Chapter 5: Returning in the Eye of Worship

"Let's go to the small kitchen and I'll show off my skills today," Chu Yu said.

Chu Yu had been holding back for a month, but finally made a move in the small kitchen.

There was no way she could show too much contrast with the original owner.

Unlike Chu Yu's excitement, her two maids had different expressions.

Xing'er frowned at Chu Yu, looking disapproving. Zao'er, on the other hand, looked at Chu Yu with big eyes, eagerly waiting.

Xing'er looked at Zao'er with a look of disdain and said, "You silly girl, your drool is dripping, go wipe it off quickly."

Zao'er instinctively wiped it with her sleeve, only to find nothing, then glared at Xing'er and eagerly asked Chu Yu, "Madam, what would you like to cook? I'll assist you."

Seeing Zao'er like this, Chu Yu couldn't help but tease her, "I can't tell you, you'll find out when we get there."

Xing'er, seeing that Madam was really going, anxiously said, "Madam, you've only just recovered from your illness, you should take good care of yourself. If you want to eat something, let them make it for you, okay?"

Ignoring Xing'er's objections, Chu Yu took Xing'er and Zao'er by the arms and headed excitedly to the small kitchen.

Xing'er couldn't persuade her and could only follow along. She thought to herself that she must take good care of Madam.

In the small kitchen, they saw Wang Dali happily calling his apprentice Xiao Anzi to taste his new dessert.

Xiao Anzi's face looked bitter as he was thinking of how to refuse to eat it, but when he saw Chu Yu coming, he was startled and quickly knelt down to greet her, "Greetings to the Madam, may you have good fortune."

At this point, everyone in the small kitchen realized what was happening and quickly paid their respects. Chu Yu waved her hand, indicating for them to rise.

Excitedly, she asked, "What's the new dessert?"

Seeing that Madam seemed to be in a good mood, Wang Dali also relaxed. He thought there was something wrong with the meal. Now that Madam was interested, he immediately became spirited. Wang Dali felt that Madam was truly his strong support in studying food.

"Madam, a few days ago, you mentioned wanting to eat stinky tofu, so I've been trying to make it these past few days, but I still haven't got the hang of it. I thought I'd ask Zao'er if she could give me some pointers." Wang Dali smiled with his eyes squinting.

Chu Yu, seeing him like this, also smiled and said, "Then just bring it to me to see."

At this point, Wang Dali hesitated a bit. Did he really have to present it to Madam?

Seeing Wang Dali hesitating, Zao'er angrily tapped his hat.

"What are you dawdling for? Madam asked you to bring it, so just bring it," scared Wang Dali, he immediately went to the kitchen to get the tofu.

"Forget it, I'll go into the kitchen and take a look myself."

Chu Yu went into the kitchen. Wang Dali eagerly led the way, looking somewhat excited.

The various servants outside the kitchen had different expressions. After so many years in the palace, they had served many masters, but had never seen anyone who wanted to enter the kitchen.

Of course, what surprised them even more was yet to come.

After entering the kitchen, Chu Yu first looked at Wang Dali's tofu. She found that it was not yet stinky, just a little sour, but it was still inedible. Seeing Xiao Anzi's pale face, she knew that Wang Dali had let him taste this tofu, no wonder it didn't taste good.

At this point, Chu Yu didn't feel like eating stinky tofu anymore. It was just a casual remark, and besides, the taste was too strong and not good for the appetite.

But seeing the tofu, Chu Yu felt an itch. In her past life, she was a food blogger and often cooked, with tens of thousands of fans. She also thought of her playful fans, and couldn't help but smile.

Unconsciously, Chu Yu had already picked up a bowl of seasonings. She then instructed Wang Dali to bring some fresh tofu, which she cut into small pieces and had Wang Dali heat up the pan.

The tofu was fried until golden on both sides, then sprinkled with the seasoning Chu Yu had just prepared, along with chopped scallions and cilantro, creating a delightful aroma.

The servants outside the kitchen watched with wide eyes, not daring to enter. What had been cooked that smelled so good?

It was actually modern pan-fried tofu.

At this point, Chu Yu saw the prepared chicken on the left side of the kitchen counter and had Wang Dali cut it and marinate it, intending to make fried chicken.

After some thought, she also had some lean meat strips and spare ribs marinated, since they were already frying, might as well fry some more.

Wang Dali was now as busy as a bee and wouldn't let Chu Yu help.

She muttered to herself, "Fujin, you are the mistress, how can you do this? You should just order the servants. Although I am slow-witted, I am quite clever when it comes to food. Besides, I need to learn how to cook for you."

Wang Dali found a small stool for Chu Yu and asked her to sit and teach him, as his cooking was much better than hers.

Chu Yu's plan to cook was thwarted, so she reluctantly sat and directed Wang Dali.

In fact, it's not really directing, as Wang Dali used to be a top chef in the imperial kitchen.

He was transferred to Chu Yu's small kitchen because of his straightforward temper and offending others.

Chu Yu could only give a few pointers to Wang Dali now, all thanks to her transmigration.

Chu Yu enjoyed the atmosphere in the small kitchen, where everyone worked happily. Perhaps it was because of her presence that everyone was so enthusiastic.

Xiao Anzi followed behind Wang Dali to assist, while Zao'er joined in the fun, trying to figure out how to fry tofu. Wang Dali even gave Zao'er a pot to experiment with.

After a while, Zao'er ended up burning a pot of tofu, staring at the charred pieces in disbelief and regret.

Xiao Anzi couldn't care less about Zao'er's expression and burst into laughter. Others couldn't help but chuckle when they saw the burnt tofu and Zao'er's dismayed face.

In the joyful atmosphere, it was almost noon by the time Chu Yu spent over two hours in the small kitchen.

Finally, Chu Yu returned to the courtyard under the admiring gazes of the servants.

Watching her figure, everyone thought to themselves, "Fujin is truly remarkable, she can even give pointers to Wang Dali."