Chapter 889

Now that they were out and facing Qin Mu alone, they began to show smiles.

It seemed the two girls were very happy.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Our sisters didn't expect that we would have the good fortune to serve the Emperor in this life!"

"Yes, it's the good fortune cultivated over eight lifetimes!"

"Yesterday, Mr. Fang only said that letting us be concubines for a high official was our great fortune. Who knew that Mr. Fang, who looked honest, also liked to lie!"

"Yes, today feels like a dream, entering the palace. Sister, pinch me quickly to see if I'm dreaming?"

"Come, you pinch me, I'll pinch you, let's do it together!"

Qin Mu looked speechlessly at these two chatterbox girls.

Were they really that unreserved?

"Are you that happy to enter the palace as maids?"

The two girls, as if they hadn't spoken for lifetimes, scrambled to answer.

"Your Majesty, you wouldn't know, would you? The common people all admire you so much!"

"Yes, they say you are the son of the Heavenly Emperor descended to earth, a peerless talent that won't appear again in five thousand years!"

"The eternal Emperor who swept across the four directions, settled the eight wildernesses, and opened up territory!"

"We are so happy to be Your Majesty's maids!"

"Yes, if we go back, we'll have plenty to tell the sisters!"

Qin Mu regretted asking them questions a bit.

One question thrown out, and a dozen sentences smashed back...

It was truly a bit overwhelming.

"Alright! From now on, I ask one question, and you can only answer one sentence! Do you understand?"

Zhao Yun and Muyu blinked their innocent big eyes, seemingly completely unable to understand Qin Mu's feelings.

"Don't know!"

"Don't feel so!"

The two girls were quite obedient; they listened as soon as they were told.

This made Qin Mu let out a sigh of relief.

Just a moment ago, he had really started considering whether to send them to the Laundry Bureau?

He really couldn't stand that arrow-rain style of speaking.

"What talents do you two have? Why did Fang Xuanling choose you?"

Qin Mu was just asking casually.

"Is your speaking power more terrifying than a broadsword?"

In this day and age, those in brothels were nothing more than singers and dancers. If they could write a few poems...

But the two girls' answer exceeded Qin Mu's expectations.

"We are good at cooking!"

Cooking?

Could it be that Fang Xuanling sent two foodies?

Qin Mu didn't really have any women around him who were good at cooking.

"Make a table of dishes and let me see."

With just this sentence, the two girls rushed off to the Imperial Kitchen.

Before long, they brought back four or five small dishes.

Qin Mu took one look, and it was no wonder Fang Xuanling had taken a liking to their skills.

If their handwriting was decent, they could go and fight to be the top courtesan with confidence.

It turned out they were making Sichuan cuisine.

This method of stir-frying was indeed very rare at present. It was only after Great Qin improved iron smelting technology and created better iron woks that stir-frying became possible.

From this point of view, these two girls were quite good at using their brains.

"The dishes you two made are not bad; from now on, you will cook specifically for me.

Now I give you two a task: compile a cookbook of the dishes you know how to make. Call it 'Great Qin's New Cookbook'!"

Zhao Yun and Muyu were both surprised and happy.

It was one thing that the Emperor liked the dishes they made; they had confidence in their cooking.

But to receive a task assigned by the Emperor right after arriving was very rare.

Once the matter was handled well, they would be favorites in front of the Emperor.

This was something many harem concubines spent their whole lives pursuing.

"Thank you, Emperor, for your trust!"