Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1341 Not To Be Deceived
Feng Qian abandoned the carriages and horses, and ordered her aunt to change into a normal dress for herself, and walked with Xuanyuanche on the streets of the imperial capital.

At dusk, it was the busiest time in the imperial capital.

After dinner, the adults chatted on the street, and the young children played on the street, peaceful and prosperous, peaceful and lively.

"Qianqian, since you came to the imperial capital, you haven't come out to take a good stroll, let's take a look today!"

He has always known that Qianqian loves to be lively the most, but now that she is pregnant, it is inconvenient to go out to play, these days must be exhausted.

Seeing that Feng Qian seemed to have regained her freedom, she watched the children play for a while, and watched the old man play chess for a while.

"The chess skills are so poor, no one is allowed to tell, I feel anxious when I see it." Feng Qian's eyes are round with anger, she is really cute!
"What Qianqian said is, how about I go to the next round for you and kill that old man without leaving anything behind?"

As Xuanyuanche said, he was about to go forward, but was dragged back by Feng Qian, and said: "Archer's chess skills, I'm afraid there is no one in this world who can match him, if he gets angry with that old man, wouldn't it be troublesome, or never mind."

"Qianqian's chess skills are not bad either!" Xuanyuanche patted her head and coaxed softly, "It's just that I haven't had the chance to play against Qianqian recently."

"It's easy to say, when the baby is born, how many chess games can you and I have?" From the corner of Feng Qian's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Xuanyuanche's sleeve, revealing the hand tied with white gauze.

She gently opened the sleeve, and there were still signs of bleeding from the wound, Feng Qian said worriedly: "I saw it was just a scratch last time, why hasn't it healed after a few days?"

Xuanyuanche withdrew his hand blankly, put down the sleeve, and said: "That sword is an extremely sharp weapon. If it is injured, ordinary people will not recover within three to five months. It is my soul." No matter how strong the strength is, it will take half a month, how can it be so easy to recover."

"It took so long?!" Feng Qian lost her voice, "Why didn't Archer say earlier, when I go back, I will find more elixir, so that it will heal sooner."

"Qianqian doesn't need to worry so much. Although the wound hasn't healed yet, it has healed and everything will be fine."

Xu was worried that Feng Qian had been holding on to the wound, so Xuanyuan Che found another way to divert the matter: "Isn't Qianqian going to buy ingredients? Is she going to buy a rooster?"

After being reminded by Xuanyuan Che, Feng Qian remembered to buy ingredients by herself, she said in shock: "That's right! I almost forgot if Archer didn't remind me."

Xuanyuan Che led Feng Qian to a market place. Although it was past meal time, the market place that should be cold was still extremely lively at this moment, with vendors shouting one after another.

So far, the remaining vegetables are not fresh, but fortunately, they are cheap, and there are still many people who buy vegetables gathered in front of the vendors.

"What kind of rooster does Qianqian want to buy?********** A nine-month-old rooster is the best." Feng Qian went to those hawkers selling live poultry and carefully identified them. Unfortunately, these roosters They couldn't get into Feng Qian's eyes.

"Girl, take a closer look. The poultry I sell here is the best in the whole Jiqing Street!" Seeing Feng Qian hesitating, the peddler reached out and grabbed a red-crowned rooster from the cage, and held it up to Feng Qian. In front of Qian, "Look, girl, this cockscomb is bright red in color and perfect in shape. It is really top-grade!"

Seeing that Feng Qian was well dressed, the peddler thought she was a lady from a wealthy family who knew how to pick chickens and ducks, so he deliberately grabbed a rooster from the cage and held it out in front of Feng Qian.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qian was not afraid, and even reached out to grab the rooster that was not so throbbing, and said, "Boss, are you deceiving me by looking at me? Your rooster is not in good spirits, and you see , this chicken's eyes are so weak that it can't even open its eyes, how can it be considered good?!"

"This... this chicken has been locked in a cage for a day, and there is some mental weakness..."

"Forget it, I'll look at other things!" Feng Qian put the chicken back into the cage, patted the dust off her hands, and turned away.

After wandering around, I couldn't find any I liked. Sure enough, the best chickens were bought during the day, and the leftovers at night were old, weak, sick and disabled. How could they be used for cooking?
"Qianqian, let's come here today, I will get up early tomorrow to buy, okay?"

"Archer, you know me. I can't delay what I want to do. If I come back tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep all night."

"That's all." Xuanyuan Che smiled helplessly, "Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

"Where to go?"

"Just follow me."

There is a farm in the southern outskirts of the imperial capital. This is what Hua Mengying accidentally saw when she went to explore the "Kurguiyuan". The farm is managed by an elderly couple.

"How did Archer know there was a farm here?"

"Thanks to your senior brother, I found it by accident." Xuanyuanche replied, "The old couple live by raising poultry, and they have an only son who seems to be a spiritual cook."

"Spirit chef? From the Spirit Chef Union?"

"It doesn't seem to be the case. The Spirit Chef Guild is all spirit chefs of high rank, and their sons were not able to enter."

Feng Qian and Xuanyuan Che walked to the door, only to hear a lot of disputes coming from inside:

"The opportunity of this spirit chef competition is very rare, I must participate!"

"Do you know that the swamp is very dangerous, if something happens, how will we live?!"

"I won't let anything happen to me!"

Feng Qian stopped and asked Xuanyuan Che, "Swamp?"

Xuanyuanche didn't answer, just knocked lightly on the door and said, "Master, I'm sorry for disturbing you."

When the people in the room heard the visitor, they quickly put away their anger and greeted the two of them gently: "The two guests are here on the moon, what do you need?"

Feng Qian said: "Old man, we want to buy a rooster with good quality meat, is it convenient?"

"Convenience and convenience." The old man hurriedly invited the two of them in. "Fortunately, you two came in time. If the farm was closed a little later, the trip would be in vain."

"I just heard the old man talk about the swamp, please tell the old man something."

Before the old man could speak, his son stood up and said, "The two of you look unfamiliar, aren't you from the imperial capital?"

Xuanyuan Che replied: "We come from Dayan."

"Isn't it for the Spirit Chef competition?"

Hearing this question, Xuanyuan Che took a look at Feng Qian, and then said: "Of course not, but the Spirit Chef Union is famous, but I heard that there will be a Spirit Chef Competition, so I brought my wife here to join in the fun."

"Huh!" The man snorted coldly, "It's really a layman who only wants to watch the fun."

Feng Qian saw that this man was so arrogant and was about to explode, but Xuanyuan Che quietly held him down, and only heard him continue: "I don't know where the swamp and danger you mentioned just now are, and what danger is there?"

"Listen up, I'll just say it once."

The old man and his wife moved out the chairs and asked Feng Qian and Xuanyuan Che to sit down. Under the moonlight, the young man began to chatter.

(End of this chapter)