"Ji Yunshu, let go of your hand. My wife, she …"
Zhu Jiu could not bear to watch any longer. How could he hold the Madam's arm?
When Prince Chen saw this, his eyes flashed with displeasure, "Ji YunDuan, are you really willing to accept your loss?"
"That's right, Your Highness. If you lose again, please announce this year's new God of Food!"
Duke Chen slowly stood up and thought for a while before saying, "Alright, since Ji Yunju admitted that she lost to Su Jinsi, then I will announce that Su Jinsi is the next God of Food."
The chief steward saw that Su Jin Se was still in a daze. "Disciple, what are you still standing there for? Hurry and thank the prince!"
She had never known that the God of Food's position could be given. Didn't this Prince Chen dislike the dishes she cooked?
She quickly bowed, "Su Jinsi thanks Your Highness."
"Someone …"