"I came here today to help you. I want to help you win the emperor's heart and stomach."
Concubine Li looked at her with her eyes and asked in astonishment:
"What do you mean by this? What does it mean to tie the emperor's stomach? Princess Yu, please explain clearly."
Luo Lan smiled softly, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and the moment she put the teacup down, she raised her handkerchief, wiped the corner of her mouth, and said slowly:
"If Concubine Li can win the emperor's heart with a bowl of soup, why can't you, Concubine Li?"
Seeing Luo Lan taking the words back, Concubine Li laughed at herself.
"I just said that I can't cook. Why does Princess Yu keep talking about this?"
"I can teach you..."
Luo Lan looked at her mysteriously. "I originally wanted to teach you how to make a few soups, but last night I thought, Concubine Li made soup, and it would seem a bit pretentious for you to make soup too. So, why don't you make a dish that others can't make!"
"No one else can do that?"
Concubine Li looked at her curiously.
"There are dishes that the imperial chef in this palace can't make? What are they?"
Luo Lan blinked cunningly and smiled, then clapped his hands to the people outside, "Bring in the things I prepared."
Two servants came in carrying two cloth bags. Luo Lan waved his hand and they retreated. At the same time, Ahong and Acai also came in.
Luo Lan instructed them both:
"Open the bag and take out the contents."
Acai and Ahong opened the bag together and took out the things inside one by one.
Luo Lan glanced at Concubine Li, chuckled at her, and walked towards Ahong and the others. Concubine Li followed curiously.
At this time, she saw a strange pot and asked curiously:
"What's this?"
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