034. Storm

After Rong Se returned to the palace, he did nothing. He did not even go to see the green plums that filled his yard. After remaining silent all the way, he went into Yunsongzhai by himself.

He never realized so clearly that he was no longer an unknown food blogger, but a regent with omnipotent power.

What happens when an ordinary person gains power?

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.

What if you can’t bear it?

He forced himself to stand at a height that did not belong to him, and what he saw was not scenery, but cliffs and endless abyss.

Rong Se slowly stretched out his fingers, clenched them a few times, and looked at the chaotic lines on his palms with a serious look.

There is nothing in the palm of my hand, yet I feel weighed down by the invisible power.

This is a double-edged sword. It can be used to kill enemies, but it can also be used to injure people. Rong Se knows his own weight. He is just an ordinary person, so ordinary that he can't save his dearest mother, and he has no way to deal with the man's death. He can only endure and retreat again and again.

After traveling through time, he wanted to change his own death ending and also wanted to avenge the original owner, so every step he took seemed rebellious, but in fact he was taken carefully and cautiously.

Until today, he acted on impulse and went directly to the Dali Temple to use his power to interfere in the judiciary.

Rong Se finally reacted belatedly. He was destined to be unable to escape from the whirlpool. Perhaps this was the price of living a new life. Having entered the game, he would only sink deeper and deeper.

Rong Se doubted his control over power, and was worried that this victory or defeat could determine his life or death. He fell into a state of decadence and lay directly on his rosewood table, sighing silently.

"Why is it so difficult to live a good life?" Rong Se sighed softly, and stroked his chest lightly with his fingertips. His expression changed several times, from a look of sadness to gritting his teeth.

"Original owner, I joined the game mostly for you, and I also cleaned up your mess and lent you my life. From now on, we are even."

Rong Se believed in karma. His mother committed suicide by jumping off a building, and many years later, that man and he also fell off a building and died. In fact, he could just leave now. Being a chef is always safer than being a regent. He became the original owner, so he couldn't stay out of it.

It's past lunch time.

The three brothers and sisters who had eaten Liu Bo's cooking stood in a row outside the gate of Yunsongzhai, looking at each other.

Yun Zhixing rushed to the palace on a day off, but ended up eating a meal made by Uncle Liu. He had no expression on his face and was the first to say, "The Prince of Dali Temple did not suffer any loss, so why is this happening?"

Lan Ying stroked her chin and asked in confusion, "Yes, he didn't even cook for me, and he didn't even eat the food that was sent to him. What's wrong with the master?"

There was silence for a moment, and no one responded.

They both looked at their brother.

Yun Chu: “…”

Yun Chu also put on a stern face identical to his brother's, and when both of them had no expression on their faces, it was as if they were looking in a mirror.

"Why are you looking at me?" Yun Chu said calmly, "The prince has his own considerations."

Lan Ying laughed, hugged Yun Zhi's shoulders and bumped into him, and pouted: "Don't you know that these three words are so difficult to say?"

Yun Zhi cooperated: "Is that right?"

Yun Chu didn't want to pay attention to them. He looked towards Yun Songzhai with a worried look on his face and said softly, "The prince has changed a lot in recent days. He must have his own reasons for being like this today."

The remaining two people suddenly fell silent.

Yun Chu's eyelids drooped, "Very good."

Lan Ying twisted her face and said, "Yes."

The three of them tacitly avoided the topic and remained silent.

They had followed Rong Se the longest. When Rong Se was still the Ninth Prince who was restrained by the late Emperor and the Crown Prince, they had already noticed his change when Rong Se knew about Yu Qingzhou's secret letter to Qiangzhou but did not punish him.

So no one mentioned it again.

Yun Chu suddenly looked at Lan Ying, with a hint of inquiry between his pretty eyes, "You too, you haven't been to Fu Sheng Lou these past few days, what have you been busy with?"

Lan Ying's expression changed slightly, and she quickly said in her usual coquettish tone: "I won't tell you."

Yun Chu seemed to be thinking about something.

Rongse was also tired these days. He slept in Yunsongzhai for more than an hour. When he woke up, it was almost dusk. He stood up and stretched, already thinking about what to eat tonight.

A cook’s happiness is simple: when he wakes up from a good sleep, all is well with the world.

For dinner, Rongse picked some freshly ripe tomatoes, and a large plate of freshly cooked tomato scrambled eggs, a bowl of tomato egg drop soup, and sugar-coated tomatoes were served on Jinshanxuan’s table.

Tomatoes, like green peppers, were still considered ornamental plants in that era. Once they were served on the table, the three siblings' eyes lit up.

Whenever he encountered an unfamiliar dish, it must be that his master had invented something new.

Yun Chu and Yun Zhi were still paying attention to their manners, but Lan Ying, who had already let herself go, was like a gust of wind. After eating, she exclaimed, "What a heavenly life!"

After saying that, Yun Zhi reached out and nudged Lan Ying, and Yun Chu also curled his fingers to his lips and coughed softly.

Rong Se didn't understand what the three siblings were doing and was confused. Then he saw Lan Ying seemed to remember something. She sat up straight and presented an oil-paper bag like a treasure.

"This is a nut cake made by an old man in South Lane," Lan Ying smiled warmly and lively. Although she was young, she was already able to make her way around the world. She was still innocent in her heart. She held the cake confidently and said, "I loved eating it when I was young, but I rarely get to eat it. Eating it once can make me happy for a long time. Master, you can try it!"

