After having sex with a fake eunuch, I became the queen

As soon as Wang Zhifei finished speaking, the half-closed door of the small kitchen was opened, and a woman dressed as a palace maid appeared at the door. He recognized this woman, she was Qiao Wan'er's personal maid, named Chuntao.

When Chuntao saw that it was Wang Zhifei, she quickly bowed and said, "Sir Wang, the Queen is not in the kitchen at this time."

"Oh? Not here?" When Wang Zhifei heard that Qiao Wan'er was not there, he could not hide his disappointment.

"Just now, Madam Zhang came to tell us that Prince Yue'er has been having a runny nose since he woke up in the morning. He might have caught a cold. So Your Majesty made a bowl of ginger soup and went back with Madam Zhang to feed the prince the soup." Chuntao saw Wang Zhifei's disappointment and quickly explained.

"Oh I got it!"
Wang Zhifei responded and was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly heard Chuntao speak again.

"Sir Wang, the Queen has been busy here since early morning, preparing appetizers for you and His Majesty. The prepared dishes have been sent to the banquet hall. As for this last dish, it was almost cooked before the Queen left. The last bit of sauce was given to me, and it should be ready soon." Chuntao thought he was disappointed that she didn't see the Queen cooking in person, so she was very "smart" and made up for it for her master.

"I came here to look for the queen, not to supervise whether she is cooking, but just to ask you something." Wang Zhifei was already full of disappointment, and after listening to the little girl's irrelevant explanation, he replied with a bit of annoyance.

Chuntao sensed Wang Zhifei's emotions, but for some reason, she didn't dare to respond. Instead, she stole a glance at Mr. Wang, trying to understand the source of his emotions. Before she could figure it out, suddenly, a faint smell of burning entered her nose...

"Oh no! No, the food...there are still vegetables burning in the pot!" Chuntao screamed and hurriedly turned around and rushed back to the kitchen.

Wang Zhifei also smelled the burnt smell and followed in quickly.

Sure enough, the firewood was still burning in the stove, crackling vigorously. Chuntao rushed to the stove and quickly opened the lid of the iron pot on the stove. The pot of spring bamboo shoots smoldering inside immediately gave off a burnt smell with the fragrance of bamboo shoots. Seeing this, she hurriedly reached out to grab the handle of the pot, wanting to take the pot away from the stove. Unexpectedly, in her haste, one hand accidentally touched the scalding edge of the pot, and she screamed "Ouch" and instinctively retracted her hand. In her panic, the hand that retracted accidentally knocked off the frying pan on the stove. The iron frying pan fell to the ground and bounced a few times, making a crisp sound of ping-pong.

Wang Zhifei, who came in, saw such a chaotic scene and couldn't stop shaking his head. Without saying a word, he took two steps forward and grabbed the position of "chef". Then, he picked up the pot steadily with both hands and moved it to the stove table next to him.

"Oh, what a waste of such a good pot of braised spring bamboo shoots in oil." Wang Zhifei looked at the burnt spring bamboo shoots in the pot with a "pitying" expression on his face, and said with regret.

Chun Tao, with a sad face, also came to the pot and looked at the burnt bamboo shoots: "I just left for a moment, how come they are burnt?"

"Can you cook, girl? Why do you use such a big fire to collect the sauce? You have been with the queen for so long, but you have no common sense and are so clumsy!" Wang Zhifei seemed to be very knowledgeable and blamed her rudely. He had led troops in battles for many years and had a loud voice, so he spoke like a cannon.

Chuntao was already on the verge of tears, and Wang Zhifei's loudspeaker-like voice immediately brought out her tears: "Wuwuwu, your servant... your servant... was... originally planning to withdraw the salary, but when I heard that Lord Wang wanted to see the Empress, I hurried out to explain to Lord Wang, so... Wuwuwu!"

When she said this, it was obvious that she was feeling a little unconvinced. She must have felt that the burnt food was also due to your contribution, Lord Wang.

Wang Zhifei didn't pay much attention to the girl's dissatisfaction, but was frightened by her tears. In his opinion, his words were already gentle and soft, so how could he scare people to tears? In the past, whether he was talking to his soldiers or to the housekeepers and servants in the mansion, he always spoke in this volume and tone, and he never saw anyone crying. As expected, women are more delicate.

"Hey...you...why are you still crying, girl? Didn't I just tell you to use a low fire when extracting the juice? I didn't hit you or scold you...Hey...ok, okay, don't cry, don't cry. Wash the burned area with cold water quickly to avoid blisters." Wang Zhifei deliberately lowered his voice and spoke in a gentle tone, for fear of causing some unexpected consequences.

"Thank you for your concern, my lord. My hand is fine. It just touched the edge of the pot slightly." Chun Tao felt embarrassed to continue crying after seeing that the general had advised her like this. But she couldn't stop crying for a moment, and her tears continued to fall intermittently.

"Oh, that's all right! That's all right! Hey... if you were to join the army and go to the battlefield, I can guess what you would look like!"

When Chuntao heard him say this, her tears stopped immediately. She looked at Wang Zhifei curiously, "Master Wang, are you saying that if I go to the battlefield?"

