Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1775 Sadness and Suffering
Ever since the news of His Highness the Crown Prince's upcoming wedding came out in South Korea, everyone in the entire capital was making arrangements for it. Inside and outside, every household was busy, even the servants of the Changqiu Pavilion were busy.

Feng Qian didn't pay much attention to these noisy scenes. There were masters of ceremonies and servants around to help tidy up, so she didn't have to worry about it herself.

I heard that two days ago, the female officials from the department brought dozens of wedding dresses to try on Bu Jingyue and Gu Ao Shuang, but in the end they tried on Bu Jingyue so much that they didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Thinking of how troublesome it is to get married in the royal family, Feng Qian couldn't help but feel sorry for her elder brother: "Oh! This marriage is troublesome!"

When Xuanyuan Che walked in from the outside, he saw Feng Qian lying on the bed alone with his feet up, thinking about something.

"It's raging outside, why are you hiding here alone?"

"It's good for them to go and have fun! I'm a pregnant woman and I need to rest." Seeing a letter in Xuanyuanche's hand, Feng Qian got up and asked, "Archer, what is this?"

"This is a letter from Zixiang's trustee." Xuanyuan Che handed the letter to Feng Qian while talking, "Didn't I ask him to investigate the origin of the Blood Fiend Gang earlier? He spent a lot of effort and finally found something It's over."

Young Master Xiang has been sending people to investigate the Blood Fiend Gang secretly since he received the news from Xuanyuan Che, but unexpectedly found that the Blood Fiend Gang has joined forces with the Taiji Sect members at some point. Huo Li and Concubine Xue escaped.

Originally thought that the Tai Chi sect was destroyed like this, there must be no waves, but I didn't expect Huo Li to contact the Xuesha Gang.

Moreover, the leader of the Blood Fiend Gang was the high priest who performed the death sacrifice back then.

According to Young Master Xiang's investigation, the high priest was ordered by the South Korean royal palace to use this evil taboo technique, but Young Master Xiang has not yet been able to find out who it is.

In just one day's time, they were able to find out the matter to this extent. Feng Qian couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that Wanjinge's ability to handle affairs is really not in vain."

"Zixiang also asked someone to bring a message saying that he will continue to investigate the matter of the Blood Fiend Gang. In addition, he has almost cooked for you at the Spiritual Chef Union."

"Archer, do you think the group of men in black who attacked us on your birthday would be members of the Spirit Chef Guild?"

"I don't think it's very likely. Since the Spirit Chef's Guild has been taken care of by Zi Xiang, they probably don't have the extra energy to unite with the Blood Fiend Gang."

"Then it might be Lingxian Pavilion." Feng Qian found that this matter seemed to have entered a dead end, "But why did the people in Lingxian Pavilion assassinate us? Because we cut off their way of spiritual cultivation?"

Xuanyuan Che shook his head, "I don't know, none of the top ten spiritual masters are fuel-efficient lamps, not to mention externally, even they themselves will kill each other because of conflicts."

"Fortunately, you didn't enter the Lingxian Pavilion, otherwise Archer, a good Lingzun master, would have been taught badly."

Xuanyuanche smiled helplessly: "What do you mean being taught badly? Does Qianqian treat me like a child?"

Feng Qian pointed at her swollen belly, and replied, "This is called the aura of motherhood."

Before Xuanyuan Che entered, Feng Qian was originally thinking about the "sour" challenge. Since receiving the task, she still has no clue until now, and there are still various crises around her.

Life now is really no easier than when I was a killer!
"How do you cook this dish?! Take it back and make it again!"

Suddenly there was a sound of reprimand from downstairs, Feng Qian pushed open the window and saw the chef scolding a few assistant cooks, she asked, "What's going on?"

Hearing the voice, the chef looked up and saw Feng Qian, and hurriedly apologized: "For disturbing Miss Feng Qian's cleanliness, I will leave now."

"Wait a minute." Feng Qian called him, pointing to the dish in his hand, "What's wrong with that dish?"

The chef said: "This pickled cucumber was originally prepared for dinner at night. Because the operation of this dish is simple, the villain handed it over to Xiao Wu, who helped him. Who would make this useless thing even a piece of crispy pickled cucumber?" not good."

Feng Qian saw that the pickled cucumber seemed to be darker in color than normal dishes, and said, "Wait for me first."

After she walked into the courtyard, she took the pickled cucumber from the chef, put it up to her nose and smelled it, then frowned and asked, "How much vinegar did you add to this?"

The little cook named Xiao Wu replied, "Half...half a bottle."

"Half a bottle? Even if you are a helper in the kitchen, you shouldn't be so innumerable with seasonings, right?" Feng Qian reached out and took a small piece into her mouth. After chewing a few mouthfuls, she couldn't help but spit it out, "Add this Too much vinegar, this cucumber is bitterly pickled!"

Xiao Wu was so frightened that he knelt down and couldn't stop apologizing: "Your fault, please be careful next time!"

"Okay, okay, get up, make a good pickled cucumber..." Feng Qian said here, as if thinking of something, asked again, "You just said, how much vinegar did you put?!"

"Half a bottle..."

This "sour" is not that "sour".

This was the prompt word that Fanfan gave himself at that time.

Feng Qian didn't care about other things, and immediately ran into the kitchen, skillfully made a plate of pickled cucumbers, and during the adding of vinegar, she purposely added half a bottle of vinegar to it.

The last step is to add a little pepper oil. When Feng Qian picked up the bottle of pepper oil, he recalled the taste in his mouth.

"It seems that the pickled cucumbers made by Xiao Wu didn't taste the peppery oil, did he not add peppery oil?"

Feng Qian thought for a moment, and finally put down the pepper oil bottle.

The plate of cucumbers had been bitterly pickled by vinegar all this time, so Feng Qian summoned Fanfan.

【Master, congratulations, the third challenge is successful! 】

This is the first time Fengqian passed the level in a cloud. She asked: "Fanfan, the taste challenge of the second level is 'sour', but you let me make a dish that failed?"

【Master, how does your pickled cucumber taste? 】

"No, too much vinegar is added, which makes the cucumber taste bitter."

【Then do you know why Xiao Wu makes such an unpalatable pickled cucumber? 】

"do not know."

【Xiao Wu’s family has a sick grandma who suffers from joint pain all the year round. She needs to use pepper oil to assist massage to get rid of it. However, pepper oil is expensive, and this kind of kitchen helper can’t afford it...】

Before the meal was finished, Feng Qian suddenly realized.

"So he wanted to take the opportunity of making pickled cucumbers so that he could bring back pepper oil, but the pickled cucumber lacked a little pepper oil, and the taste would be obvious, so he deliberately added more vinegar. Unexpectedly, the vinegar would make the cucumbers soggy. Bitter, right?"

【That's right, the word 'sour' means 'sorrow', the pain in it, the host can finally use this dish to understand a little bit. 】

Halfway through the challenge of the six flavors, Feng Qian finally understood why Fanfan would say that if you master the six flavors, you can become a well-deserved master chef.

"I understand that the taste of food does not stop at the senses on the tip of the tongue. It is the realm that a dish should have if you can feel something from the touch on the tip of the tongue."

[The master is smart, I hope the master will complete the remaining three flavor challenges as soon as possible. 】

(End of this chapter)