Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1727 Competing Barbecue
"They seem to be looking for a woman."

woman?Feng Qian was startled, but she pretended to be calm and said, "Go and find out, what kind of people are these officers and soldiers looking for?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Qian took another ingot of silver from her pocket and handed it to the girl. After all, she is not her own maid, so it is better not to overdo it.

The girl took the silver and agreed happily: "Okay."

Feng Qian thought to herself that it didn't take long to arrive in South Korea from the imperial capital, so why did the news spread so quickly?How did they know they came to South Korea?

"Why doesn't President Feng take a good rest?"

While Feng Qian was still thinking, Zhi An's voice came from behind, Feng Qian turned around and slapped it, Zhi An didn't have time to hide, Feng Qian slapped him on the chest.

"President Feng, why is this so?"

"I ask you, why did you sneak up on me?"

"When did I sneak attack you?"

"You are still pretending! When you were on the outskirts of South Korea, what did you do to knock me out?"

"At that time, President Feng wanted to leave with all his heart, but he couldn't resist, so he could only offend President Feng."

He was honest, Feng Qian said: "Is the way you deal with problems so violent? If you don't agree with each other, you beat people unconscious?"

Zhi'an apologized, "It's Zhi'an's fault for offending President Feng, isn't it?"

"Forget it!" Feng Qian was too lazy to argue with this guy, "Let me ask you, what are you planning to do when you bring me to the capital of South Korea?"

"Eh?" Zhi'an looked puzzled, "Isn't the capital of South Korea that President Feng wants to come? The roc doesn't listen to Zhi'an at all!"

"I'm talking about coming to South Korea, but I haven't said that I'm going to the capital." Feng Qian pointed in the direction of the officers and soldiers' voices, "Now the officers and soldiers are holding my portrait all over the street and asking, do you think I should run or not?"

Zhi An was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "How does President Feng know that the wanted woman in the portrait is you?"

"Nonsense, listening to such a big battle between officers and soldiers, you can think of it on your knees. The capital of South Korea has been peaceful recently. If you are looking for a woman in the streets, who else can you look for?"

"President Feng is really smart, the portrait is indeed President Feng, but..."

"But what?"

"However, if these officers and soldiers want to look for people based on the appearance on this portrait, I'm afraid they won't be able to find them."

"Why?"

"The portraits in the hands of the officers and soldiers are the portraits of you when you first ascended the throne and became Queen of Dayan, and you are now..."

Feng Qian can probably guess how embarrassed she is now compared to when she was the Queen of Dayan.

"Master Zhi'an, let me discuss something with you!"

Seeing Feng's flattering smile, Zhi An subconsciously took a few steps back and asked, "You... what are you going to do?"

"Last time I taught you how to make meat stuffed with green peppers. You did a great job. I found that we can work together again."

"What are you working on? Cooking?"

"Yes!"

When Zhi An was about to answer something, the girl asked back, "They are looking for a woman named Feng Qian."

really.

As soon as the girl finished speaking, the officers and soldiers came over and asked, "Have you seen the girl in this portrait?"

Both Zhi An and the girl shook their heads in denial, Feng Qian smiled helplessly, and replied, "Master, I can't see with my eyes, even if the woman in the portrait walks past me, I don't even recognize it!"

When the officers and soldiers saw the woman in front of them, her eyes were covered with veils, and she was still a pregnant woman with a big belly, so they couldn't ask any more questions, so they turned and left.

Sure enough, I couldn't recognize it.

"Little girl, I haven't asked your name yet."

"My name is Xiaotao, what's your name, miss?"

Feng Qian thought for a while, and replied: "My name is Yiqiu, and my husband's family name is Chen,"

Xiaotao said the name in her mouth, and then praised: "Good name, Miss Yiqiu's name really sounds good."

The three of them re-entered the inn. After Feng Qian asked for some roasted yellow beef, he said generously, "Today I am treating guests, so you can eat with your stomach open."

As she said that, she took a bite of the yellow beef that Xiaotao handed over, and then said, "Bah, bah, why is this yellow beef so unpalatable?"

The store owner was not happy when he heard this, and asked: "Girl, the grilled yellow beef in this shop has been an old sign for more than ten years. Everyone who has eaten it has praised it. How come it is in the mouth of the girl? Has it become unpalatable?"

"This barbecue pays attention to the quality of the meat is medium-rare, one side of the sesame oil, two rubs of salt, two rubs of sesame, three of hot sauce, you look at your meat, the roast is too old, the meat is hard, and the seasoning is too much, It completely covers up the aroma of the meat itself, how can it be considered delicious?"

"I……"

Just as the boss was about to refute, a gorgeously dressed person from another table came to stop him and said, "Zhuang Si, it seems that this girl is a master at cooking, why don't you humbly ask for advice."

"Master, this girl is obviously here to mess things up."

Xiao Tao secretly tugged at Feng Qian's sleeve, and said, "Miss Yiqiu, this Lord is the younger brother of the King of South Korea, and Juxian Village is the inn under the name of this Lord..."

"I see."

After Feng Qian finished speaking, she stood up and said: "Whether this barbecue is delicious or not depends on the oil, mainly sesame oil. When grilling, just use a small brush to dip a little bit, not too much, because the scent of sesame oil is triggered on the tip of the tongue. Long-lasting, good smear feeling, just a little bit at will."

Feng Qian picked up the skewer of barbecue that she hadn't finished eating, and continued: "Seasoning things, such as salt, sesame, and cumin, just a little bit, after being chewed, the flavor released will spread a lot. As a matter of fact, the skewers in your store don’t use sesame oil, and you add too much seasoning, how can you say it’s delicious?”

The prince was not angry but happy, looked at the woman in front of him with great interest, and said: "Zhuang Si, it seems that you met an expert today."

The shopkeeper could only nod in praise: "Yes, yes, the barbecue skills in the villain's shop are not as good as others..."

"You haven't done it yet, why are you inferior to others?" The prince laughed, "Since the girl is so well versed in the way of roasting meat, please give me some advice."

"That's easy!" Feng Qian patted Zhi An who was sitting next to him, "This is the boy who helped me. His roast meat is better than that of your restaurant."

Zhian almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, when did he become Fengqian's servant?

"Hey, this little boy looks so young, why? Can he also cook delicious barbecue?"

Feng Qian continued to pat Zhi An's shoulder, and said firmly, "Of course."

"Then ask the two of you to guide me!"

Zhi An lowered his voice to remind Feng Qian: "President Feng, Zhi An can't cook!"

"What are you afraid of? Wasn't the green pepper stuffed meat you made very successful earlier? Don't worry, with my guidance, there will be no problems."

"But I..."

Xiao Tao came over and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, nothing." Feng smiled slightly, "Wait for Xiaotao to help too, how about it?"

"Okay!"

Just do it, Zhuang Si brought Feng Qian and his party to the back kitchen, Feng Qian reminded Zhi An in a low voice: "Don't worry, roasting meat is much easier than stuffing meat with green peppers, you just need to do what I say."

Right now, Zhian has no way out, he can only say: "Yes, President Feng, try to speak slowly, Zhian is slow..."

"Don't worry!" Feng Qian really felt that this young boy was getting cuter and cuter.

Zhuang Si moved a chair for the prince, and another chair for Feng Qian.

After the prince sat down, he asked, "Can we start?"

"can."

Feng Qian agreed, and mouthed to Zhi'an: cooperation, cooperation, joy, happiness.

(End of this chapter)