PART 07 The Difficult Life of an Apprentice

"Wow, Lin Wuniao!" That voice became extremely angry, no longer carrying even a hint of tenderness

The sous chef wore a face full of happiness and casually picked up a piece of chicken to send over.

Lin Wuniao opened his eyes wide, suppressing his fear to take a closer look, and his heart immediately began to race a hundred times more than before

This time, Miao Fangfei shifted her position, her eyes slanting even more severely. Upon seeing the dishes being served, she became furious: "Xiao Qin, what are you serving me? What are you causing a commotion about?"

"Lin Wuniao, what do you mean?" Miao Fangfei was furious

"Cough, cough, why is there a foul smell?" he smacked his lips.

Lin Wuniao, if you dare to strike this prince again, I will make you wish you were dead!

Everything seems to resemble Transformers, for instance, a pot lid can be placed alongside a clay pot, a kitchen knife can be placed alongside a catfish, and at this moment, the adult Miao Man can be placed alongside wooden beams, cold and lifeless

The Fourth Prince's face turned pale and then dark, sitting upright on the ground. Although his expression appeared gentle, he was already surging with emotions deep within.

Hahaha! The Fourth Prince finally couldn't hold back, laughed out loud, jumped up, and clapped his hands, "Lin Wuniao, I like your expression!"

"If you continue like this, I will expel you!" he reprimanded coldly

After finishing the meal, the adults at the table took Lin Wuniao to a quiet place, where they unwrapped the various strands she had cut one by one for her to see

Lin Wuniao's face turned slightly red, and he humbly replied to him in a very eager-to-learn tone: "Not at all! Not at all!"

Lin Wuniao wore a苦 face: "I will do my best!"

He actually became furious out of embarrassment

Lin Wuniao shuddered, completely stiff yet remarkably brave. She suddenly turned around, closed her eyes, and swung the kitchen knife in her hand towards the source of the sound.

In the neighboring imperial kitchen, there are chefs on duty, and all kinds of pastries and dishes are readily available

"Adult, what is the matter?" Lin Wuniao looked at him innocently

In the darkness, Miao Manxi's face remained calm and unruffled, his posture still as upright as ever. After a long while, he slightly bent his knees and cupped his hands, saying: "Fourth Prince, Miao Manxi takes his leave first."

She responded to him with an innocent gaze

How about you eat something else? The vegetarian noodles have all been spilled! Should I go next door to the Imperial Kitchen to get some pastries? Lin Wuniao asked cautiously

Why do I always feel that something is not right? The Fourth Prince is very troubled

Fangfei Kitchen, your strabismus has indeed worsened a bit more

Only when the noodles had become thoroughly mushy did she finally lift them up, sprinkling salt and chopped green onions on top

It's maddening! Lin Wuniao was sweating profusely, and with his peripheral vision, he glanced at the Fourth Prince, who was gazing up at the moon. He felt a sense of secret delight and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He picked up the spoon and scooped up the rag, continuing to cook the noodles

"Hahaha," the Fourth Prince laughed again, completely shedding the refined and elegant demeanor he had just displayed. "Everything is fine, everything is fine! Do you know that your expression is remarkably similar to Banban's!"

Miao Manxi cast a sidelong glance at him and let out a cold laugh: "The Fourth Prince is joking. Everyone has their own duties, and Manxi has responsibilities and obligations towards anyone in this imperial kitchen."

She certainly knows that beneath this space, there is no one who can serve as her support; she is fighting alone. After all this hardship, she merely hopes to endure for 5 years to leave the palace and marry, or perhaps to endure for 3 years to graduate, and then live an ordinary life with Tang Xin.

He has always been confident in his voice. In this palace, aside from his elegant appearance, he can be considered the foremost voice killer. There was once a palace maid who was deeply enchanted, saying that to hear the Fourth Prince call her name, even if she were to die immediately, would be a form of happiness.

She completely forgot about the Fourth Prince who was drinking the noodles

Miao Fangfei cast a sidelong glance, filled with jealousy

The entire table pursed their lips and looked at her coldly. Lin Wuniao felt guilty, his gaze wandering. After a long while, he finally stopped looking at her, frowned slightly, remained silent, and turned to leave. After taking two steps, he halted: "This is the Imperial Kitchen, not the Lin family courtyard. No one can protect anyone for a lifetime."

However, personal experience does make a certain difference

She is also unwilling to do this, but after continuously peeling various strands from morning till night, her eyes can no longer bear it; everything she looks at seems to converge in one place

Lin Wu Niao bit her lip, brandished the kitchen knife, and began to practice slicing little by little

"By quietly accompanying her without letting her know, isn't that a futile effort?" The Fourth Prince released his grip, waved his fan, and a playful expression adorned his jade-like handsome face

She gripped the kitchen knife tightly in her hand, facing away from the voice, her entire body tense

You are clearly imitating me! Miao Fangfei bit down on her chopsticks, her eyes narrowing even further as she stretched her foot to kick Lin Wuniao. Her foot landed on the deputy chef, who glanced at her sidelong gaze and then at the calm expression of Master Manxi, suppressing his anger. He picked up a bowl of rice and shifted it aside.

