After the Mid-Autumn Festival and his birthday, Zhang Shou was busy recruiting new members for Jiuzhang Hall, busy covering for the students who checked the accounts of Guanglu Temple, busy giving advice to Lu Sanlang who was busy organizing the imperial chef selection competition, and busy selecting suitable students from the already stretched first batch of Jiuzhang Hall students to go to Xuanda to replace those who had been there for two months...
In short, although he and Zhu Ying met quite often, their time together inevitably decreased.
Zhu Ying told Liu Qing that Zhang Shou would never ignore her, but she felt a little lonely in her heart. It was not just because Zhang Shou was too busy, but because she was too idle. In the past, she often called friends and invited Zhang Chen and his group of crazy playboys to play with her, but now most of her former playmates have settled down and she doesn't have many close friends.
Therefore, although Miss Zhu went to judge the preliminary round of the Imperial Chef Selection Competition several times, she couldn't help feeling a little bored when Princess Yongping seemed to be still angry about Mr. Song's incident and refused to show up again, and Zhang Shou was too busy to come.
That evening, when another invitation was delivered to her as usual, Zhu Ying couldn't help but say angrily, "What's so great about the semi-finals? No one else is going, and I'm the only one going. What's the point! Ah Shou isn't going, and Grandpa Ge and the others aren't going either, and that girl Yongping isn't going either. Am I going to sit on the third floor like a piece of wood by myself?"
Even if Lu Sanlang really invited one or two of those officials of the older generation, they would not be able to get along with her at all. It was impossible for her to invite General Lu Sanlang to accompany her. Once the initial novelty wore off, even the best food would become tasteless.
Seeing Zhu Ying getting angry, Zhan Jin couldn't help but feel in a dilemma holding the invitation. However, Liu Yin, who was standing next to her, was always lively. She simply snatched the invitation from Zhan Jin's hand. Seeing that the cover indeed said "Imperial Chef Selection Semi-finals", she simply opened it boldly. But after just one look, she smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed.
She rushed behind Zhu Ying and smiled sweetly: "Miss, are you really not going? This time it's not Lu Sanlang who sent the invitation?"
"Oh? Who ordered that?" Zhu Ying asked unhappily, "It couldn't be that the emperor ordered me to show my support, right?"
"He's not the emperor, but to you, his status is almost the same." Liu Yin smiled and pressed Zhu Ying's shoulders twice, then put the invitation in front of Zhu Ying, "It's my son-in-law, and he also said that he wants to take advantage of the rematch of the Imperial Chef Selection Competition to make a lot of money, so he needs your help."
When she heard that it was Zhang Shou who invited her, Zhu Ying, who had just been indifferent, immediately became interested. She snatched the invitation from Liu Yin, then stood up suddenly, glared at him angrily, and then pointed at Zhan Jin and said, "You are not as smart as Liu Yin. You took away the good opportunity to show your courtesy to that little girl!"
Zhan Jin then smiled and said, "I'm not like her. She just looks at the things she specifically sent to the young lady without any rules at all!"
Liu Yin didn't care about that. She scratched her face lightly with her fingers and said proudly, "There are many things sent to the young lady every day. Aren't most of them handled by us? In the past, Lu Sanlang didn't have the privilege of having things sent directly to the young lady. Now, thanks to the son-in-law, he can get special treatment. So, let's see what new tricks he has. How can this be called unruly?"