After entering the palace again and again, Pei Fanxian's mood became happier and happier. Even if he saw the female devil who had never come before in history, he was not afraid.

Perhaps this is what later generations say, and their faces are getting thicker and thicker.

When Wu Meiniang saw Pei Fanxian, she asked him to hand over the soap and glycerin without saying a word.

Pei Fanxian shook his head, "There is no human heart and the snake swallows the elephant." Why are you so anxious? He looked at Wu Meiniang's condition was much better than before.

I won’t talk about soap, glycerin is the most important thing. Once I got it, Wu Meiniang asked Zhilan to pack it up.

Pei Fanxian was in a leisurely state and was always thinking about it. The female devil was a good person who hid a knife in his smile.

Don’t look at the gentle breeze and drizzle now. If you say something wrong, she can let you appreciate the storm.

"Defu, go and call the people from Shangshi Bureau."

Defu was stunned for a few moments. Why did the queen remember that they came? She hurried to send a message.

Pei Fanxian immediately realized that Wu Meiniang was calling him into the palace, soap and glycerin were all pretexts, and this was the real purpose.

"Empress, is it because the food is not as good as the taste recently?"

The highest level of being a subordinate is not to wait for your superiors to ask questions actively. Pei Fanxian is well aware of this.

Wu Meiniang smiled and looked at him with thoughtful eyes.

Pei Fan first showed a righteous face and refused to let Wu Meiniang look down on him.

"How do you know?" Wu Meiniang was surprised. This kid could guess at it. Could it be that he had known that the food would change recently?

Wu Meiniang's passionate look made Pei Fanxian suspect that he was really confused.

"Because the Empress found someone from Shangshi Bureau to come over and then found Weichen to enter the palace. It must be something wrong with the iron pot for cooking."

So that's it. Wu Meiniang leaned against the soft collapse and began to appreciate the boy in front of her.

"I'm going to tell you that since you left, I have never eaten such delicious food again!" Wu Meiniang sighed from the bottom of her heart.

She works diligently every day, handles court affairs, and maintains physical and mental health. She just depends on eating a bite of comfortable and good meal. Why is it so difficult?

"How could this happen!" Pei Fanxian was embarrassed and gave the iron pot to Guo Minmin. He had tried it. The food he made was absolutely delicious.

When she first showed it to Wu Meiniang, she praised her. Why did it change later? Pei Fan first focused his mind and began to look for technical problems.

"My lady, don't worry, I'm here to take a look."

In a moment, the ministers of Shangshi Bureau who have been scolded a lot these days, holding an iron pot with a face as color as the pot.

"Empress, we have brought the things!"

"Leave it to Pei Lang to see."

Pei Fanxian was also embarrassed when he held the iron pot in his hand. He found the problem. What problems could a bare iron pot be found!

If it is the difference in seasonings, the food that satisfy Wu Meiniang that day was also made with ready-made seasonings from the inner palace, so the difference should not be here.

Pei Fan first held the iron pot, looked left and right, looked up and down, Wu Meiniang was holding the embroidered handkerchief and waiting anxiously.

"Pei Lang, look at you seriously, I'm counting on you!"

"I will do my best."

The female devil actually relied on him so much, and Pei Fanxian felt a little hype. The female devil has always turned her back and refused to recognize others. If she is dissatisfied, she will probably knock him down!

Thinking of this, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his neck, as if the knife had been put on it.

However, there is no problem with this pot.

The iron pot is as smooth as a mirror, and the hands are wiped cleanly. At first glance, it is said that it has been properly maintained. Of course, a tricky woman like Wu Meiniang has to pursue perfection everywhere.

Everyone in Shangshi Bureau stood together, even more nervous than Lao Pei.

Can this guy see a problem?

If they can't see it, they will have to bear the blame themselves.

Wu Meiniang pursed her lips tightly and stared at the iron pot.

"Did you see it?"

Pei Fanxian seemed to have some inspiration, but it was not strong enough. He turned to the Shangshijian people.

"Please tell me how you cook."

Maybe there is something wrong with the way of handling it?

The man who stepped forward looked entangled and worried.

He waved his hand and gestured, explaining the details of cooking very carefully. Wu Meiniang's brows gradually stretched, and it turned out that this was how cooking was.

It's interesting!

After hearing his words, Pei Fan stared at the iron pot in his hand again.

The bright pot bottom is simply a sight to see.

"Does Shangshi Bureau wipe the iron pot every day?" He suddenly asked, and the man who led the lead raised his shocked face: "Of course, I have to wipe it, it is very clean every day!"

Of course, this is for the Queen of Heaven. The people in Shangshi Bureau have always respected the Queen and acted completely according to the Queen's requirements, and did not dare to be ambiguous at all.

"Then, use the finished pot every day to stir-fry?" Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, feeling that the truth was getting closer and closer.

The man nodded suddenly: "Of course, cooking for the Empress must be clean and spotless, so that the saint's body can be healthy."

Once he blew, Wu Meiniang's expression did not change much. Pei Fan couldn't help but be amazed. This person was stupid and couldn't do his job well. No matter how good he sounded, it would be useless!

"Have you ever used this pot to cook for the first time?"

hiss……

This problem was too soulful, and the Shangshi Bureau and others fell into deep thought.

“Have you brushed it?”

"It seems that there is really not!"

"I was so anxious that day!"

"yes."

No!

They really haven't done the pot?

Pei Fanxian felt that this big culprit would be slammed and finally he had to put it on his head.

"I've never brushed it!"

"Is this the problem?" Wu Meiniang was excited when she heard this, and glared at Pei Fanxian and questioned.

Someone wrapped it up and said embarrassedly: "Qi Bixie Empress, when I asked Miss Min Min to deliver the pot, the pot might not have been cleaned. In those days, I made dishes several times to test whether the iron pot is useful. Wei Chen suspected that when the Shangshi Bureau used it to cook for the first time, there were still seasonings on the pot, so the dishes made differently."

When Pei Fan said this, his expression was the most difficult in history.

Wu Meiniang was stunned. Pei Fanxian looked at her affectionately. Please give up your hands. Lao Pei, I really didn’t do it on purpose!

The food tastes wrong, who should I rely on?

Pei Fanxian!

Who should I rely on if I don’t brush the iron pot for tribute?

It’s still Pei Fanxian!

Pei Fanxian felt that according to the historical character, the female devil should immediately give him a shackle!

If the female devil is more sensitive, maybe you can also think about whether he, Pei Fanxian, has his saliva in the iron pot.

Tsk tsk...

There are acquaintances in Dali Temple, so he can pack up and be with Helanmin.

"What seasoning did you use?"

Huh?

The female devil isn't angry?

Pei Fanxian is alive again.
Chapter completed!