As the saying goes, if you wish for something, it will come true... No matter how happy and conflicted Chef Song was, at the end of the day, like most people, he only got two consolation prizes in the extra question, but he was able to be included in the top ten list. Although he was only the last one and got tenth place, at least he made it to the semi-finals.
What he didn't expect was that when the long list was announced and some were happy while others were sad, a little eunuch actually came hurriedly, looked him up and down, left and right, stared at him for a long time, and then bowed earnestly.
"It's Chef Song, right? Princess, please go up to the third floor to talk."
At this moment, Chef Song felt that the gazes of the other chefs around him were like knives, stabbing him hard. The feeling of being stabbed by thousands of knives really made him, who had not been getting enough sleep in the past few days, wake up instantly. If it were someone with a rebellious temperament, he would have looked around and said something harsh at this time, but for him...
He scratched his head uneasily, then scratched his shoulders, as if he was itchy all over. When he saw the eunuch looking at him strangely, he stood up in a hurry, then pointed at his nose and asked puzzledly: "Summon me? Princess? But there are so many chefs today, and I am only the tenth at best. How could the princess..."
As soon as these words came out, the hostile chefs wanted to catch Chef Song and stab him. What do you mean by being the tenth genius? You have already advanced! What's more, there are more than 30 people behind you, bastard!
The young eunuch was also shocked by the tone of Chef Song, but he was obviously different from those arrogant and rude people in the opera. As a new generation of five-good eunuchs trained by Chu Kuan, he was just slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Yes, the princess and Miss Zhu are impressed by your desserts, Chef Song, and Sixth Master just said a lot of good things about you."
"Originally, I wanted to announce you before, but doing so before the result is known would give the impression of being appointed by the emperor. Miss Zhu even said that if you fail to become the imperial chef, she would invite you back to the Duke of Zhao's mansion to serve. So now that you are among the top ten after so many people's judgment, it won't be a problem for the princess to summon you again."
If a lot of people were envious, jealous and resentful of Chef Song before, then at this moment, after hearing the gentle words and smiles of the little eunuch, those negative emotions immediately turned into silence.
If this unknown chef who came out of some small restaurant suddenly qualified for the preliminary day and then "luckily" made it to the semi-finals, they still had the confidence to play some tricks behind the scenes. However, after hearing that the princess favored him and the hot-tempered Miss Zhu also liked the taste of the food, most people gave up.
If one offends Princess Yongping, the consequences may be unknown; but if one offends Zhu Ying, the bad luck that some people suffer is obvious!
Chef Song was dumbfounded for a long time, and finally, after the little eunuch made a gesture of invitation, he followed the others with an unnatural look on his face. When he entered Xinglong Tea House, the public judges who were invited to the first floor had already dispersed. He didn't know that although these people were only judging the dim sum, most of them had eaten their fill after more than 30 dim sum dishes.