They knew firsthand how delicious the imperial cuisine was; it was absolutely amazing. Now, Jun Feijue was saying it wasn't good.
This inevitably made the officials look suspicious again. Was the Grand Preceptor's disrespect for the Empress unintentional, or did he actually harbor resentment about being the Grand Preceptor?
For a moment, apart from the dance continuing, everyone turned to look at the Queen, wanting to see how she would handle the situation.
"Master, Master, I also think it tastes terrible."
Just then, Ji Fanya shouted in agreement, then ran over to Jun Feijue and sat down, taking out a three-tiered lunchbox.
Disdainfully pushing away all the dishes on the table, he then presented them one by one on the table as if they were treasures.
The three-tiered lunchbox, with six compartments on each tier, contained a total of eighteen dishes, all with appealing colors, aromas, and tastes. In an instant, the enticing aromas filled the entire hall.
"I've never eaten it."
Looking at the dishes in the lunchbox, Jun Feijue's eyes lit up again, and he looked at Ji Fanya with a slight doubt.
"Yes, these dishes were all newly developed on the road when I parted ways with my master."
Ji Fanya said with a fawning expression, "Master, please try it and see if you like it."
"kindness."
Jun Feijue nodded and started eating from the first course in order.
Ji Fanya's culinary skills have never disappointed.
Once he took a bite, Jun Feijue couldn't stop eating, ignoring the officials and the empress in the hall, and happily ate to his heart's content.
"Plop..."
Watching Jun Feijue eat, and seeing the dishes disappearing into her mouth, the Empress and her ministers couldn't help but swallow hard.
They were very curious: could those seemingly simple boxed meals really be that delicious?
"Is it really delicious?"
Finally, it was the Empress who spoke first, her eyes fixed on Zhan Wushuang.
In her mind, the only one among the group of master and disciples who would not deceive her was Zhan Wushuang.
"Mmm, it's really delicious."
On the way back, Zhan Wushuang was already impressed by Ji Fanya's cooking skills.
"Well, even so..."
Upon hearing this, the Empress blushed slightly and asked somewhat awkwardly, "Grand Preceptor, may I try this dish?"
"Say yes."
At this moment, Chunhu Siqiong suddenly appeared on Ji Fanya's shoulder and whispered something in his ear.
"Of course."
Upon hearing this, Ji Fanya immediately spoke up, "One bite, one low-grade Xuan Stone."
Empress: "..."
Officials: "..."
Is it possible to get a low-grade mystic stone for every bite of rice?
Do you think this is about getting rich quick?
"I'll give it a try, someone come here."
But in the end, the empress, who was not short of money, still couldn't hold on and directly had someone give her a Xuan Stone to obtain the right to taste it.
The moment the dish entered her mouth, its unparalleled deliciousness, unlike anything she had ever tasted before, immediately captivated the Queen's taste buds.
"Your Majesty the Imperial Advisor, is there any more of this boxed lunch?"
After finishing the meal, the Empress licked her lips and asked with a look of lingering satisfaction.
The food was absolutely delicious. Even as an empress, she had never tasted such delicacies before. No wonder Jun Feijue disliked the imperial cuisine.
Even she now feels disgusted by it.
Only the dishes made by Ji Fanya can be called true gourmet food!
"Yes, yes, yes."
Upon hearing this, Ji Fanya nodded with a smile, "I prepared a lot for Master to eat."
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