Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

Excited cheers echoed outside, making the diners in line even more eager. They sniffed and tiptoed forward to get a better look.

"Judging from that sound, Madam Shen must have come up with a new product again!"

"Wow, absolutely! The aroma of that chili pepper was absolutely amazing. I just wonder what kind of incredible food it is."

"It must be absolutely delicious! I love spicy food!"

"..."

Zhao Gou, who was lying on the soft couch, sat up abruptly. He squinted and sniffed hard, just like a dog looking for a bone.

A short while later, a creaking sound was heard.

The doors of Zhiwei Restaurant opened.

"The usual menu items remain the same. Today, we're adding Bo Bo Chicken, a total of ninety skewers. Each person is limited to one skewer. Meat skewers are thirty coins each, and vegetarian skewers are ten coins each," Shen Qing's voice rang out.

"Ninety skewers? Why does it feel like the daily total is getting smaller and smaller?" one diner couldn't help but exclaim.

Situ Liang wiped the red oil from his lips and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

What else can we do? The restaurant is just getting more and more employees.

He's so lucky, incredibly lucky, to be able to work as a chef at Zhiwei Restaurant.

Zhao Gou was in first place today, and he couldn't wait any longer. He quickly got up from the soft couch and rushed straight to the pot-boiled chicken stall.

Inside the stall was a large, wide-mouthed earthenware bowl. Upon closer inspection, a thick layer of red oil floated on the soup noodles, with white sesame seeds densely sprinkled on top, like scattered stars.

Bamboo skewers emerge from the soup, revealing ingredients that are half-submerged and half-floating, including emerald green broccoli, dark wood ear mushrooms, brown kelp, and tender chicken feet.

The ingredients are coated in a glistening red oil.

"I'd like a skewer of chicken feet, a skewer of potatoes, a skewer of wood ear mushrooms, a skewer of seaweed..." Zhao Gou licked his lips and ordered all the ingredients in the earthenware pot.

"One skewer per person," Shen Qing said calmly.

But her brows were slightly furrowed; she was thinking about how to say those words later.

"Those ten people behind me are all in line for me!" Zhao Gou said smugly.

Shen Qing lowered her eyes, those words swirling in her mind for a long time, but it was really hard to say them out loud.

That's so embarrassing.

If this gets out...

But I have no choice but to say it.

She gritted her teeth: "Magic mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?"

Zhao Gou: "???"

What's going on? Is my hearing broken?

"I want to buy this pot-boiled chicken." Zhao Gou stared wide-eyed.

"I know," Shen Qing said through gritted teeth. "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?"

"Does this question need an answer?" Zhao Gou tilted his head, looking puzzled.

Shen Qing nodded heavily, then immediately pointed to himself.

Good heavens, please answer quickly, she doesn't want to embarrass herself again.

Zhao Gou looked bewildered, but he understood Shen Qing's signal.

But what's he doing? He just wants to eat some Sichuan-style boiled chicken!

"Who are you?" he asked tentatively, his ears turning slightly red.

Shen Qing quickly nodded to remind him, "Say it completely."

"Are you the most beautiful woman in the world?"

"Bring your name with you," Shen Qing said through gritted teeth, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

"Is Shen Qing the most beautiful woman in the world?"

Zhao Gou's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. What did this mean? What was going on? Why did Madam Shen want him to say this?

Could it be... that she's taken a liking to him?

Good heavens! If he hadn't entered the palace, there might have been a possibility between him and Lady Shen, but now...

His eyes unconsciously darted towards his crotch.

He's not good enough.

Zhao Gou's face turned completely red, and he was no longer arrogant and domineering as before. Instead, he showed a bit of shyness.

He stammered, "Madam Shen, I... I'm a eunuch, I can't be with you..."

Shen Qing: "..."

My face darkened; this is completely outrageous.

What the heck? This eunuch thinks she's confessing her love?!

Shen Qing sighed and rubbed his forehead: "Here are your chicken feet."

Zhao Gou blankly took the chicken feet: "And my potatoes, wood ear mushrooms, kelp, enoki mushrooms..."

"Then please move aside and let the person who is helping you queue come forward."

Zhao Gou was confused, but he was now completely preoccupied with the fact that Shen Qing had fallen in love with him, so he obediently stepped aside.

Then he heard Shen Qing say to the servants who were helping him queue:

"Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?"

The servant was terrified and slowly turned his head toward Zhao Gou.

Zhao Gou blurted out, "Shen Qing is the most beautiful woman in the world."

Servant: "???"

Shen Qing wanted to cover her face.

She pursed her lips and said to the servant, "You speak."

"Me? Me?"

"Yes, I was asking you!" She was slightly embarrassed and annoyed.

"Shen Qing is the most beautiful woman in the world."

After the servant finished speaking, he quickly stood aside, his heart pounding.

He was just dragged along to make up the numbers in line, why is he doing this kind of thing in line today?

"Your potatoes." Shen Qing, disregarding everything else, picked up a string of potatoes and handed it to Zhao Gou. "Next one."

"Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?" After saying it for the third time, Shen Qing seemed less embarrassed.

How come I've gotten used to it?

"Shen Qing is... the most beautiful woman in the world," the servant stammered.

Zhao Gou got another string of wood ear mushrooms.

Next came lotus root slices, kelp, tofu skin, broccoli, chicken wing tips...

Every time he heard "Shen Qing is the most beautiful woman in the world," he would receive an extra skewer of Sichuan-style boiled chicken.

The chili oil dripped down the skewers, making the food even more translucent under the light, which looked incredibly appetizing.

Zhao Gou couldn't help but pick up a skewer and take a bite.

It's broccoli, with red oil hidden inside the florets. When you bite into it, the juice bursts in your mouth, bursting with spiciness, cool and refreshing. After eating it, you'll want to eat more.

The words "Shen Qing is the most beautiful woman in the world" echoed in my ears.

Zhao Gou felt like crying.

It's not just because it tastes so good.

More importantly, it was because he was too heartbroken.

Lady Shen loved him so much that, after being rejected by him, in order to avoid embarrassment, she actually made everyone say, "Shen Qing is the most beautiful woman in the world."

What merit does he possess?

If he were healthy, he would definitely agree to Shen Niangzi's request!

Why is God playing such a cruel trick on him?

He deserves to die; he actually tried to get revenge on Madam Shen after being beaten.

Looking back now, that wasn't a beating at all; it was a reward.

Snapped--

Snapped--

The more Zhao Gou thought about it, the more upset he became, and he raised his hand and slapped himself twice.

The red oil on his hands got onto his face, and his cheeks were still bulging, his mouth stuffed with delicious Sichuan-style boiled chicken.

"That idiot is absolutely despicable!!!"

The sound was muffled and unclear, and a few bits of broccoli florets were also sprayed out.