Chu Nanli looked at them and saw their troubled faces, she knew none of them knew how to do it.
A bold conjecture emerged in her heart.
"Do you know what a fire pot is?"
The servants shook their heads, and the head cook was also completely baffled.
"Why would the Princess Consort trouble us servants like this?"
The steward walked over impatiently, "I have traveled the Four Seas and have never heard of this thing you speak of, how could they possibly know!"
He had just passed by the kitchen when he heard Chu Nanli's voice.
In his eyes, Chu Nanli was simply here to pick a quarrel.
Having heard that she had been locked up in the dungeon just a few days ago, it was clear that the Prince did not favor her, so he naturally did not need to show her respect.
Stirred by the steward's words, the cooks also became emotional.
They were meticulous and cautious in preparing meals for the nobility three times a day; yet, Chu Nanli still deliberately came to find fault.