Scallions! Lin Wuniao remained unperturbed, her face showing no signs of embarrassment as she spun her lies without a hint of a blush or a racing heart. The chopped scallions had long since run out, and all that could be found in the little kitchen she was in was chives, which she was reluctant to fetch from next door

Lin Wuniao's heart suddenly leaped to her throat. Regarding the tales of haunted ancient palaces, she had already seen quite a bit through modern networks. She once thought of herself as incredibly bold, believing that she would not scream or feel scared no matter how terrifying the stories and films were.

It is evident that his voice is very charming and has been recognized by the public

No birds, it's time to eat

On such a hazy moonlit night, with such a handsome man, and such an enchanting way of praise

Is it true? The Fourth Prince looked at Lin Wuniao with a doubtful gaze, hesitated for a moment, and then tilted his head back to drink the noodle soup

Lin Wuniao raised an eyebrow

Lin Wuniao continued to look at him with a very serious and professional expression: "Because the ingredients for plain dishes are very inexpensive, do you think they can compare to those delicacies from the mountains and the sea?" As she spoke, she unconsciously began to wipe the stove with a cloth.

When I was young ... ...

Banban? That name sounds very familiar

He really wants to vomit

With a tap of the chopsticks against the edge of the bowl, she tilted the bowl and handed it to the assistant chef, playfully saying, "Cousin, I want some too!"

"Wow, looking this handsome, what more do I need Photoshop for?" Lin Wuniao muttered to himself as he jumped out from behind the stove and awkwardly performed a salute.

Thank you, cousin! Her eyes were slanted as she looked at the flying chicken butt, eating it with great relish

This is the highest method of preparing plain noodles! Lin Wuniao explained very seriously, while thinking very carefully, "This kind of overcooked plain noodles is good for your teeth, legs, and overall health!"

"You are really ruthless, not even making a sound when kicked! Lin Xiaochu, I tell you, you cannot compete with me!" Miao Fangfei said triumphantly in a lowered voice, casting a sidelong glance and demonstrating her superiority to Lin Wuniao

After picking up a few times with the chopsticks, he extracted a small piece of chives from inside: "What is this?" He widened his eyes.

Oh, good! Lin Wuniao is stirring the large pot and starting to cook the noodles

Ah? This sound seems somewhat familiar. Lin Wuniao peeked out from behind the stove, and in the dim moonlight, saw the dark figure drawing closer.

"Stop wasting time!" A hand suddenly reached over, took her bowl, filled it to the brim with rice, and handed it back.

She groped for a basin, went to scoop rice by herself, and their eyes met at one point. Miao Fangfei, with a sidelong glance, also went to scoop rice, and their spoons always clashed outside the bounds of their expectations

"Oh no, my headband!" Lin Wuniao exclaimed excitedly as he rushed over, snatching the headband and wrapping it around his head a few times. "I have been looking for this headband all day, how could it end up in the frying pan! This is issued by the Imperial Kitchen."

"Lin Wuniao, are you sure you are really the head chef of the Lin family this time?" He was filled with doubt about this.

The spotted one from Lord Li's family loves to look at people with that gaze of yours, yes, yes, just like that! He grinned widely, his teeth gleaming white under the moonlight

Ah!

Until the sun set in the west, those apprentice cooks had all dispersed, yet she remained in the apprentice area, slicing meticulously, though her knife skills were still quite slow, the items she produced were no longer as coarse as before

The sous chef awkwardly scratched his head as he looked at Miao Fangfei's bowl, then excitedly picked out a plump chicken butt from the chestnut chicken dish and served it to Miao Fangfei.

Both my father and mother are unwilling to let me eat vegetarian noodles, saying that it is food for the lower class. He is very conflicted, constantly frowning, "I have never eaten vegetarian noodles in my life."

She saw a disheveled man, dressed in a dull purple, with dark hair covering his face, drifting towards her

Tsk tsk tsk, esteemed guests, truly a deep affection for the disciples!

Thus, he gently called out once more, "Lin Wuniao".

"I apologize, Miao Xiaochu, my eyes have focused, and everything I see appears closer than before!" Lin Wuniao looked at Miao Fangfei, who was gazing sideways like a puppet.

Lin Wuniao stared blankly as her shadow overlapped with the small kitchen beside her, blinking her eyes, and continued to scoop rice into the air with great reluctance, shaking her head helplessly: Miss Fangfei's strabismus had worsened compared to before; she was clearly venting her anger at the wooden pillar of the imperial kitchen, and even someone like her, who practiced cross-eyed gazes, could see that.

