Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 268
The corner of the deputy dean's mouth twitched almost invisibly, trying to maintain his usual smiling expression: "I will instruct everyone in the Lingchu Department to cooperate with you as much as possible if you need it within these three days!"

Feng Qian nodded: "Thank you, Vice President!"

"Then I'll leave everything to you." The vice president wanted to ask a few more words, but in the end he held back and swallowed the words.

After the vice president left, Princess Qingxia came over and said with a smile, "How is it? Do you feel a lot of pressure?"

Feng smiled slightly: "It's true, but I will do my best."

Princess Qingxia patted her on the shoulder: "If you need anything from me, just tell me, and I will do my best to help you."

The two girls looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

There is a kind of friendship, like a pot of good tea, light but not astringent, fragrant but not tangy, slowly drifting, like water flowing...

Outside the Hundred Flavors Garden, Lan Yueru and Qin Muchuan wandered back and forth.

"Strange, why did it take so long to go in? What's the result?" Qin Muchuan said impatiently.

Lan Yueru was much calmer than him, and said with a low smile, "Don't worry! With Elder Qin around, Feng Qian will definitely not be able to enter Tianhong Academy!"

Qin Muchuan was worried: "I heard that the members of the Spirit Chef Union came to Baiwei Delicacy Garden today, will there be any changes?"

"Of course not..." Lan Yueru suddenly thought of something, and her face changed slightly, "What did you just say? The Spirit Chef Guild? Feng Qian is very good at cooking..."

Soon, she shook her head: "Impossible! It can't be such a coincidence!"

At this time, students from the Department of Spiritual Cooking came out of the Hundred Flavors and Delicacy Garden one after another. They talked while walking.

"What should I do? Can the Spiritual Chef Department survive?"

"Is it reliable to tie the life and death of the spirit chef department to an outsider?"

"Who knows if she can cook? What if she is bragging?"

"She is good at reciting books, but cooking... I don't like her at all!"

"..."

Hearing their discussion, Lan Yueru stepped forward curiously and asked, "What are you talking about? The life and death of the spirit chef department?"

One of the students said: "You don't know yet, do you? The Spiritual Cooking Union is going to disband our Spiritual Cooking Department. Now someone has challenged the Spiritual Cooking Union. If she can make a spiritual pet within three days The approved dishes can be kept by the Spiritual Cooking Department, otherwise, the Spiritual Kitchen Department will be disbanded immediately!"

"There is such a thing?" Lan Yueru was slightly surprised, "Who is so powerful, dare to challenge the Spirit Chef Guild?"

"Amazing?" The student smiled wryly, "Is it really amazing? Only the devil will know!"

Another student said: "No matter what, Miss Feng can take the initiative to stand up and accept the challenge, which shows her courage and courage! Anyway, I admire her!"

"Yes, no matter what the result is, at least she has the courage to challenge, unlike us..." No.3 student sighed in shame.

Lan Yueru's eyelids jumped a few times suddenly, with a bad feeling: "Who is that person you just mentioned?"

Student No.1 said: "It's Miss Feng! The girl who recites medical books backwards in the library!"

The words "Miss Feng" hit Lan Yueru hard on the forehead like a curse!
Why is it her again?
Lan Yueru had bulging veins on her forehead.

Another student said: "Senior Sister Lan, you should recognize her, it is said that you lost the golden leaf that day..."

The man didn't continue talking, but Lan Yueru's face was already dark. When she thought of what happened that day, her heart twitched. Being pointed at by others is used as a conversation piece for dinner.

"What qualifications does she have to challenge on behalf of the Spirit Chef Department?" Lan Yueru said bitterly.

Student No.1 said: "The deputy dean has officially appointed her as a teacher of the Spirit Cooking Department, so she has the qualifications!"

"What? The teacher of the Spiritual Cooking Department?" Lan Yueru's fingernails were deeply embedded in her palms, she was very angry, "Even if she is officially appointed, but she still wants to save the Spiritual Cooking Department? She is too overconfident !"

Qin Muchuan sneered and said, "I think she is looking for death on her own! Once she fails, what face does she have to stay in the spirit chef department?"

Lan Yueru took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart: "That's right! She is playing with fire, and if she is not careful, she will be burned! Let's see how she will be defeated!"

The Lingchu Department arranged a room for Feng Qian as her future dormitory.

The person who led her here was another teacher from the Department of Spiritual Cooking, surnamed He, with a cold attitude, never smiled from the beginning to the end, and didn't say a word, Feng Qian obviously felt his hostility.

However, she can also understand that when she first came here, she stood out and accepted the challenge of the Spiritual Cooking Union on behalf of the Spiritual Cooking Department. This made other teachers of the Spiritual Cooking Department unable to step down. It's no wonder they warmly welcomed her!
"Currently, you are the only female teacher in the Spirit Cooking Department, so the room you live in is separate from other male teachers. If you have other needs, you can come to the Spiritual Material Field to find me. I am there most of the time." After finishing speaking, he didn't even say goodbye, and turned away coldly.

Feng Qian curled her lips and didn't care about him, she pushed the door open and walked into the room.

The furnishing in the room is very simple, but very clean.

A pot of spiritual vegetables was planted by the window sill, and she could feel its spiritual energy from a long distance away. As expected of a spiritual kitchen department, other people planted flowers and grass in the room, but they grew vegetables!
Turning around, she was about to close the door, when suddenly a hand was placed on the door, and Sikong Shengjie, who was dressed in white and haired, suddenly appeared, squeezed in, rubbed her shoulders, and walked straight into the room.

Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and glared at him: "Why are you here? Don't you think it's noisy here, so you went to hide?"

Sikong Shengjie didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, while visiting the room, he said: "I see that your place is very quiet!"

Feng Qian opened the door wide, leaned against the door, waved her hand and said: "This is my room, men are not welcome in, please go out immediately!"

"It's fine if you want me to go out, but, where will my highness sleep tonight? Let my highness think about it..." Sikong Sheng was thinking, under the silver mask, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the silver-white hair accompanied him. With a sideways movement and a slight sway, the whole person looked like a snow goblin carved out of the ice and snow. He suddenly laughed and captivated all living beings, "The palace of the Northern Yan Kingdom is not bad! My Highness can still be with the Northern Yan Kingdom. The Monarch is drinking and chatting, and chatting by the way, what happens after the Queen leaves the palace must be a lot of fun!"

Feng Qian's head was full of black lines, and he gritted his teeth: "Are you threatening me?"

"Threat? You're serious!" Sikong Shengjie pursed his pink lips slightly, and said with a smile, "I just want to borrow a place to sleep with you!"

Feng Qian rolled her eyes: "Lonely man and widow, living in the same room, do you think it's appropriate?"

"You have a good idea! Don't try to play His Highness's idea!"

Sikong Shengjie put on a posture of guarding against wolves, and made Feng laugh angrily.

"I hit your idea?"

Sikong Shengjie raised his eyebrows and said: "You have peeked at my highness's body and kissed my highness, but you still don't admit that you are interested in my highness?"

"I..." Feng Qian was speechless.

(End of this chapter)