Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1127
Leaving as they said, Feng Qian and his party each summoned their pets and headed towards Xiyan Kingdom.

When approaching the border of Xiyan Kingdom, Duanmuchu suggested that everyone stop and rest in a small town on the border, and continue to the capital after dawn.

There is a restaurant in the small town called Nishang Private Kitchen. Duanmuchu strongly recommends everyone to try the cooking of the proprietress of this restaurant. Feng Qian was also curious, so she went to this restaurant with everyone.

There were a lot of customers in the restaurant, and there were only one or two empty tables left, but the strange thing was that there was no food on each table, and the guests were all waiting for food.

Seeing Feng Qian and his group walk into the restaurant, Xiao Er immediately greeted him warmly: "Guest officers, please—"

When he saw Duanmuchu, Xiao Er's eyes lit up, and just about to open his mouth to say something, Duanmuchu interrupted him: "Is there any free table? We need a big round table!"

"Yes, yes, several guest officers, please follow me."

Under Xiao Er's guidance, Feng Qian and his group sat down at one of the empty tables. Duanmu Chu looked around and asked curiously, "Why is there no food on everyone's table? Where is your lady boss? Didn't you cook today?" ?”

Xiaoer replied in embarrassment: "Grand...Guest officer, our proprietress is in a bad mood today, and I haven't cooked a single dish until now."

"Really? I'll go and have a look!" Duanmu Chu stood up, and greeted Feng Qian and the others, "Ah Qian, I know the proprietress, I'll go in and see what's going on."

Then he ordered the waiter: "Quickly serve a pot of good tea for a few distinguished guests, and charge it to my account!"

"Okay, let's go now, little one!" Xiao Er retreated, and Duanmu Chu also went to the back kitchen of the restaurant.

Feng Qian looked around at the guests at other tables. There was no food served on each table, but the guests seemed to be very patient, not impatient, or rushing, as if they were used to the rhythm of serving food in this restaurant. .

At this time, the little prince touched his belly and said, "Queen, I'm hungry."

Feng Qian patted his little head and comforted him: "Wait a little longer, and there will be food soon."

Seeing Xiao Er walking over with a teapot, Feng Qian urged, "Xiao Er, how long will it take for the dishes to be served?"

Xiao Er said embarrassedly: "Guest officer, you are from out of town, so you may not know the rules of our restaurant."

"How to say?" Feng Qian asked puzzled.

Xiaoer replied: "When and whether the food will be served in our restaurant depends on the mood of the proprietress. If the proprietress is in a good mood, the food can be served immediately, and sometimes the food is delivered for free. If the proprietress is not in a good mood , I might not be able to eat even one dish.”

Feng Qian felt incredible: "Your proprietress is so self-willed in doing business, but your restaurant can still survive until now? And these customers, do they all know the rules?"

Xiao Er smiled and said, "Everyone in the town knows the rules of our Nishang private restaurant."

"Don't they mind?" Feng Qian asked.

At this time, the guest sitting at the next table said: "Of course we don't mind! As long as we can eat the dishes cooked by the proprietress, it's worth waiting for a few days!"

Another guest echoed: "That's right! If you eat the dishes made by the proprietress before eating the dishes made by other people, it will be tasteless. The last time I ate the dishes made by the proprietress was three days ago. Unfortunately, these few days The proprietress Tian is in a bad mood, she hasn't cooked a single dish for three days in a row, but I'm still willing to wait, and I won't give up after waiting for another three days!"

"Is it really so delicious?" Feng Qian was curious.

"Of course!" The guest who spoke before said again, "Every dish made by the proprietress is the best I have ever eaten in my life, especially the sweet and sour fish dish she made, which is so delicious. Can't forget."

"The tamales made by the proprietress are even more amazing!" a guest from another table interjected.

Another guest at the same table answered, "The steamed pork ribs are also very authentic."

The No.3 customer also interjected: "Yes, yes, my favorite is the steamed pork with rice flour and steamed pork ribs cooked by the proprietress. These two dishes are also the signature dishes of Nishang's private kitchen. You have to try them!"

All of a sudden, the guests started to discuss, each with a look of aftertaste, and praised the cooking skills of the proprietress to the sky.

Feng Qian listened, and was also full of expectations for the proprietress's cooking skills.

The little prince's stomach growled: "Mother, I want to eat steamed pork ribs and steamed pork!"

Seeing that her son was very hungry, Feng Qian urged Xiaoer again: "Xiaoer, will your lady boss still cook today?"

Xiaoer shook his head: "It's hard to say, and I'm not sure!"

Feng shallow curled her lips: "Then how can I let her cook?"

Xiaoer replied: "It's actually very simple, as long as the proprietress is in a good mood, she will naturally be able to cook."

Feng Qian frowned, lowered her head and said to the little prince: "Ye'er, why don't you let the queen mother cook for you!"

As a spiritual chef, she would not be reduced to the point where she had to please another chef to fill her stomach, so she decisively chose to be self-sufficient and have enough food and clothing.

However, the little prince shook his head, pouted his mouth, and said cutely: "Mother, I want to eat the steamed pork and pork ribs they mentioned!"

"Isn't it just steamed pork and pork ribs..." Feng Qian said.

The little prince looked at her expectantly and blinked: "Mother, will you do it?"

"Uh..." Feng Qian shook her head in embarrassment, "This, my mother really can't do it!"

Both steamed pork with flour and steamed pork ribs with flour belong to the Hunan cuisine series. She has not learned these two dishes, so she is not familiar with them, but she has eaten them a few times in modern times.

Seeing her son's disappointed expression, Feng Qian couldn't bear it, so she asked Xiaoer again: "Why is your lady boss in a bad mood? How can I make her feel better?"

Xiao Er sighed: "Ma'am, you don't know something. Recently, there was a man who has been pursuing my lady boss and stalking the lady boss. The lady boss is so annoying, that's why I'm in a bad mood. If the girl can get rid of this man , don’t let him continue to pester my wife, and my wife’s mood will naturally improve.”

"Oh, it turns out that there are crazy bees and butterflies harassing your lady boss. It's a simple matter. It's just chasing the butterflies. Just leave it to me!" Feng Qian felt that the matter was not difficult, so she patted her chest and said, "Where is the butterfly? Where is he now?"

Xiao Er suddenly raised his head, looked behind Feng Qian, and raised his right hand in a daze: "He...he is right behind you, madam."

Feng Qian turned her head curiously, looked at the person behind her, but only saw the person's chest, she raised her neck to look again, and then saw the person's true face, this person must be at least 1.9 meters tall, right?

It was the first time she had seen such a tall and mighty middle-aged man!

Yes, he is a middle-aged man, about 50 years old, with thick eyebrows and broad eyes, but he has a good temperament.

(End of this chapter)