Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1467 Supreme prison meal
In the complaint, everything that happened on Nineteenth Street was blamed on the inexplicably attacked villain, and this villain was the "dead man" Kang Hai on the face of the present.

"Young Master Xiang is quite smart, knowing that you can't confess your name Kang Hai, which will obscure your identity. If I hadn't been suppressed by the people from the Ministry of Punishment, Young Master Xiang would have swaggered out of the government office to find your whereabouts." went."

Kang Hai read what was written on the paper one by one. After reading it, he folded the paper and put it back neatly by Concubine Xue's side.

Concubine Xue turned her face away, she really didn't want to take another look at this trouble: "I don't understand why you provoke Young Master Xiang that day. I asked you to wait for the opportunity to kill Xuanyuan Che and Feng Qian. How dare you Got into a fight with Young Master Xiang's attendants in the street?"

"He pursued too closely, that was just a warning!" Kang Hai said in a deep voice.

"Warning?" Concubine Xue sneered, "For your warning, I have put so much thought into it. Since you came back yesterday, I have asked people from the sixth department to tie up and burn all the common people to death under the pretext of contagion. The people were rescued again, and they will even testify against you, tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Just kill them all." Kang Hai's voice was icy cold.

Concubine Xue glanced at him and said: "You still want to make a move? I have already ordered the people below to do this matter. From now on, you should not show up again. Venerable Thousand Faces is already seriously injured, and you are now in my hands." The only remaining master, you'd better not show your face in the near future."

Kang Hai hesitated for a moment before replying.

"I'm afraid not."

In the Fuya Prison, Feng Qian was still questioning Young Master Xiang.

Although Young Master Xiang said just now that no one dared to punish him, it is true that he is trapped here now.

Therefore, Feng Qian frowned and asked, "I still don't understand why you sent it to the door yourself."

"Now I am confined in this prison. When the Minister of Criminal Affairs is arraigned, I will still use the same rhetoric, insisting that someone deliberately destroyed the spiritual material shop to let the poisonous mist escape. On the [-]th Street of Haicuo that day, many Everyone has seen that guy, and it is not difficult for the Ministry of Criminal Justice to find witnesses." Gong Zixiang said.

Although the Ministry of Criminal Justice has stepped in, the plan has not changed much. In the end, all the testimony will point to that person...

"You want to say it's Kang..."

"Shh - walls have ears."

"Then you are restricted here now, if you are silenced..."

"Master Yun is guarding outside. If someone comes, then he will not call himself. What I am worried about now is the testimony of those witnesses on Haicuo Nineteenth Street. That person can't kill me. He will definitely turn to kill those witnesses." If it is the mouth of the victim, it will be troublesome."

"what can I do?"

Young Master Xiang sat down again, poured tea, and said: "I heard that Miss Feng is an excellent cook, everything is fine in this prison, but the food is not to your taste, I wonder if you can trouble Miss Feng?"

This is to let yourself cook!
Feng Qian was about to refuse, but met the eyes of Young Master Xiang drinking tea. He asked him to cook, did he have any plans?

"Young Pavilion Master is so majestic, you still want me, the Queen of Yan, to cook for you?"

Young Master Xiang respectfully bowed to Feng Qian and said, "I'm sorry."

"That's all." Feng Qian turned to ask Fu Yin, "Where is your kitchen?"

Mr. Fu Yin's mind seems to have not turned the corner yet, why did he turn to cooking now that he had agreed to visit the prison?

He didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly lifted his clothes and led the way: "Your Majesty, please follow me."

Feng Qian followed Fu Yin to the kitchen of the yamen, ordered everyone to go out, and ordered meals.

"Fanfan, what you said last time about Zilong taking off his robe, can you take it easy?

[Master, although the task is time-limited, but since you are not physically fit to do the task, the system will extend the task time for you. 】

"Eh? Why are you so human this time?"

[If something really happens to the host's body, the system is responsible for protecting the host's safety. 】

"It's almost there."

Feng Qian imagined a dragon-pattern wishful pot, and said to herself: "Young Master Xiang has been ill all year round, and his health must be relatively weak. If he is full of health, he may not be able to stop it..."

I saw Feng Qian took out the spiritual material shrimp meat from the storage compartment, and found white radish, ginger and other seasonings from the kitchen.

She is preparing to make a stewed silver shredded dish. The shrimp meat is tender and appetizing, and it tastes refreshing. The white radish is cut into shredded silver to match, which can absorb excess oil and save the stomach of the eater from being overburdened.

Feng Qian looked at the top-grade bird's nest spiritual material in the storage compartment, and said, "Let's have another bird's nest mushroom pot roast!"

She carefully selected the fresh bird's nest to remove impurities, rinsed it, carefully tore it into filaments, poured it in hot broth twice, soaked it in a bowl of broth with half a stick of incense, and the processed free-range chicken in the kitchen was just right. It can be used as a side dish for bird's nest.

Feng Qian skillfully picked off the chicken breast, put it in a boiling pot and boiled it until it was almost ripe, then took it out and let it cool for a while, then directly tore it into filaments with her hands.

She swiftly returned to the pot and put it on the stove. After adding the broth, she waited for the soup to boil, and then carefully skimmed off the scum when it was slightly boiling.

"Auntie, find me a nice soup cup!"

Outside the door, Aunt Qing He agreed: "Yes, Your Majesty."

After a while, Aunt Qing He knocked on the door and came in, bringing out the soup cup with auspicious patterns on it.

Feng Qian put the bird's nest silver shreds and chicken shreds into the soup pot, and then poured the broth from the stove into it, and poured them all over. Suddenly, a fresh and nourishing aroma came to the nostrils.

"Your Majesty's culinary skills are getting better and better, and the slaves are getting hungry after hearing this."

"Everyone has a share."

As Feng Qian said, she didn't forget to put a washed and boiled pea sprout on the soup for decoration.

"Your Majesty, do you need any servants?"

"I just saw native ducks raised in their kitchen yard. They look good. Go and grab one and clean it up."

"Yes."

When Aunt Qing He went out to catch ducks, Feng Qian searched the ingredients in the storage compartment again, and found the best spiritual materials such as bamboo shoots, mushrooms, etc. After processing, Aunt Qing He happened to be processing them too The ducks are delivered.

"Ha! This duck is really well-raised, it's quite fat and thin!"

"Your Majesty, what are you planning to do?"

"Red and white ducks."

This time Feng Qian did not dismiss Aunt Qing He, and let her stay to help her.

"Auntie, steam the steamer for me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

I saw Fengqian cut the duck from the back, threw it into the boiling water pot, scalded it once, picked it up, washed it and put it aside temporarily, added boiling water, scallions, ginger slices, cooking wine and other condiments to the Ruyi pot , one should be added to it and boiled into clear soup.

The cage drawer on the side had already been filled with hot steam, and Feng Qian took out the jade shoots and other things that she took out earlier, sliced ​​them into slices, cut them into pieces, cut them into pieces with the duck just now, cut half of them, together with the broth, Take it up together.

"Open the cover!"

(End of this chapter)