Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 161
Han Chuqiu wondered: "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Qian calmly pointed at his chest: "Look for yourself!"

Han Chuqiu looked down and was stunned for a moment. The "female breasts" that had troubled him for half a year finally disappeared. He choked up excitedly and cried with joy: "I'm normal, I'm finally normal!"

He raised his head and looked at Taifu Han and Han Linyue, who were also crying with joy, and couldn't control his excitement: "Grandpa, sister, I'm cured, I'm really cured!"

"Qiu'er!"

"Xiaoqiu!"

The grandparents and grandchildren hugged each other and cried.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qian felt a strong warmth in her heart, and her nose felt inexplicably sour. To be honest, she felt a little envious in her heart. This kind of scene was something she had always longed for, but had never been able to get.She sniffed, fearing that she would not be able to control her emotions, so she walked out of the room alone.

After walking for a while, Taifu Han chased after her and shouted at her from a distance: "Girl, wait!"

Feng Qian stopped and looked back at him: "Teacher Han, is there anything else?"

Taifu Han came over and said, "Thank you for curing Qiu'er, please be respected by the old man!"

As he spoke, he actually bent over at 90 degrees and made a big bow.

Feng Qian hurriedly stepped forward to stop her: "Teacher, no!"

Taifu Han got up, stroked his beard and said: "The old man has always had a clear grievance. You destroyed the old man's Hunyuan white jade chess, so the old man targeted you everywhere and made things difficult for you. However, you have cured the old man's grandson now. You are kind to this old man, so this old man must repay you!"

He paused, and said, "Don't you want that two-tailed civet? Now that Qiu'er's illness has been cured, it's useless to keep the civet. The old man will give her to you."

Don't look at him being domineering and reckless on weekdays, with a hob meat and a sloppy face, but he has a true temperament and clear grievances and grievances.

Feng Qian was overjoyed and cupped his fists at him: "Then thank you, Taifu!"

Han Taifu laughed loudly and said: "However, the civet cat is not in the mansion now, you have to accompany the old man to the chess club."

"Chess Club?" Feng Qian was surprised, "You hid the civet in the Chess Club?"

Taifu Han blushed in embarrassment: "Isn't the old man worried that you will find out that the civet is a fake and come to settle accounts with the old man? After much deliberation, the old man thinks it is safer to hide the civet in the chess club."

Feng Qian was speechless.

Taifu Han laughed and said: "Okay, don't waste time! Let's go to the chess club as soon as possible, maybe we can catch up with the chess game!"

He originally planned to watch the chess game early in the morning, but his grandson suddenly fell ill and was delayed. Now that his grandson recovered from his illness, he remembered the chess game again and couldn't wait to go to watch the game.

After an incense stick of time, the two rushed to the Tianyuan Chess Club. At this time, the chess club was crowded with people, and the chess game had entered a feverish stage. Everyone was engrossed in staring at the huge chessboard, discussing from time to time, and the atmosphere was lively.

As soon as he entered the chess club, Taifu Han anxiously asked people: "How is it? How is it? How about winning or losing now?"

Someone recognized him and Feng Qian, and there was a small climax.

"Mr. Han, why did you come? The chess game is almost over!"

"Miss Feng is here too? Aren't you two at odds with each other? Why did you get together today?"

"Miss Feng, do you want to challenge Sikong Shengjie?"

"Zhao Qi's [-]th dan and Ding Haijian's [-]th dan all lost miserably. Now there is only Fang Xia's [-]th dan left, but the situation is not good, and most likely they will lose too."

"Look, the one holding the white piece is Fang Xia Jiudan!"

Feng Qian raised her head and took a look at the huge chessboard. Sure enough, Bai Zi fell into an obvious disadvantage. An insider only needs to look at it to know that Bai Zi has actually lost.

What surprised Feng Qian even more was that Heizi's moves were very special, something she had never seen before. If she had to use one word to describe its characteristics, it would be "art"!
Correct!
Heizi's moves are both elegant and artistic!

Go has always been a battlefield where both players fight fiercely, but from this game, she saw an indescribable artistic sense!
Whether it is fighting or layout, it is so artistic, it is amazing.

She even had a feeling that the owner of the sunspots didn't pay attention to the opponent at all. He was in control of the overall situation from the beginning to the end, and all the chess pieces, whether it was his own or the opponent's, were moving in the direction he preset. .

From the chess game, she read the word "arrogance", no, it was "extreme arrogance"!
Such an opponent is really terrifying!

Taifu Han looked anxiously: "Didn't you retreat for three years? Why did you still lose so badly?"

"Mr. Han, our chess players are improving, and our opponents are also improving!"

"I watched the chess match three years ago. Sikong Shengjie's chess skills have improved a lot compared to three years ago. He is simply a genius!"

"That's why everyone calls him a white-haired chess madman!"

Listening to everyone's discussion, Feng Qian couldn't help but become more curious about this white-haired chess madman, but she couldn't be more curious than a civet. Right now, she just wants to get a civet as soon as possible!

"Teacher, where is the civet cat?"

"Wait a minute, I'll find someone to fetch the civet." Taifu Han waved to a young man from the chess club and told him to fetch the civet.

Not long after, the young man came back, holding a cage in his hand, covered with a black cloth, exactly the same as the cage Feng Qian got before.

Taifu Han took it, passed the cage to Feng Qian, and said, "Miss Feng, take it!"

Feng Qian took it excitedly: "Mr. Han, are you sure it's true this time?"

Taifu Han patted his chest: "Don't worry, it's definitely true this time!"

Feng smiled broadly, lifted a corner of the black cloth, and was about to look inside, when suddenly the scene erupted, and everyone stood up, sighing!

"Alas, I lost again!"

"Even Fang Xia's [-]th dan lost. Is there really no one in our Beiyan chess world?"

"Six battles and six defeats, what a shame!"

"Could it be that no one can defeat Sikong Shengjie?"

Some chess fans from Nanyan Kingdom cheered loudly.

"Haha, I won, I won again!"

"His Royal Highness the third prince is so handsome! After three years, he once again swept the chess world of the North Yan Kingdom. It is worthwhile for me to come all the way from the South Yan Kingdom to watch the match. It is so worth it!"

"Northern Yan Kingdom's chess players are too good. His Royal Highness the Third Prince only used [-]% of his skills to wipe out six nine-dan chess players. Northern Yan Kingdom is ashamed!"

"Long live the Third Prince!"

"Long live the Third Prince!"

Don't look at the small group of Nanyan chess fans, but they are very powerful, making the Northern Yan chess fans present angry and annoyed, but there is nothing they can do about it!
Because the facts are already in front of them, they lost, and the six nine-dan chess players they thought were the most powerful all lost. They have no confidence to refute their opponents, this is the saddest thing for them!

In the chaotic atmosphere, six nine-dan chess players headed by Fang Xia went downstairs in desperation, each with their heads downcast and their faces dull.

The chess fans looked at them and felt very uncomfortable. They didn't know whether to comfort them or blame them. After all, their opponents were too powerful.

(End of this chapter)