Chapter 4 — In my previous life, I fought for three generations of queens, but in this life I just want to eat my fill

Xuan Dao was very happy: "Little master, Your Majesty is very kind to you. So many delicious things." I gently twitched the corner of my lips. This is called raise to kill. Put it on the fire and roast it. Sure enough, in the following days, Thinh Truc Hien completely became the center of the storm in the harem. The first person to take action was Dung Tan. The master, who was already proud and arrogant in his previous life, ordered someone to deliver a pot of blooming peonies. The palace maid brought flowers, looking pompous: "Your Highness Dung has something to say, Lady Tham Thai has just been favored, specially given the peony title 'Dieu Hoang', I hope the young master will have lasting wealth like this flower." When I look at that extravagant pot of peonies, placed in my simple Thinh Truc Hien, I find it an eyesore, full of irony.

"Unfortunately, I thank you, Lady Dung, for your kindness."

I smiled but didn't laugh, "Xuan Dao, move this pot of 'wealthy flowers' to the base of the wall in the yard, let it touch the ground, it will grow more easily." Xuan Dao bewilderedly followed. After that, there were a few noblemen and beauties who entered the palace at the same time, with higher status than me. The girls came in groups, their mouths saying hello, but their words were hidden.

“Oh, sister Tham's Thinh Truc Hien is truly elegant, no wonder His Majesty likes it.”

"Younger sister is truly blessed. As soon as she entered the palace, she was noticed by His Majesty. Unlike our sisters, even His Majesty's shadow is rare to see."

"I heard that you eat and drink very well. No wonder you look so... well, round and happy."

From beginning to end, I still kept smiling and coped. Whatever they said, I nodded and accepted it all.

“Yes, yes, I have good luck, good luck, eat a lot, and sleep well.”

“That's right, that's right, Your Majesty is probably just feeling new for a while, after a while it will be fine.”

“You sisters are right, I am originally a rough person, how can I compare with your talents.”

The main thing is that the oil and salt don't go in, the soft and hard parts don't eat, and I laugh at myself to the end. Causing the girls to feel uncomfortable and choked, they finally had to leave in frustration. After dealing with those people, I only felt more tired than in my previous life when I fought with my old opponent for three days and three nights. Tired inside. Giving up is also something that takes effort. Especially when you have become a target. To lower our sense of existence, we decided to find ourselves some pleasure in "not working properly". First, develop a culinary career. Thinh Truc Hien has a pitifully small kitchen, previously it was only enough to boil hot water. I told Xuan Dao to ask for help and get a small stove and a small pot. After that, our "Alternative version of Ngu Thien Phong" plan begins. The dish was brought to us by Ngu Thien Phong. The water was clear and bland, and even a hint of oil was rare. I commanded Xuan Dao: "Go, find some eunuchs and ask for some lard, add some fine salt, pepper, octagon... well, sesame is even better." Xuan Dao was bewildered: "Little master, what do you do with those things?"

“Cooking lard, refining pork rinds.”

My eyes lit up, "Lard pork sprinkled with a little salt and pepper, deliciously fragrant. Rice mixed with lard, the magic remains the same." Xuan Dao: “……” She probably felt that her young master was crazy. A few days later, Thinh Truc Hien's small kitchen emitted a strong, overpowering smell of lard. The shiny, crispy pork rinds finally came out of the oven. I tiptoe a piece, blow on it, then stuff it into your mouth. The aromatic smell of fat mixed with the salty and spicy taste of salt and pepper explodes in the mouth. Really fragrant. In her previous life, when she was a queen, she did not dare to eat so freely, for fear of losing face. And now? Leave your face alone.

"Xuan Dao. Hurry up. Scoop a bowl of hot rice. Pour in a ladle of lard, drizzle with soy sauce, and sprinkle with some scallions."

A bowl of sparkling white rice, mixed with amber lard and dark brown soy sauce, dotted with a few green onions. Scoop a large spoon into your mouth. The pure fatty taste of pork fat, the fresh salty and sweet taste of soy sauce, the softness and elasticity of rice grains, blend perfectly. Simple, but brings a feeling of satisfaction straight to the soul. I happily narrowed my eyes. At first Xuan Dao refused, feeling too fed up. After being "coaxed" by me, after taking a bite, her eyes immediately widened. After that, the master and servant both ate pork rinds and wiped out an entire pot of rice mixed with pork fat. We ate so much that we both lay down in the hallway, rubbing our bellies and groaning.