Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1374
The spirit chefs who entered the third competition are considered to be the best in this round of spirit chef competition. Although there are not many people, everyone has good spiritual power. , can't help showing a satisfied look.

But he didn't appreciate these late students, but was delighted that his plan was about to be successfully completed.

Inside the imperial gauze tent, the voice of the Star Emperor came out: "President Feng, I wonder what the third match is going to be like?"

But Bai Ran who was beside Feng Qi got up and replied: "My lord, the subject of the third competition, this president has also been troubled by it for a long time, and finally my wife came up with an idea, suggesting the comparison: 'love'."

"Oh?" Star Emperor became interested, "Madam Feng, please explain in detail."

"In the first two rounds, the spiritual chefs are all comparing skills and vision for selecting ingredients. One is to test your cooking skills, and the other is to see if you have the awareness to respect the world and choose the four seasons of the world to make delicious dishes. , These are the abilities that a high-level spiritual chef should have. This third level, whether it is difficult or easy, all you need to do is cook the most memorable dish that you have ever tasted. "

Feng Qian, who was sitting in the judges' seat, couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of her mouth, as expected, Archer and Ah Sheng's previous guess was not bad.

Ziyun asked: "Is it that simple?"

After the first two rounds of the competition, Bai Ran didn't like Princess Ziyun very much. She only wanted to use the spirit chef competition to suppress Feng Qian, so she didn't distinguish between public and private, which was not a wise act.

Bai Ran replied coldly: "If the princess thinks this level is easy, there is no need to participate in the review."

Only then did Ziyun realize that he had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly said: "Ziyun slipped a word, please don't take it to heart, Mrs. Feng."

Besides, the spirit chefs all know what the third level is about. Most of them are surprised that the third level is so simple. Those who think they are sure to win have already started cooking.

Seeing his junior standing still, Tang Chenyu asked, "Junior brother, what are you thinking about?"

"I think I've thought of it, but that dish is too simple. If I send it to the emperor, I'm afraid I will be reprimanded for being rude."

"You've even cooked dishes like salty bean curd. Could it be that this time you want to fry stinky tofu in this wild place?"

"That wouldn't be the case."

"It's okay." Tang Chenyu patted him on the shoulder, "We've all come to this point, just let go and do it."

"it is good."

In fact, most of the smarter spirit chefs understand after hearing Mrs. Feng finish the competition topic, the competition is not about cooking skills, but about the stories behind the dishes.

That being the case, let's make this story better!
If you really think so, then you are being clever but being mistaken by cleverness.

Seeing that the time for a cup of tea was over, and everyone's dishes were finished, the first chef, Ling Chef, brought up a stir-fried red water chestnut.

An extremely simple dish, but this red water chestnut is not a common thing.

The spirit chef said: "My family was poor since I was a child, and my parents couldn't cook anything delicious for us. Just this stir-fried red water chestnut is a dish that can only be eaten on New Year's Eve every year. My parents are not willing to eat it. First, hurry up." With the children, I let me eat the first bite every year, so the memory is particularly deep."

Feng Qian picked up a chopstick and put it in her mouth. The taste was very ordinary and not outstanding.

Xuanyuanche asked: "How does Qianqian feel?"

Feng Qian didn't answer Xuanyuan Che directly, but only asked the spiritual chef: "This spiritual chef, you said that your family was poor since you were a child. Let me ask you, where do you live? How old are your parents? What do you do?"

The spirit chef was stunned for a moment, and said: "The people in Xia Beiqin have old parents, and they are just ordinary farmers."

"Oh——" Feng Qian picked up the red water chestnut, "this water red water chestnut is a unique thing in Shenghu Lake. It is produced in the eastern suburbs of the water town, especially the four-corner water red water chestnut in Nanjie in early autumn. In the northern land, the red water chestnuts sent from Nanjie arrived in Beiqin, just in time for the New Year's Eve dinner, and your family can eat these four-cornered red water chestnuts every year, and you say your family is poor?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Qian turned to ask the internal servant beside him: "Dare to ask my father-in-law, the special ingredients that are paid to the imperial capital every year, but there is also this red water chestnut?"

The inner servant said: "Returning to Your Majesty, the red water chestnuts are produced every year, but the autumn water red water chestnuts were cut off once in the past two years due to poor harvest."

Feng Qian looked carefully at the red water chestnut that was pinched by the chopsticks, and said: "This red water chestnut is plump and juicy, and it is a good product at first glance. Ordinary people with money can't eat it. It must be the rich and powerful people who have the opportunity to enjoy it. The imperial capital dare not say that there is this autumn water red water chestnut to enjoy every year. You say that you are poor, and at the same time you send this plate of fried red water chestnut. ?"

Bai Ran stood up straight away, ordered the left and right to take the spirit chef out, and said: "Anyone with a bad intention is not a bad person, but a poor character. Get out, and never be allowed to participate in the spirit chef competition!"

Before the man had time to defend himself, he had already been escorted away by the guards.

After Feng Qian sat down, she asked Xuanyuanche: "Archer, you just asked me what I think?"

Xuanyuan Che originally wanted to ask her how she thought the dish tasted, but just now seeing this scene, whether the dish tastes good or not is not the point anymore.

He just smiled and said: "It's nothing, Qianqian is really smart."

"It's not smart, it's because I don't like people playing tricks and trying to make up a sad story to win the sympathy of the judges. This kind of approach is really bad."

What Tang Chenyu served was a dish of noodles in chicken sauce. Seeing that the judges just ate it, their expressions changed drastically, and some of them even vomited it out immediately.

"Chef Zhen Ling, what are you doing?! Did you put all the salt in?!"

Tang Chenyu said: "This is the first time I've cooked this dish, and it was my little sister who cried and asked me to make it."

The judges finished rinsing their mouths and asked, "Could it be that you also came from a poor background? Parents can't make food for you to eat?"

"No, my family is well-off, and I haven't had any material shortages since I was a child."

"Then you are..."

Feng Qian raised her hand to interrupt the judge, and signaled Tang Chenyu: "Chef Zhen Ling, please continue."

"Yes."

Tang Chenyu nodded, and continued: "Little sister has been naughty since she was a child, but she is also very cute. My parents were busy with business since I was a child, and they seldom stayed with us. It’s useless to make a big fuss, no matter who persuades you. I know that my little sister likes to pester her mother to make chicken broth noodles. I just coax her and say, “There is chicken broth noodles made by mother in the kitchen. If you cry again, I will cry.” I won’t give it to you.” Sure enough, the little girl didn’t cry, but no one in the whole house can make chicken broth noodles except mother.”

Feng Qian asked: "So, you made this noodle for your sister?"

"Ah."

"But your noodles..." Feng Qian frowned, she had never taught Tang Chenyu to put so much salt in cooking!
"It was only later that I realized that the chicken broth noodles my mother made were unpalatable in the first place. The reason why my little sister cried out to eat chicken broth noodles was actually eating the feeling of being with my mother."

This is what Feng Qian didn't expect!
(End of this chapter)