Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1725
While waiting for the rice to be cooked, Feng Qian sat silently on the stone alone.

Her mind was confused, she just felt that sitting on this rock, her buttocks were icy, and the wind was not warm, and the person sitting beside her was an unfamiliar person.

"President Feng, I'll help you prepare it."

The aroma blows into the nasal cavity along the wind, the strong aroma of soy sauce makes you feel steamy just by smelling it, the aroma of pork is like a small hook, which wakes up the gluttons in people's stomachs, who cares about you Collapsing the ground or parting from life and death, when you feel hungry, your mind is as if you are directly connected to your stomach.

The glutton in the stomach is like a child waiting to be fed. It makes people panic. Filling the stomach has become the top priority in the world. Other troubles are like a cloud of steam, which disappears in an instant. .

Feng Qian felt like a person on the road, but he was walking in the endless desert, the sun was shining high, and he just wanted to find an oasis, so that he could get under the thick shade of the trees and avoid the burning pain. Grill.

"Guru..."

A series of screams came from her stomach, the sound was so loud that Zhi An couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to ignore it, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while.

"Uh……"

Just as Zhi An was about to say something, Feng Qian quickly covered her stomach with her hands, and said innocently, "This time, the baby must be hungry and screaming so loudly."

With such an upright throwing of the pot, Zhi An really couldn't answer, so he could only stuff the slightly hot bowl into Feng Qian's hand, and with the other hand, he also handed the bamboo chopsticks to her.

"Be careful of the heat."

Feng Qian took the bowl in one hand and the bamboo chopsticks in the other, and began to chop the rice.

The first bite is the sauce and rice. The overflowing aroma of oil is wrapped in a thick sauce and is swept into the mouth. Feng Qian chews with a big mouth. The unique toughness of rice makes people chew it with a special taste. The real feeling, although I can't see it, Feng Qian can also feel that the rice in the bowl at this moment must be crystal clear, plump and moist.

Another mouthful of chili pepper, Feng Qian picked it up in the bowl with chopsticks, and found it!
She excitedly picked up a section, opened her mouth to bite, but forgot that the pork stuffing inside would burst into juice, and suddenly, the hot soup exploded in her mouth, so hot that she couldn't even close her mouth.

"Drink some cold water."

The bowl in Feng Qian's hand was taken away and replaced with a water bag. Feng Qian raised the water bag and poured it into her mouth, which lowered the temperature of her mouth, but her mouth was no longer hot. But half of his face turned red, and he thought that Zhi An had seen how embarrassed he looked.

"Thank you."

Feng Qian handed the kettle back to Zhi An, and smiled sheepishly.

Obviously he is also a person who has seen the world, but one day he will be greedy for the food he cooked, and stuff it into his mouth regardless of his care like a child, only to realize it later when he gets burned.

It's a shame, it's really a shame!

"Slow down this time."

There was nothing unusual about Zhi An's voice, but if Feng Qian could see it, she would definitely find Zhi An's suppressed smiling face, which was rare in a hundred years.

The boy's dark eyes were slightly bent at this moment, and the misty eyes in the past have also become sparkling. The corners of his mouth are completely opened, and a shallow smile appears on one side, like a spring, from which there is a continuous flow of life. Quan came to wash away the deep feeling that didn't match his age on weekdays.

"Tell me what you want, and I'll sit next to you." Zhi An said.

"I know, I know." The more Zhi An babbled, the more Feng Qian blushed. She was clearly several years older than him, but now she seemed to be upside down.

Could it be that she was pregnant and stupid for three years? !
After eating a meal in a hurry, the two of them started on the road again after eating.

But thanks to the little episode just now, Feng Qian's mind is not as heavy as before. After eating enough, her mind is free, and she goes through what Zhi An said earlier in her mind.

After the child is born, he cannot stay with his father until he is five years old. Why does this sound like what a fortune teller said?
Feng Qian recalled what Zhian said before, why can't the child stay with Xuanyuanche?

Zhi An felt that the pace of the people around him seemed to be getting slower and heavier, so he stopped and turned around, and he saw Feng Qian walking slower and slower.

"President Feng, what's wrong with your body?"

Feng Qian heard Zhian's voice coming from the front, and she simply stopped and said, "You said before that the child in my stomach can't stay with Archer until he is five years old. Is that true?"

"Zhi'an never cheats."

"Why?" Feng Qian didn't have any scruples, and asked directly.

"President Feng, we are still on our way at the moment. This is really not a suitable place to talk. How about waiting for you and me to enter the capital city of South Korea and find a place to rest, and then I will make it clear to you?"

"You brought up the question, and now you are hesitating again, I don't believe you!"

After Feng Qian finished speaking, she turned around and was about to walk in another direction. Zhi An hurried up to stop her, "President Feng, where are you going?"

"You don't care where I go, I won't go with you anyway!"

Seeing that Feng Qian was about to whistle to call the roc, she suddenly felt a sharp pain from the back of her neck, and then passed out.

It was Zhi'an's hand, but looking at Feng Qian who fainted, Zhi'an was in trouble. I was different from Feng Qian and a man and woman, and I definitely couldn't reach out to hug her, but don't hug her, I can't leave her here .

Just when Zhi'an was in a dilemma, a farm girl driving an ox cart passed by the road.

Zhi'an hurried forward, talked nicely with the girl for a long time, and then paid another ingot of silver, and the girl helped Feng Qian into the car.

"Young master, where are you going?" The girl drove the car, turning to look at Zhi An from time to time, she really rarely saw such a handsome young man.

"Going to the capital of South Korea."

"My family is in a farm ten miles away from the capital, and today I'm going to the city to deliver fresh meat and vegetables to the inn."

"May I ask which inn the girl is going to?"

"Jixian Residence."

"It's just right, we are going to Jixianju too."

Anyway, I'm going to the inn, so I just go to this Jixianju.

"Is this girl your wife?" The girl turned her head to look at Feng Qian who was fainted in the car, "You look so pretty!"

"No, no, how could she be my wife!" Zhi An hurriedly waved his hand in denial, "She is...she is my master."

"Master?" The girl couldn't help tilting her head, and looked at Zhi An suspiciously. Indeed, judging from the clothes, the pregnant woman seemed to be well-dressed, while the boy was very ordinary.

"Yes, I am her servant."

"But this lady is pregnant, why doesn't she even hire a carriage?"

"Well..." Zhi'an replied in a hurry, "Madam and her husband had a quarrel, so they ran out."

"Oh, why do men nowadays don't know how to take care of women? Their own wives are pregnant, and they insist on making their wives unhappy. It's really not a good thing!"

Zhi An didn't know what to say, so he could only nod his head in agreement.

Xuanyuanche, who was far away in the imperial capital, suddenly sneezed several times, not knowing who was speaking ill of him behind his back.

(End of this chapter)