Moreover, what's pressing against him now is not just those two knives, but a whole set of sixteen kitchen knives. At this moment, if he dares to move, he would directly get a cut on his body.
The imperial status he was so proud of is meaningless at this moment.
"The emperor is human too. If cut by a knife, he will bleed. That's what you need to learn today."
After saying this, Du Chengfeng simply tossed the young emperor at the door and went back inside to continue cooking fried rice.
He hadn't had lunch yet, and now he was quite hungry. Moreover, he was deeply intrigued by the extraordinary fried rice technique displayed by those Imperial Chefs. Adding two big bowls of chicken broth to the pot, yet still only having one bowl of fried rice by the end. God knows where all that broth went; such a technique was indeed miraculous.
Therefore, to learn such skills, Du Chengfeng naturally took some time.
