Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 26
Not long after, the kitchen door opened, and Chef Sun Ling came out with a plate of dishes.

The dishes are red and green. The cucumbers and radishes are shredded, wrapped in thin cabbage leaves, and rolled into tubes. The seemingly simple side dishes have become very complicated under his skillful operation. No matter the color or appearance, they are impeccable. It is worthy of being an imperial chef from the palace, and the craftsmanship is extraordinary!
Feng Qian looked at it carefully, and sincerely admired Chef Sun Ling's culinary skills. Even in modern times, this culinary skill is remarkable.

"Master Sun, what kind of dish is this? It's so delicately cooked!" Mu Qingwan looked closely, her eyes shining.

Chef Sun Ling glanced at Fengqian secretly, as if deliberately trying to compete with her, and said, "My dish is called Furong Seasonal Vegetable Roll, which belongs to the third-level spiritual dish! Its side dishes look simple, but the process is very complicated. Pay attention to the thickness of the shreds, the length of boiling water, and the control of the fire, all of which will directly affect the purity of the aura, color, and appearance of this dish, and it is not something that beginners can make casually."

The last sentence he said was obviously to Feng Qian, he was beating her with his strength and work, don't think you are a spiritual chef just because you can cook a plate of fried rice with eggs, you are still young when you compare cooking skills with me!
Feng Qian didn't understand why he was so hostile. She didn't provoke him, and she was just a newcomer in the world of spiritual chefs. As for treating her as a competitor?
What she didn't know was that the egg fried rice she made deeply stimulated Sun Lingchu's self-esteem. He was only a first-level spiritual chef, but he was able to make second-level spiritual dishes, which was too heaven-defying!
Chef Sun's sense of superiority has been greatly challenged.

"It looks delicious!" Mu Qingwan drooled as she watched.

Chef Sun showed a slight smile: "Miss Mu likes to eat, I should have made another plate for you, but the spiritual ingredients given by the king are limited, only enough for Taifu Mu to enjoy!"

"You don't have to worry about me! The spiritual materials given by the king are all first-class, so naturally they should be reserved for grandpa to enjoy!" Mu Qingwan put away her saliva and said, "The medicine that the doctors gave grandpa before, grandpa vomited after drinking it. We were all so anxious. So I begged the king to come to you, Mr. Sun, and hope that through the way of nourishing spirit vegetables, Grandpa can recover as soon as possible."

Feng Qian was slightly surprised. She always thought that spirit vegetables could only strengthen her body and enhance her combat effectiveness, but she never thought that it could also cure diseases.

Chef Sun Ling said modestly: "The dish made by the official has the effect of tonic, but whether the Taifu can eat it is still unknown."

"Not much to say, let's hurry up and deliver the food to Grandpa!" Mu Qingwan said.

Watching the two go away, Feng Qian slightly twitched the corners of her mouth and shook her head: "The appearance and color of the dishes look good, but the ingredients are obviously not cooked through. Is such a dish really worth eating?"

However, these had nothing to do with her. She still took care of her own business and returned to the kitchen to continue making her fried rice.

At this time, in Master Mu's bedroom, everyone gathered around to comment on Chef Sun Ling's dishes.

"Chef Sun Ling is worthy of being the royal chef in the palace, and his cooking skills are extraordinary."

"Yeah, just looking at the color makes one's index finger twitch."

"Teacher is weak and can't eat meat. Although Chef Sun Ling's dish is vegetarian, it is rich in nutrients and full of spiritual energy. It will definitely help Taifu's condition!"

"Chef Sun Ling really has a heart."

"I hope Taifu can eat the spirit vegetable and recover soon."

Listening to everyone's discussion, Sun Lingchu was humble on the surface, but he was quite proud in his heart.

Mrs. Mu stepped forward, took the dishes, and said gratefully: "Lord Laosun, I'm sorry for your troubles, I'll let my father have a taste of your cooking."

Mrs. Mu brought the dishes to the bed, and Mu Qingxiao helped the Tai Tuo up from the bed first, and raised the pillow.

"Father, eat something!"

Taifu Mu opened his eyelids, he didn't know if he was too sleepy or too tired, he opened them a few times but he didn't open them, he only moved his mouth, motioning her to feed him.

Madam Mu picked up a chopsticks of hibiscus and seasonal vegetable rolls, dipped them in the dipping sauce, and brought them to the Taifu's mouth: "Father, open your mouth!"

Taifu Mu opened his mouth, and reluctantly swallowed the lotus and seasonal vegetable rolls. A group of people waited around the bed, watching him chewing slowly, felt a string in his heart.

Chef Sun Ling was especially nervous, if Master Mu could eat the spirit dishes he made and his health improved, that would be a great achievement.

Taifu Mu chewed slowly, one time, two times, three times... It seemed that he didn't intend to spit it out, everyone was slightly relieved, and looked at each other with joy.

Mu Qingxiao was delighted: "Grandpa ate it, grandpa really ate it."

Madam Mu's eyes were slightly moist, she turned her head and said to Sun Lingchu, "Master Sun, thank you so much."

Chef Sun also breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a sound of vomiting, Taifu Mu turned to the side of the bed, and spit out all the spiritual vegetables in his mouth, which happened to be on Chef Sun Ling's shoe.

Sun Lingchu froze there, extremely embarrassed!

However, everyone only cares about Taifu Mu, and no one cares about him. It doesn't matter whether he rubs it or not.

"How could this be? You can't even eat spirit vegetables. If this continues, father's health will definitely collapse." Madam Mu's eyes were red with anxiety.

At this time, Mu Taifu suddenly closed his eyes and said: "You all go out, I want to be alone."

"Yes, father." Madam Mu wiped away her tears and signaled everyone to leave.

The door of the bedroom was opened, and everyone went out one by one. Just now, they locked the doors and windows tightly for fear that the master would catch cold, but now they opened suddenly, and immediately a strong smell of rice wafted in from the outside, and it wafted into the nose, which made people feel refreshed , Salivating, everyone unconsciously took a deep breath at the same time.

"It smells so good, who is cooking here?"

"My saliva is about to flow out."

Mu Taifu, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes for the first time, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Who is cooking here?"

Mrs. Mu was taken aback for a moment, and then she was overjoyed: "Father, do you want to eat?"

Taifu Mu swallowed, and nodded slightly.

Madam Mu beamed with joy, she turned her head and said to Mu Qingwan: "Qingwan, hurry up! Go to the kitchen to see who is cooking, and bring a bowl for your grandpa."

Mu Qingwan didn't move, she just stayed there with a stiff expression.

Mu Qingxiao noticed that her expression was wrong, and asked: "Sanmei, what's wrong?"

Mu Qingwan couldn't laugh or cry: "I know who is cooking in the kitchen..."

"Who is it?" Mu Qingxiao asked.

Mu Qingwan stammered: "She...she is the maid sent by brother Che—Feng Qian!"

"What? It's Miss Feng?" Mu Qingxiao's eyes showed surprise.

"So it's someone sent by the king..." Mrs. Mu was slightly surprised, and then urged: "What are you still doing? Go to the kitchen and get some food!"

"I'll go right away!" Mu Qingxiao walked out of the room quickly, and Mu Qingwan followed after her.

The rest of the people stood by the door, discussing a lot, but Sun Lingchu was left there alone, no one cared about him, there was filth vomited by Mu Taifu on the shoe surface, his face was extremely ugly.

(End of this chapter)