Rong Se was stunned. He also rarely accepted kindness. After a moment of silence, he took the cake with a smile and asked, "Why did you buy this for me?"

"The master didn't look too happy after returning from the Dali Temple." Lan Ying said truthfully.

Yun Zhi added: "She likes to eat this when she is unhappy."

Yun Chu followed with a gentle voice: "We have nothing to give to Your Highness, so we'll just use this as a gift to make Your Highness smile."

Rong Se was completely silent this time. He opened the oil paper package, and inside were a few pieces of delicate and greasy pastries, which were actually walnuts in syrup. However, he still picked up a piece and ate it carefully, then lowered his eyes to the three people and said gently, "Thank you."

The three siblings bought the cakes to make him happy.

The gift was not valuable, but at least it was a token of his thoughtfulness. The last bit of hesitation and depression in Rong Se's heart disappeared at this moment, and he suddenly smiled as if relieved.

At least it's not a solitary battle.

He looked at the three brothers and sisters in front of him, and thought of the original owner who had schemed but never got any good results in his life, and felt a little regretful.

These three siblings are not bad people and each has their own strengths. If the original owner had been sincere to them, he would not have ended up like that.

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After two days of calm, Fu Sheng Lou changed from opening its doors to welcoming customers to accept reservations for meals. If you want to come on time, you have to rely on your luck.

Although Rong Se taught the chefs many dishes, the other nine schools were unable to provide the raw materials for tribute ingredients such as green peppers. As a result, Fu Sheng Lou became more unique in Jinjing, and its reputation as the best restaurant in Jinjing spread more and more widely.

The value of "Fu Sheng" became higher and higher, and most of the people who asked him to cook were high-ranking officials and wealthy people. However, the chef also knew how to make the special dishes in the store, so Rong Se often didn't go there for several days. However, Lan Ying seemed to have finished her work recently and went to Fu Sheng Building behind the counter every day.

She checked the bills and tried to attract customers, but the news that she had knocked down four strong men by herself that day had already spread. Everyone in the capital knew that the head of Fusheng Tower was an extraordinary girl. Even though she was beautiful and slim, no one dared to be rude to her.

Lan Ying looked around that day and thought that it was almost time for lunch. She was about to go back to the palace when she heard a noise coming from downstairs. She went downstairs and saw a noisy hall on the first floor. She walked in and saw a table of guests dressed as businessmen. There were two of them, a master and a servant. The servant held chopsticks in his hand and shouted, "This dish is poisonous! Look, the dishes in this restaurant are poisonous. These are the silver chopsticks that my master uses to test poison!"

Lan Ying pushed through the crowd and walked forward. She indeed saw that the top of the silver chopsticks was black. She had seen many dirty things in her years of wandering around the world, so she naturally knew that if someone didn't deliberately poison the master and servant, then the master and servant had staged this incident themselves, and the person might have bad intentions.

Just at this moment, a group of yamen runners rushed in from outside, as if they had discussed it beforehand. They didn't give Lan Ying a chance to argue and took the man back.

The guard who followed Lan Ying was one of her subordinates, and was about to turn hostile on the spot, but Lan Ying made a decision in a split second, stretched out her hand to stop him, then secretly winked at him and whispered, "Go to the Regent's Palace."

The guard hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly, and took the opportunity to blend in with the guests as they left.

Lan Ying stood in front of the yamen runners and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "I am the manager of this restaurant. If you want to talk, I will go with you."

The leading officer sneered: "There is a deadly poison hidden in the food in your restaurant, so we must investigate it thoroughly. Come, take her away and seal off Fusheng Restaurant!"

Lan Ying remained calm and composed, but she was thinking to herself, it seems they are really heading for Fu Sheng Tower.

I just don't know who did it.

With the help of a yamen runner, he must be an official without a doubt.

Shopkeeper Xu and the waiter were both in a panic, wanting to cry but unable to. Lan Ying said calmly in a low voice, "Let's go, shopkeeper, let's go to Jingzhao Prefecture and see the world."

Seeing her so calm, as if she had nothing to fear, Shopkeeper Xu seemed to have been given a reassurance pill. He managed to calm down and asked in a trembling voice, "Miss, please don't tease me. Tell me the truth."

Lan Ying walked out, lowering her eyes and said, "Let's wait for the boss to come and rescue us."

When she went out, she secretly made an inconspicuous gesture with her hand. No one noticed, and no one saw several figures quickly shuttled in the corner of the alley and disappeared like phantoms.

Rong Se was preparing lunch in the kitchen of the palace. Today he was going to cook tomato fish. Before the fish fillet was put into the pot, Yun Chu hurried in and said, "Your Highness, the people from Jingzhao Prefecture took Lan Ying and Fushenglou away."

Rong Se frowned, "What's going on?"

"It is said that someone found poison in our food."

"Someone died?"

"no."

"I heard that he was a traveling merchant who used silver chopsticks."

Rong Se sneered: "He was the only one whose food was poisonous, and he even used the silver chopsticks for testing poison. He is lucky."

This couldn't be more deliberate.

Rong Se threw the spatula away and gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go to Jingzhao Prefecture. I want to see how the Jingzhao Prefecture Governor is so observant."