"As the ship in the imperial kitchen, the first thing those people destroyed was the ship. Before the ship was sunk, all the imperial kitchens were wiped out." Yin felt very sorry. Before leaving the grassland, he deliberately cared about the emperor's arrival. He did not want to have a snack in Qingchang, but also wanted to go to the imperial kitchen.

Now, he was glad that he had asked for a cook, otherwise how could he satisfy Emperor Ama's use? There would be some problems with Yin.

Last night, as soon as Kangxi's order came down, Yin pulled Yin to the other side and told her that the only remaining chef in the imperial kitchen was still on Yin's post. As the boss, he asked someone from Yin, and he couldn't stand his face.

"Four, I understand, today, if we use it all, let him go to the eldest prince's side and record what the emperor Amaji had before he left." Qing Yan wrinkled his face, "I'll just make a three-meal order. Su Lan's craftsmanship is also OK. The eldest prince's side is different. Most of the servants around the eldest sister-in-law make snacks. If they take the turn to cook, no one can compare to Su Lan."

Seeing Yin in a dilemma, Qingyan immediately showed her noble character and sent the chef from the imperial kitchen. It just so happened that she didn't have much stuff, and those things could not be done in conventional ways.

"Well, I said that too!" Yin led Qing Yan to the cabin outside. There were already a sumptuous meal on the dining table, with fish cakes and noodles on it.

After breakfast, Yin took the slave from the imperial kitchen. Qingyan held his chin and looked at the situation outside. Two additional boats appeared on the right.

"Sulan, when did those two ships come?" Qing Yan always felt something was wrong, so he got up and walked out of the cabin, tilted his head and looked around. Sure enough, from the imperial chariot to their ships, there were two fleets of guards around each ship.

Sulan looked at it and didn’t have them last night. She didn’t find them when she delivered breakfast just now.

"Master, you probably came here just now." Su Lan was a little worried. The master sent the chef to the eldest prince's ship. What should they do?

Qingyan took the list written by the imperial chef from her hand, and she felt a little hung up again. Although there were still some things, it would be fine to get more than a dozen dishes as required. Yin's kitchen and theirs would have to be responsible for two days.

"Sulan, let's see if we can try our best to meet the requirements above. How much flour is left?" She was a little distressed. Fortunately, the slaves' food and grass were all loaded on various ships, otherwise they would have to dock immediately.

The identity of the people in black has not been clearly stated, and Yin must have known it, otherwise he would not have hugged himself and fell asleep.

"Xiao Guai, go back first!" Qing Yan wrinkled his face, "The lunch meal list must also be listed!"

Yin felt a headache, and it was too difficult to persevere for two days without any mistakes.

"Sulan, you go down first and make sure the old duck cooks." Qingyan issued an order directly. Yin frowned and thought about how to inform Qingyan.

There was no outsider inside the inner cabin, so Yin relaxed and felt nervous.

"Xiao Guai, try to ensure three meals on the imperial boat. It's enough for brother and us to eat!" Yin sighed and said it.

What?!
Chapter completed!