Seeing the fruits of his labor, Su Luo nodded with satisfaction.

Outside the kitchen, Manager Xu and others did not go far. They were all nervously guarding the door, pricking up their ears to pay attention to the scene inside, fearing that their future princess would make a little mistake.

"Wang, what is Miss Su doing?" Chef Jia leaned his head and tiptoed to look in.

"Cook for Your Highness himself." Chef B was right away.

"But can she? I didn't say that our highness is the most picky about food. We don't eat any chicken, duck, fish, and meat, and we don't look at fresh vegetables and vegetables. We are the best among the imperial chefs. Your Highness is not very satisfied. What Miss Su made..." Can it be eaten? Chef C responded deeply skeptical about the results.

Chef Ding was most indignant: "How could these daughters cook in person? The things they made must not be eaten."

Manager Xu looked at them coldly, glanced at them, and warned seriously: "Shut up if you don't want to die."

His Highness King Jin said that if Miss Su was a little unhappy, even if they frowned slightly, they would all jump to the moat automatically.

Therefore, everyone's attitude towards the future princess must be like everyone's hearts, and the future princess cannot suffer any grievance.

As soon as Manager Xu said something, there was silence around him, and the sound of the wind blowing the fallen leaves was clearly heard.

Isn’t Your Highness the King of Jin not close to women? This time it is really grander than ever before.

At this moment, a sudden burst of exclamation broke out among the chef.

"Hey, what does this taste like? It smells so good." Chef A smelled his nose and walked forward step by step, his eyes filled with obsession.

"It seems to be coming from the kitchen." Chef B stared in surprise and closed the door.

"Is it Miss Su..." Chef C was simply incredible.

"This is impossible!" Chef Ding's eyes were round and looked incredible.

With a "creak--" sound, the closed door of the kitchen was quietly opened.

Su Luo carried the food box and walked out without looking sideways.

An unprecedented fragrance spreads between the world, spreading, making people's index fingers tremble.

"Oh my God, this smell is so fragrant..."

"Oh my God, just by smelling this smell, I will faint happily..."

"Is this really the dish made by the future princess? If it is true, then do we still have a way out?" The dish made by the princess herself is many times better than those of their professional imperial chefs!

Everyone was moved and uneasy.

A rich fragrance permeates the air and lasts for a long time.

The fragrance is so tempting that it makes people's index fingers rush and they can't swallow their saliva, making people feel urge to pounce on them and snatch the food box away.

They have been a chef for most of their lives, but this fragrance has never been burned out.

And they vaguely felt that no matter how many spices they put, they could not burn this rich fragrance.

"How did this be done? It's not because of spices. I can't figure it out no matter how I think about it."

"I really want to taste it, it's fine... Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

"If I were to taste it, I would die immediately and rest in peace." The oldest chef Jia sighed with emotion.
Chapter completed!