My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts Chapter 442 - 150 Daily Life

After collecting the bowls, chopsticks, and the shredded potatoes that the students had "ruined," Du Xixi finally took off her apron and slowly walked out of the classroom. Just as she stepped onto the staircase, her eyes t with He Yuan, who was coming down.

"How did it go? How do you feel?" Each professor had separate classrooms, Du Xixi’s was on the second floor, and He Yuan’s on the first. So Du Xixi was going upstairs to return to her office, while He Yuan was heading downstairs to start her class.

Du Xixi lightly smiled, her expression unforced: "These are all students we’ve personally selected; how bad can they be?"

He Yuan also smiled. Today, she wore a plain yellow long dress, with a matching apron on top, which made her appear more charming, quite different from the fierce and efficient person Du Xixi first t.

But this wasn’t necessarily a bad change. A professor, especially of culinary arts, should be sowhat gentle. Those students ca to learn cooking, unlike those in the Military Departnt who need strict training from their instructors.

"Then I’m relieved." Clearly, He Yuan was nervous too. Seeing Du Xixi looking at her with gentle eyes, holding the lesson plan they prepared together a few days ago, she smiled again, "Did you have them cut potatoes into thin strips?"

The lesson plan Du Xixi prepared was used as a reference by He Yuan, so she knew Du Xixi’s teaching content. Seeing Du Xixi’s wrist still slightly damp, as if she had just washed her hands, He Yuan asked this question.

Du Xixi nodded: "Yes, their knife skills haven’t regressed; so have even improved. Very good."

Because of the unique nature of the Food Departnt’s teachings, there is unnecessary "kitchen waste" produced daily. However, this "kitchen waste" isn’t necessarily waste; a lot of it is clean and can be reused.

Therefore, professors from the chanical Departnt at Blue Star University collectively designed a recycling device, which automatically filters out spoiled ingredients, preserving the good ones to be sent to the Cultural Relics Bureau for culinary research.

He Yuan and Du Xixi chatted a bit more, and when it seed about ti, He Yuan bid farewell to Du Xixi, quickly went down the stairs, and headed toward her classroom. anwhile, Du Xixi stood by the staircase, looking down through the handrails, waiting until He Yuan entered the classroom, before slowly turning around to return to her office.

At the start of the school year, when He Yuan fell down, Lin You arranged for the staircase of the Food Departnt to be thoroughly inspected, discovering that every floor’s stairs had been tampered with. If soone stepped into the trap, they would fall without any protective devices appearing.

Imdiately, Lin You got furious and, with unprecedented temper, scolded the personnel who installed the automatic sensing function. Then, he personally arranged for trusted people to reinstall the Food Departnt’s stairs at top speed.

Closing the office door, Du Xixi lazily sat in the chair, holding a cute and ugly pillow made by 2569 in her arms, then let out a gentle sigh.

Actually, recently Ke Lian and Chen Yin have made so significant moves, suppressing many courtiers. Under the seemingly peaceful situation of the Blue Star Empire, a major reshuffling is already underway.

Her gaze unintentionally swept across her Light Computer, and Du Xixi, in her daze, thought of the email she once received, rembering vaguely that the nas matched those of the suppressed courtiers now.

A storm is brewing...

But the political turmoil at court has nothing to do with Du Xixi, this "idle" princess. Even though many things unintentionally link to her, with Ke Lian and Chen Yin shielding the storm from the front, Du Xixi remains a leisurely professor in the Food Departnt.

In the blink of an eye, she’s been teaching in the Food Departnt for almost a month. The weather has completely moved past the sumr heat and welcod the gentle and sentintal early autumn.

The sky in late October is a bright blue. Du Xixi had no classes this day and rested at ho, while Ke Lian, due to the recent busy schedule, had so leisure ti to co ho and accompany the family.

"You didn’t attend this year’s National Day Ceremony, Your Majesty was quite disappointed." Ke Lian, holding Du Xixi, walked in the garden; a few chrysanthemum flowers had yet to bloom, growing haphazardly together yet possessing a certain beauty.

The Blue Star Empire’s National Day Ceremony is held in early October. Last year Du Xixi attended, but this year it clashed with her teaching duties in the Food Departnt. Since she had already participated once, she didn’t feel a need to attend again, leaving Ke Lian to go alone and instead devoted herself to the Food Departnt.