Qin Zizheng took the express delivery and went upstairs. Unfortunately, she fell down and suddenly became the cook of the East Palace.
In this era, there were no iron pots, so eating was just steaming, cooking and roasting, not frying.
There are no tomatoes, peppers... And no corn, sweet potatoes... And no watermelons, pineapples...
But Qin Zizheng did, and just in time, she brought an iron pot to let everyone see what stir-fry is. I brought the seeds and let everyone see these new things.
So, the prince personally named her the God of Cooking. Unexpectedly, there was an undercurrent of fighting in the court, and the little cook was also involved in the battle for the throne in the palace.
The prince said that being aloof from the world does not mean that people are kind and can be deceived. Since the world cannot tolerate the two of us, I want to win the world, make you my queen, and share the glory.
Prince: I want to eat tomato scrambled eggs, green pepper stir-fried shredded pork, loofah soup...
Qin Zizheng: I'm in a bad mood and don't want to do it.
Prince: Let me rub your back and shoulders and tell you a joke, okay?
Qin Zizheng: Because of your hard work, let me cook you two dishes.
Prince: Let's have another one. The noble prince only eats two dishes. It's too shabby.
Qin Zizheng was planting vegetables in the garden, and the prince helped carry water.
Qin Zizheng makes ice cream, and the prince helps.
Whatever Qin Zizheng does, the prince will help him.
Slaves: Which of the two is the prince?
Others: Where is His Royal Highness?
Servants: Well, Your Highness is farming...
Intention: I don't know where the love comes from, but it goes deeper and deeper