"That's right. As a cook, you either burn yourself or drop the spatula on the ground. So, if you go to the battlefield, you will either accidentally cut your hand when drawing the sword in a hurry, or scatter the arrows on the ground when drawing the bow in a panic, and then lie on the ground looking for the arrows." Wang Zhifei felt sorry for the woman who was crying because of what he said, so he suddenly had an idea and decided to make a joke to ease the atmosphere.

"Pfft... I made Lord Wang laugh." Chun Tao imagined her panic on the battlefield and burst out laughing. But just as she finished laughing, her eyes were fixed on the pot of burnt spring bamboo shoots, and she went back to the stove with a crying face: "But what should I do with this pot of dish? This braised spring bamboo shoots was cooked by the queen herself, and the queen asked me to collect the juice, and I burned this dish. How can I explain to the queen?" "Hey... It's not a big deal. Isn't it just a burnt pot of food? Just cook a new pot."

"What? Cook a new pot? But I don't think I can cook the same taste as yours. Your Majesty loves this dish the most, and he can probably tell the authenticity with just one taste."

"Chun Tao, quickly wash the pot and peel and clean the bamboo shoots on the stove. I will cook this dish of braised spring bamboo shoots again today to see whether Your Majesty thinks the Queen's cooking is better or mine is better." While giving the order, Wang Zhifei rolled up his sleeves and prepared to work.

"What! Lord Wang can cook?!" Chuntao looked incredulous after hearing what Wang Zhifei said.

"Girl, do you think I can only wield a broadsword? I am also very good at wielding a kitchen knife! Hurry up, hurry up! Don't keep His Majesty waiting any longer."

Although Chuntao was skeptical, she had no time to think about it. She quickly washed the pot and peeled the bamboo shoots as instructed.

When she saw Wang Zhifei holding a kitchen knife and skillfully cutting bamboo shoots on the chopping board, she began to believe that he was not bragging. This Lord Wang was really good at using a kitchen knife, and his knife skills were not something that ordinary people could achieve. He held the bamboo shoots with one hand and used the other hand to quickly and neatly raise and lower the knife one after another. The kitchen knife made uniform "bang bang" sounds on the chopping board, and soon the bamboo shoots were cut into slices of even thickness and similar size.

"Lord Wang... Lord Wang, I didn't expect that you are such a great cook!" Chuntao was both surprised and delighted.

"Would I lie to you? If I didn't become a general, I would be a famous chef." Wang Zhifei put the bamboo shoots into the wok and skillfully used various cooking techniques such as flipping the wok and stir-frying, which made Chuntao on the side almost stare.

Soon, a pot of delicious braised spring bamboo shoots came out of the oven.

It is said that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen, but Wang Zhifei is an exception. Although he was born into a noble family, he is not a "dandy" at all. From childhood to adulthood, in addition to studying literature and martial arts, his biggest hobby is cooking. As he grows older, his cooking skills have improved as well as his literary and martial arts. But because this hobby is not very "elegant", he is not as famous as Lu Qingshuang who is good at pitching pots.

Later, during his escape, his cooking skills helped him a lot. In order to cover up his identity, he worked as a chef in a restaurant at the border. If the army was short of cooks, he, as a general, could roll up his sleeves and cook a big pot of food.

Nowadays, when I have nothing to do on weekdays, I will cook some side dishes to go with my wine.

Today, he happened to come across such an opportunity, and he was so itchy that he decided to cook himself.

"I really didn't expect that Lord Wang can go to the battlefield and go to the kitchen. He is a great general on the battlefield, but he is also an expert at the stove!" Chuntao gave Wang Zhifei a thumbs up and praised him sincerely.

"You are really good at praising people! Hahaha!" Wang Zhifei was so happy that he laughed out loud without hiding his feelings. Normally, he loved to hear people praise his cooking skills. Praising him for his martial arts or his literary talent would not make him happier than praising him for being a good cook.

Chuntao put the braised spring bamboo shoots cooked by Wang Zhifei into the food box, and the two of them prepared to go to the banquet hall together. When they were about to walk towards the door of the kitchen, they suddenly found two people standing at the door. They were none other than the eldest princess Ji Mingyue and her attendant maid Hongyu. It was unknown whether they had just arrived or had been standing there for a long time.

Ji Mingyue was wearing a lotus-colored brocade dress. Although she was already middle-aged, her appearance and figure were still as good as those of a girl. She looked at the two people in the room with a half-smile on her face.

Chuntao bowed quickly when she saw Ji Mingyue. Wang Zhifei, who was standing by, was not as calm as her. He opened his mouth for a long time but could not say a word. He had not seen Ji Mingyue for a long time since he became discouraged. The unexpected encounter at this time and place really made him feel a little overwhelmed. After being stunned for a long time, he finally stammered: "Princess... Princess... Your Highness... Why... Why are you here?"

"Sir Wang, your cooking skills are still as good as they were in the past!" As Ji Mingyue spoke, one corner of his mouth curled up slightly, like a faint smile, and he answered irrelevantly.

(First release in Jinjiang)
(End of this chapter)