Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1729 Punishment of Profits
These ten or so guys are all close apprentices of Zhuang Si. He thought it would be easy to find an opportunity for these apprentices to learn cooking skills from this patriarch grandma. Unexpectedly, Feng Qian pointed and ordered: : "The shopkeeper's..."

"Just call the little Zhuang Si."

"Zhuang Si, take your buddies and go to the backyard to cut bamboo."

"Ah?! This... the little one has eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and offended Miss Yiqiu, please, Miss Yiqiu, don't remember the villain's fault, please forgive the villain!"

"Who cares about this with you?" Feng Qian frowned slightly, "I need you to prepare bamboo sticks for barbecue."

Only then did Zhuang Si understand, and hurriedly led the dozen or so fellows under him out.

"My lord, there will be oily smoke here later, you should move outside and wait!"

The prince of South Korea did not move, and said: "What? Can't this king also observe here?"

Although Feng Qian couldn't see this person with her eyes, she also felt that the prince in front of her was not a very talkative person, and now she was looking at her elder brother Bu Jingyue's face, so she didn't care about him for the time being.

"Okay, if the prince wants to stay here, then do as you please!"

Feng Qian said so, but she thought in her heart: the smoke will smoke you later, don't blame me for not reminding you.

"Let's make a dry dish while Zhuang Si and his men are chopping bamboo!"

Zhi An and Xiao Tao looked puzzled and asked, "What is a dry dish?"

"It's a saucer for dipping barbecue!" Feng Qian continued to explain, "The customs of eating barbecue are different in different places. In some places, there is no need to dip the dish, but I think there is a dipping dish for barbecue. , will give diners one more choice, and the taste will be richer.”

"So that's how it is." The prince asked, "Then Miss Yiqiu, how should I make this dry dish?"

According to Feng Qian's instructions, Zhi'an and Xiaotao prepared sesame seeds and peanuts, as well as seasonings such as salt, white sugar, and perilla.

"No matter what kind of dry ingredients for barbecue dipping sauce, chili powder is indispensable." Feng Qian took out the chili powder from the storage compartment and handed it to Xiaotao, "Remember to turn on the low heat and fry the chili powder a little bit first."

Zhi An took the chili powder and asked, "How should this chili powder be fried?"

"After heating the pot with low heat, put in the chili noodles. Remember to keep the fire low, otherwise it will burn."

Hearing that Zhi An started to set the pot on fire, Feng Qian hurriedly reminded: "Open the window first, otherwise you will be choked to death by the smell later."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

As Xiaotao said, she went to open all the windows. Although the wind was not strong at this time, the wind direction was good. It was blowing from the inside out, and the oily smoke and the like would only go out. Xiaotao said to the prince: "My lord, please trouble me If you move the driver a little, you won't be able to see the cooking process if you sit here."

The prince agreed to get up and move to the other side to sit down, and Xiao Tao helped Feng Qian to sit in the prince's original seat, waiting for the aroma of peppers in the pot to come out.

Soon, the fragrant and choking chili smell came out.

At first, the wind direction was not bad, but the wind suddenly changed direction midway, blowing all the choking smell of the pepper to the prince.

"Cough, cough cough..." The prince couldn't help crying while coughing, "What's going on?"

As he said, he was about to get up and go back to his seat, but found that the seat had already been taken by Feng Qian. He was a majestic man, how could he let the pregnant woman give up his seat?

Feng Qian's original seat was inside again, and she had to trouble Feng Qian to move her body if she wanted to get in.

That's all, after seeing the prince wandering around twice, he finally felt that watching Zhuang Si chopping bamboo outside was much better than being choked on by peppers here.

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away, Xiao Tao secretly said happily: "Girl, I have already sent that prince away for you."

Feng Qian was amazed that the little girl was able to read words and expressions, and she had only said a few words just now, and this little Tao was able to beat the prince for her in such a way.

Rather clever.

"You girl, you are really a ghost."

"I see, girl, you don't like the prince in front of you! Besides, Juxian Village is an inn under the prince's name. If you let the prince know your secret recipe, Zhuang Si will take advantage of it."

Feng Qian asked: "I heard that you have been delivering food to Juxian Village, what's the matter? Is this Juxian Village treating you very meanly?"

"The treasurer of Juxian Village, Zhuang Si, is a very treacherous businessman, and the prices of the vegetables collected from us farmers are kept very low."

"Does the prince not care?"

"Juxian Village is just one of the properties under the name of the prince. How does Zhuang Si manage the inn? The prince never interferes."

"Well, it seems that Zhuang Si should be taught a lesson."

After saying these words, Zhuang Si brought the boys in and said, "Miss Yiqiu, we have cut all the bamboo and made sticks according to your instructions. You can check it yourself."

After speaking, Zhuang Si handed over a bamboo stick that had been made, and Feng Qian took it, touched the smooth bamboo stick lightly, and said, "Not bad, good, Zhuang Si made a good bamboo stick."

Hearing Feng Qian's compliment, Zhuang Si smiled and said, "Thank you, Miss Yiqiu, for your compliment."

Feng Qian asked Zhian to take out the fried chili noodles, and took out a large jar of chili noodles from the storage compartment, handed it to Zhuang Si, and said, "Zhuang Si, these chili noodles are to be used as dipping sauce. If you use it, you can fry them all!"

"Yes, I will do it, little one."

After Fenfengqian said this, he got up and went out, letting Zhian and Xiaotao follow, "Once the bamboo sticks are made, let's start wearing meat!"

According to Feng Qian's instructions, Zhi'an and Xiaotao put pork, beef, and mutton, green peppers, and onions on bamboo sticks to make a skewer of roast meat.

At this moment, there was a breeze outside, and it was very comfortable to blow on the people, but it was blown from the outside, the people outside were very comfortable, but the people inside who were frying chili noodles were miserable.

Feng Qian couldn't help laughing when she heard the sound of Zhuang Si choking on the peppers and coughing from inside.

"Let him bully us poor people all the time, hum!"

Xiao Tao is also having fun beside Feng Qian.

"The last name of the boss who oppresses the poor?"

When Feng Qian heard this voice, she suddenly thought that the prince was still outside, not only secretly annoyed: "Damn, why did you forget this guy?"

Xiaotao couldn't help but took a few steps back, until she got behind Feng Qian, not daring to say anything more.

"The life of the peasants is so difficult. It is not easy to rely on the sky to eat, but here they will be tricked again. As the owner of Juxian Village, it is really unroyal for the prince to condone the shopkeeper to do things like this! "

Feng Qian was not afraid of the prince, so she directly said what was in her heart.

The prince was stunned for a while by Feng Qian's words, and then Fang said: "This king has lived for half of his life, and you are the first person who dares to stand up and point out what is wrong with this king."

"Juxian Village oppresses farmers. Xiaotao said before that she only earned a silver coin after delivering vegetables to Juxian Village for so long. Does the prince want to indulge her?"

"Of course not." The lord turned around and glanced at Zhuang Si who was choking on the chili noodles and crying non-stop in the room, "If that's the case, let him stay in there. I don't want to let him go. come out."

The guys around replied: "Yes."

(End of this chapter)