Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1661 Cooking Together

Hua Mengying took a step forward, and the boy hurriedly moved a chair for him to sit down, and after cutting his pulse, he asked, "Madam, do you feel tightness in your chest recently, and when it's serious, you still feel out of breath? "

"Exactly..." The old woman was lying on the bed, answering Hua Mengying's words in a nonchalant manner.

Feng Qian caught a glimpse of some undried blood on the corner of the bed, which should have been coughed up by the old lady.

"Doctor, is the Patriarch's illness serious?"

Patriarch?Hua Mengying asked: "Isn't she your relative?"

"No, no, no, the villain is just a poor envoy to serve the master, how dare he call his master?"

"Your master's body is fine. After I give a few injections, the Qi and blood will stabilize. However, judging from the pulse condition, your master's body seems to be very weak, but the diet is not good on weekdays. take care of?"

"This..." The boy hesitated, and finally said, "My master hasn't had any rice for nearly two days..."

Feng Qian wondered: "It shouldn't be. I saw that your house is a bit desolate, but judging from the layout, it seems to be a wealthy family. How could it be so difficult to get rid of it?"

The young man bowed his head and said nothing, Feng Qian saw the old woman lying on the bed and moaning weakly, such a sick old man, who hasn't eaten for two days, is really pitiful.

"Boy, where is your kitchen?"

Hearing Feng Qian's question, the young man raised his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Miss, but there is nothing in the kitchen."

"You just take me there."

Xuanyuanche asked: "Qianqian, do you want to cook?"

"Don't worry, Archer, I only cook some very simple dishes. If you are worried, you can watch from the side."

"Of course I'm going to be by the side, not only to watch, but also to help." Xuanyuanche said, and said to Sikong Shengjie beside him, "I'll leave this place to you and the Poison Immortal."

"Don't worry, brother."

They didn't seem to notice that Zhi An had gone somewhere.

Xuanyuan Che and Feng Qian followed the young boy and hadn't used the kitchen for a long time. Feng Qian looked around and found that there were no ingredients.

"Young man, help me get some water, I have to wipe the stove clean first!"

"Yes."

"Qianqian, what can I do for you?"

"Archer, do you really want to help?" Feng Qian looked at Xuanyuan Che taking off his coat, rolling up his sleeves and getting ready to work.

"That's right, I used to wait for you to bring the prepared dishes. It seems that I have never cooked with you. Qianqian doesn't think I'm in the way, does she?"

"Of course not, it's just that Archer never cooks, are you sure you want to try?"

"Hmm." Xuanyuan Che rolled up Feng Qian's sleeves, "I want to experience for myself the charm of the kitchen that makes you so intoxicated."

Feng smiled slightly and said, "Okay, how about you help me then?"

"Miss Fengqian's orders, I must obey."

It's just a few simple and light dishes, so I don't need to be guided by rice. After the dishes are finished, it should be no problem to draw a prize while Archer is serving the dishes!

"Qianqian, what do I need to do now?"

Feng Qian took out the yam, wolfberry and other things from the storage, and said: "Scrape off the skin of the yam for me, wash the wolfberry and soak it in cold water, I will use it later."

"it is good."

Feng Qian saw that Xuanyuanche was about to take the yam with her hands after carefully washing the goji berries, she quickly stopped her and said, "Wait a minute, Archer, use this."

Feng Qian said and handed Xuanyuan Che a cotton towel specially used for cleaning the kitchen, "Use this to wrap the yam, and don't let the yam directly touch the skin."

"why is that?"

"Yam itself secretes a kind of mucus, and if it touches the skin, it will feel itchy and uncomfortable."

"That's it." Xuanyuanche wrapped the yam in a cotton towel according to what Feng Qian said, and when he scraped off the skin of the yam, he saw a thin layer of mucus on the white meat inside.

"Qianqian is right, there is indeed a layer of mucus on the yam."

Xuanyuan Che had never cooked in person before, and seeing everything in the kitchen seemed so novel now, Feng smiled and said: "Archer, why do you feel the same as Ye'er when you are like this now!"

Xuanyuanche laughed and said, "Qianqian is really getting more and more courageous, she dared to play me off."

Even though he said so, his tone was extremely doting.

Feng Qian took the opportunity to act coquettishly and said, "Archer, I was wrong, I dare you next time."

"You...really." Xuanyuan Che bent his head at the right time, and kissed Feng Qian's cheek.

This scene was just seen by the young boy who came in with water, he quickly lowered his flushed face and said, "I'm sorry, I'm...I'll go out right away."

The boy just lowered his head and went out, stepping into the basin full of water without noticing it.

"Slow down." Feng Qian reached out to support the boy who almost fell.

"I... I'll fetch water again, sorry!"

Seeing the flustered look of the young man, Feng Qian couldn't help laughing and said, "This kid is quite interesting."

"This child is also working hard, guarding such a big house, and having to take care of such an elderly patient."

"Yeah, I don't know what happened to Guo's mansion, and how it came to this point."

While speaking, Xuanyuan Che had already processed all the yams, and those yams that had been cut into chunks were quietly soaking in clear water, waiting to be put into the pot.

Feng Qian imagined a wishful dragon pattern pot, drained the processed pork bones, put them in a pot with cold water, and blanched the blood from the pork bones.

"Archer, get me some ginger."

"Is it this?" After receiving Feng Qian's definite answer, Xuanyuan Che seemed troubled, "How can I do this..."

Thinking of Xuanyuanche, the former king of Beiyan, and now the master of Lingzun, but a kitchen rookie who was caught by a piece of ginger, Feng smiled and took the piece of ginger from him, picked up a small knife casually, Gently scraping the skin of the ginger piece, said: "Look, did this remove the skin of the ginger?"

Xuanyuanche frowned slightly: "Qianqian, I don't like ginger."

"This is for the sick old lady. You don't like ginger, so I'll make you a separate one without ginger."

The frown that was furrowed then relaxed again.

After Feng Qian handed the knife and ginger to Xuanyuanche, she still didn't forget to say: "That knife is very sharp, so be careful."

"You really treat me like a night boy? Don't worry, I will be careful."

Only then did Feng Qian turn around in peace of mind, skim off the froth from the boiled pork bone soup, turn it down to a low fire, and pour the pork bones together with the boiled soup into the casserole.

"Look, Qianqian, I've done everything."

Seeing Xuanyuan Che bring over a small bowl of cleanly shaved ginger, Feng smiled and said, "Thank you, Archer!"

She took the ginger in the bowl and cut it into slices, put it in the casserole, and closed the lid.

"Will this soup be stewed for a long time?"

"It will take about half an hour, Archer, where are the goji berries you cleaned earlier?"

"Here." Xuanyuanche said, turned around and brought the goji berries that had been washed and soaked in water in advance, "What else should Qianqian do?"

"Everyone has been exhausted for most of the night, let's use the kitchen of Guo's mansion to make a cake to satisfy our hunger."

"Fat cake?" Xuanyuanche tried his best to search for the appearance of this dish from his memory, but he still found nothing.

"This hair cake is a staple food that ordinary people like to eat, so naturally it will not enter the mouths of princes and nobles."

(End of this chapter)