

After a while, Chu Jiuning took out a cooking note from the storage bag. She smiled, crossed her legs, and dipped her fingers into her tongue, and then she started to look.

Feng Jiuqing looked at her notes with her, "Xiaoxue, did you write this?"

These are indeed her cooking notes after various practices and then improved during the long years of her mission in nine worlds. Because she was afraid that she would forget it, she would write it down every time.

"Lemon boneless chicken feet?" When Feng Jiuqing saw the name of this dish, she felt her feet tightening and her brain was frozen.

Chu Jiuning felt her nervousness and smiled and turned her head to look at her, "Don't worry, the ingredient is actually chicken feet. I called it chicken feet just to make the name of the dish sound high-end."

Fengjiu exhaled and patted her chest and said, "I'm scared to death by baby Feng."

"Lemon fish? Lemon dry pot chicken wings? Lemon spicy shrimp? Lemon bread?..." Feng Jiuqing took the cooking notes in her hand to her hand as if she had discovered a new continent.

"Xiaoxue, can you lend me a copy of this book then?"

Chu Jiuning snatched the notes back, "No! This is my priceless treasure!"

Feng Jiuqing hugged her an arm, "Xiaoxue, we are my best friends!"

Haha. Chu Jiuning pulled her arm out of her arms and shook her hands, "Okay, you all go out."

"Little junior sister, do you want us to stay for help?" Jian Tong said.

Chu Jiuning chuckled, "Do you remove bones for chicken feet or cut fish fillets? Which of the masters in the kitchen is less experienced than you, so what do I need you to help?"

"Oh." Jiantong thought she was planning to do it herself, but it turned out not.

"Xiaoxue, I can wash lemons!" Feng Jiuqing raised her hand and said happily.

Chu Jiuning raised her eyebrows, "Whatever you want."

She took her notes and got up to explain the steps and needed materials to the experienced masters.

After the explanation, she leaned against the side with a lollipop in her mouth and watched the masters busy, and waited for the masters to make the dishes and then tasted them.

Put the qualified ones aside, and rework the unqualified ones.

Several masters do have specialties in their professions. All dishes are served at once, but they made lemon ribs three times. After Chujiu Ning tasted the taste, she still frowned slightly.

Feng Jiuqing thought it was so unpalatable. She twisted a rib with her hand and tasted it, but her eyes lit up.

"Um! So delicious!" It was so delicious.

She looked at the exquisite and beautiful lemon ribs placed on the plate and said incrediblely, "Every bite has both the burnt aroma of meat and the refreshing aroma of lemon, and the sweet and sour taste is moderate. I want to swallow my tongue together."

Chu Jiuning looked at her with a wry smile, raised her hand and flicked her forehead, "Little Greedy Cat."

Jiantong didn't believe in evil, and took a piece and tasted it. His brows frowned, "Little Junior Sister, it's really delicious, but why do you seem to be unsatisfied?"

Chu Jiuning looked at the ribs in his hand, "It probably felt that the heat was not accurate enough."

Ah, her obsessive-compulsive disorder is about to be committed again.

"So I'll try it myself." She took the apron handed over by the maid and walked towards the stove.

Yue An looked at Jian Tong and Feng Jiuqing who were still eating like two little mice, "Look at your success."

Feng Jiuqing refused to accept it, "Second cousin, we have low cultivation and are normal to have a desire to be chewed and abdomen. We don't need food to supplement, and even if we fast for tens of thousands of years, we won't become mummies."

"That's it!" Jian Tong agreed, "The food and sex are also."

Feng Jiuqing took a fried pork rib for Yue An, "Second cousin, try it? It tastes really great."

Yue An looked at Chu Jiuning who was busy in front of the stove, and held his hands slightly raised his mouth and said, "I only eat Xiaoxue's handmade."

Feng Jiuqing curled her lips and shook her head, looking at Jiang Zhen beside her, "Do you want it?"

Jiang Zhen nodded slightly and shook his head.

Jiantong, who was gnawing pork ribs, couldn't help but say, "You can't just eat what the younger sister made, right?"

Yue An immediately swept away a sharp look. Jiang Zhen did not receive it because he lowered his eyes, but he could feel the hostility that Yue An threw at him.

He didn't mean to eat what Chu Jiuning made himself, but it would be better if it could be made by her.

When Chu Jiuning came over with her own lemon ribs in one hand, she licked her lips, "Little Junior Sister, can I taste one first?"

He just wanted to try if the little junior sister and the master chef made differently?

Chu Jiuning refused, "Da!"

"Wow--Xiaoxue, why are you good at learning how to call her?" Feng Jiuqing said.

Chu Jiuning held his forehead and was too lazy to explain. He glanced at the maids and said, "Let's go, let's serve."

Feng Weitian looked at the table full of lemons and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Did you make these?"

Chu Jiuning did not deny or admit it. She handed him a pair of chopsticks with both hands, "Uncle Qi, should you eat first and see if you are satisfied?"

Feng Weitian took the chopsticks and nodded, "It's great and the fragrance is also very good."

Because the ribs are closest to him, he first picked up a piece of ribs and tasted them.

With just one sip, his eyes lit up, and Chu Jiuning was busy filling his small cup with wine, "Uncle Qi, how about it? Does the taste work to your liking?"

Feng Weitian nodded from the bottom of his heart and praised, "One."

Seeing that everyone else was looking at him before he could move his chopsticks, he said, "Everyone should try it."

At this moment, Feng Jiuqing and Jiantong felt a little unable to eat it. The two looked at each other in a sympathetic manner, full of regret.

Just now, the two of them ate all the three plates of ribs that Chu Jiu Ning passed away in the imperial kitchen, so they got a little tired of it.

Chu Jiuning picked up every dish for Feng Weitian. Feng Weitian asked her to eat it herself without caring about her, but she was still attentive.

After Feng Weitian finished eating, Chu Jiuning asked with a smile, "Uncle Qi, are you satisfied?"

Seeing that she asked seriously, Feng Weitian smiled kindly, nodded, "Satisfied."

Chu Jiuning glanced at the dishes on the table, "Uncle Qi, do you know how I made so many dishes?"