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Zhang Ziye asked about his own brother, and saw that the color of Ink Yan changed again!

Previously, he had a whole new level of respect for her because of her outstanding looks and intelligence. But now, he could see that she was emitting killing intent, which made him feel like his loved ones were coming again!

"As expected, they are not the same family. They don't even belong to the same family!"

In a split-second, Zhang Zi Ye's green eyes became misty. His eyes turned slightly red, and he almost imitated the wild wolf howling into the sky and announcing loudly!

"Did you see that!? Now, my Zhang Family has also produced an NB character! His name was Mo Zilin! "He is not even 14 years old yet, but he has accumulated the killing intent of thousands of people!"

"Our Zhang Family is destined to rise to prominence in the future!"

However, Zhang Ziye had not forgotten that he was still at the Imperial Palace. The people standing in front of him were mostly not his own family members. As such, he forcefully gritted his teeth and pulled Zhao Xiaoyun to slap the back of his brother's head!

"I told you to wait at the entrance of the palace, why did you come in!?"

Pa ji! Zhao Xiaoyun's eyes became cross-eyed.

"I told you to learn kung fu from your brother-in-law, cut, cut, chop! So many times have I heard what's going on in the dog's stomach? "

Pa ji! Again! All around Zhao Xiaoyun's forehead were small stars that flickered and emitted light. However, at this time, the more he cursed, the more addicted he got! The words in his mouth were still spewing out! Furthermore, he said something about slapping the back of his head!

"How many times have I told you that the stupid bird will fly first?! Stop wandering around and practice your martial arts! "If you don't want to cultivate, then read more military manuals. Learn from your brother-in-law, broaden your horizons!"

Barabala...

Pa ji!

Zhao Xiaoyun's head quickly turned into a pig's head. The back of the head was swollen. At the same time, his eyes started to float, and his mouth and ears were bleeding.

From the looks of it, it was definitely a severe concussion! If this continued, there would be no one left! Get the hell out of here! Lifting Zhao Xiaoyun onto his shoulder, he nervously looked around, muttering to himself, "Where is the imperial physician?" With just a few turns, it disappeared!

At the same time, the royal kitchens lacked ink. The remaining people were like the Seven Fairies who had been released from the Body Securing Curse, and they began to slowly regain their senses one by one. Fu Dabao was no exception. He sat cross-legged under the stove, fearfully recalling the illusions he had seen earlier. He was incredibly glad that he was still alive! He was determined not to mess with Ink Yan in the future!

However, this thought did not last long. A puzzled voice suddenly drifted out from the top of his head.

"Excuse me, do you know what this white powder is made of?"

Four Joy touched his chin and walked around in front of the MSG purified by Ink Yan three times, but still couldn't figure out what this thing was used for.

Only at this moment did everyone's attention refocus. An unbroken wound left by the Ink Yan

Zhang Ziyi also saw the pile of white powder inside the small blue plate. Out of professional sensitivity. He quickly raised his weapon and shone his broadsword at everyone present, hinting them to be quiet for the time being. He then rubbed the white powder with his index finger and put it into his mouth.

Hm?

Pui!

The expression on Zhang Ziyi's face suddenly turned strange. He subconsciously asked, "What is this thing? Why is it so salty?" He spat out the small powder and saliva onto the ground, then he walked around a bowl of white water and began to rinse his mouth!

And then, an astonishing fact happened.

Just when everyone thought Zhang Ziye would spit the white water on the ground as well. Suddenly, Zhang Ziye shut his mouth. The white water in his mouth gurgled between his lips twice. He didn't say a word of greeting and swallowed it all down with a gulu sound. In the end, he smacked his lips in dissatisfaction. Ye Zichen casually asked the people in the kitchen.

"I say, why are you guys so wasteful now? All the chicken soup can be used for gargling! And such a big vat! "How many chickens would we have to waste? There's a famine happening in many places outside the capital right now. The people … Oh!"

As he finished speaking, he seemed to have noticed the loophole in the words as he raised his hand to cover his mouth and stared at Fu Dabao as if he had seen a ghost! You'd better explain a few words to me.

Following that, Fu Dabao, who was still standing on the spot, was so shocked that he couldn't stand up anymore! Two sentences began to circulate crazily in his mouth.

"Why did Bai Shui suddenly turn into chicken soup?"

"How did the dried water particles become as salty as the salt?"

"Why, why?"

Why?

Obviously, at this moment, besides Fu Dabao who was in a crazed state, a strange answer appeared in everyone's heart — — 49! He must have done something to it when he was burning the kelp. That was why it was abnormal for Fu Dabao to act like this now.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't any of you know why?"

Zhang Zizhi saw that he could not repeat the marks to get the answer, so he turned his attention to the onlookers. The scene immediately fell into a terrifying silence! Even the air in the kitchen began to freeze, making it hard to breathe.

After a very long time, when Zhang Ziye was about to give up. Only then did he see that among the onlookers, someone had raised their arms and suggested with a weak voice.

"I was wondering if it had something to do with the white powder I left behind before 49 left."

"I remember when he was blocking Fudan, he said this white powder was monosodium glutamate. It would allow a newbie in the kitchen to easily cook a dish with the standard of a chef. I thought he was joking. "Who knows …"

That person stopped mid-sentence and lowered his head in shame. It was obviously a face-smacking attack by the MSG created by Ink Mist!

Zhang Ziche's gaze went back to the MSG purified by Ink Yan.

In front of everyone in the royal kitchen. Our kind once again shakes up a ladle of white water from the tank. Personally confirm that there is no taste in it. After that, he picked up a pinch of powder from the small blue plate and gently placed them into the water bit by bit with his two fingers. Then, he shook it twice to stir it evenly.

And then, the critical moment arrived!

After discovering that the powder had perfectly melted in the water. Zhang Zizhi held the ladle in his hands and drank his first sip of white water with MSG in a solemn manner, as if he wanted to die bravely today.

Not even a second more!

Zhang Ziye could not help but say, "What the hell!"

"Why is this still the smell of chicken soup?"

"Didn't I already confirm that this was the standard water?"

In an instant, all of the chefs in the kitchen were stunned! He stood there petrified! At this moment, a clear thought appeared in everyone's mind.

That was, he was actually able to easily defeat Fu Daheng, who had spent many years studying cooking techniques, with such a small plate of unremarkable white powder!