She finally remembered who Banban is

Outside the imperial kitchen, a hundred steps away, there are the Imperial Guards, taking turns on duty. She only needs to persist in walking out of this gate to finally breathe a sigh of relief

Lin Wuniao, did you dare to take away the sparrow's courage? Do you dare to interrupt this prince's words?! This prince rarely wishes to have a warm moment, and you have disrupted it all!

"Oh dear, what a heartless person!" The Fourth Prince propped his chin with the handle of his fan, his eyes glancing over, and upon seeing Lin Wuniao finishing the last slice of dried tofu, he smiled gently.

Lin Wuniao's current job is to stand daily at the lower position of the banquet table, continuously shredding carrot strips, potato strips, dried tofu strips, sausage strips, and so on

"No need, I just have a taste for this." The Fourth Prince tilted his neck back and swallowed the plain noodles in one go, but the last sip of soup made him choke, leaving him with tears in his eyes

The esteemed gentleman stood beneath the setting sun, silently watching her julienne the vegetables, his figure gradually fading with the sunlight, merging with the darkening shadows.

Miao Manxi sneered: "Are you cutting strips or chunks? Is this the standard of the Lin family?" He originally thought that at the very least, she could cut them into stick-like strips, but in the end, he completely misjudged her ability; what she cut were all chunks as thick as a baby's finger.

As he walked, he tidied his hair, his long fingers skillfully arranging it into a loose bun. The cool moonlight illuminated his handsome face, making him look as if he had been edited with Photoshop.

"How could it be like this?" The Fourth Prince asked uncertainly, pointing at the bowl. The contents of the bowl could no longer be called noodles, but were nothing less than a thick paste.

In a silent forest devoid of birds, brother, one cannot blame her. Out of ten who have traversed through time, nine recall it in this manner. Countless romantic entanglements have arisen from a mere bowl of noodles.

"You make a bowl of noodles!" The Fourth Prince simply sat down on the ground, leaning against the large stove, smiling as he watched Lin Wuniao. His wide purple robe spread out like blooming flowers. Under the moonlight, he seemed like an immortal who was untouched by the mundane world

What does it mean to take her and then slip away? What does this really mean?

He unexpectedly shook his sleeves and turned to leave

The premise is that she can manage to get through these years

"Oh my, a ghost!" She was so frightened that her eyes rolled back, and she crouched down. In the darkness, using both her hands and feet, she took off her shoes and was about to throw them.

No birds! He gently called her. His voice was long and tender

The so-called big cat refers to the tiger as well

Banban is indeed extraordinary, for it is the big cat that Lord Li opens to the public seven times a week, each time proclaiming to share joy with the people

Pfft, Lin Wuniao almost spat out a mouthful of rice, turning around to see the adults at the table, all of whom wore expressions of indifference, elegantly picking at their food.

The eyes of the full table softened, as a small piece of dish was personally picked and placed in her bowl. The chefs displayed ambiguous smiles, yet were afraid of being seen by the stern Chef Miao, and thus they all lowered their heads to eat their rice.

He slowly pulled out a small strip of cloth from his mouth, bit by bit

The Fourth Prince smiled and nodded in agreement: "So, it can be said that Chef Lin is not a special existence?"

Lin Wuniao, I am hungry

Then... Lin Wuniao asked unconsciously while kneading the dough

Oh! The Fourth Prince suddenly realized and continued to drink the noodle soup

Lin Wuniao stretched his neck to look at him from the stove, casting a sympathetic glance.

Miao Manxi slightly turned her head and saw the Fourth Prince in a light purple robe. Her eyes grew cold, and just as she was about to bow in greeting, the Fourth Prince supported her with one hand.

The ten fingers are curved like hooks, as if they are infused with boundless anger, seeping out from the forceful joints.

Gradually emerged from the darkness

Chef Qin, standing beside the head chef, was on the verge of tears due to feeling wronged

Ah?

Your mother often gives you below? Lin Wuniao casually responded, while stirring in the pot with chopsticks. After a long while, seeing that the Fourth Prince did not reply, he felt it was inappropriate and leaned out to take a look

Due to the force applied, a small piece of cloth beside the stove was swept into the large pot by her sleeve, and the noodle soup was bubbling vigorously, with the slightly grayish cloth floating within it

Thank you, my lord! Lin Wuniao smiled sweetly.

When I was young, every time I sneaked into the royal kitchen and saw the palace maids eating noodles, I felt very envious He was very persistent and continued to express what he wanted to say

Isn't it said that ghosts and monsters are afraid of weapons

Boom ...! ... A bolt from the blue, Thunderlin is paralyzed all over without a bird!

"Lin Wuniao?" The Fourth Prince slightly raised his voice, yet it remained exceedingly gentle

She was both angry and powerless, continuing to look at the Fourth Prince with a helpless expression. The Fourth Prince seemed quite pleased, extending his finger to pinch her cheek: "Ah, so cute, I will ask Lord Manxi for you! Then in the future, when Lord Xiang is sneaking away, I will sneak away with you!"