Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 357 Reviewing Dishes
Feng Qingyu couldn't help but let out an exclamation, but didn't bother her, and continued to watch her slice.

The second and third pieces were still very thin and uniform, almost carved out of the same mold as the first piece, and were placed neatly on the white porcelain plate.

Immediately afterwards, she sliced ​​faster and faster and more neatly, until the entire white porcelain plate was filled with a circle of slices!
The way Master Johnson looked at her changed slightly, and he saw the slices in the porcelain plate, each slice had exactly the same texture as the first slice, it was amazing!
There was a sound of gasping around, and everyone was overwhelmed by Feng Qian's sword skills.

The next process is much simpler. Put cornstarch on one side of each slice of wax gourd, put it in a pot, boil the water, put in the slices of wax gourd and cook for 1 minute, then remove, then dip the cornstarch on the skin of the wax gourd Face up, put the meat stuffing on the wax gourd slices, fold them diagonally, and pinch them lightly to stick. Finally, put the pinched winter melon dumplings in a steamer and steam for 5 minutes, then take them out and serve them on a plate!

In order to make this dish look more beautiful, Fengqian specially designed the shape of a full moon, carved carrots into flowers, and curled loofahs into green leaves, and finally decorated them with crystal winter melon dumplings, which corresponded to that According to the poem "Yu Xue is the bone and ice is the soul", the whole dish looks very beautiful and attractive!

Feng Qian looked at her work with satisfaction, then raised her eyes to Master Johnson: "Master, please taste it!"

Unexpectedly, Master Johnson sneered contemptuously, dropped two words, shook his sleeves and left.

"Rubbish!"

Feng Qian couldn't believe her ears, what did he just say?
Rubbish?

He actually called her elaborate dishes garbage?

The anger came up immediately, she chased a few steps away, and shouted at his back: "Master, you didn't even taste my food, and you called it rubbish, I need a reasonable explanation!"

Master Johnson didn't turn his head, and said coolly: "After you taste it yourself, you will know why I said it is rubbish!"

His figure was getting further and further away, and Feng Qian's heart was so cold that she still couldn't accept this fact!
He must be deliberately making things difficult for her!

No matter how good the dishes she cooks, he will only give rubbish evaluations!

Yes, it must be so!

She was thinking angrily, and Princess Ziyun walked past her, and said with a sarcasm, "Trash? Master Johnson's evaluation is really incisive, and it suits you very well!"

Princess Taiping also came over and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, rubbish? This is the funniest comment my princess has ever heard! It seems that the dishes you cook are only worthy of the word rubbish, haha Ha ha……"

The two girls laughed and left the imperial dining room side by side.

Feng Qian clenched her fists tightly, biting her lips with a row of tooth marks.

Xuanyuanche came over and comforted her: "Qianqian, don't pay attention to his words, he just wants to hit you on purpose!"

Sikong Shengjie also came over to comfort him: "He was invited by Princess Ziyun. Everyone can see that Princess Ziyun is hostile to you. Maybe they colluded early in the morning. No matter how well your food is cooked, he Give bad reviews!"

At this time, Baili Liufeng's voice came from the imperial dining room: "No, I just trust Master Johnson's professional judgment! He didn't deliberately target Fenghou, and there is indeed something wrong with the dish made by Fenghou!"

Hearing this, Feng Qian turned her head in surprise, and quickly walked into the imperial dining room.

In the imperial dining room, Baili Liufeng and Jun Qinghong were tasting her dishes, Feng Qian looked at them nervously: "How does it taste?"

Baili Liufeng chewed a few mouthfuls, frowned slightly, and shook his head at her.

Feng Qian's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Master Johnson didn't lie to her, is it really that there is something wrong with her food?

She looked at Jun Qinghong nervously again, only to see that he also shook her head. She felt cold in her heart, and hurried forward, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a crystal winter melon dumpling, and put it in her mouth.

As soon as she took it in, she tasted an astringent taste, and a little too strong salty taste, which was far from what she expected!
She was stunned.

"How did this happen? When I was mixing the stuffing, I clearly adjusted the seasoning, and I tasted it on purpose before. It should be fine. Why did it suddenly become salty and astringent?"

She couldn't understand, and she was sure that during the entire production process, she was the only one who handled all the ingredients, and no one else had the opportunity to touch them at all.

But how could the taste be so different? What's going on?

She was puzzled.

"Your Majesty, let me borrow your imperial dining room again!"

After receiving Baili Liufeng's consent, Fengqian made another nine sets of crystal winter melon rolls. She made the first set with the same method, but the taste was still the same as before, salty and astringent; Make adjustments, put less salt, and blanch the radish, fungus, and wax gourd in water in advance to remove the possible astringency in them, but the result is still the same, and the taste is worse than the previous two dishes; the third and fourth dishes ...She tried other methods, but no matter what she did, she still couldn't get rid of the astringency in the dish!
Feng Qian was completely discouraged.

Master Johnson's words were like a spell, lingering in her heart for a long time: "Garbage, garbage, garbage, garbage..."

That's right, what she did was rubbish!
Not even trash!

After returning from the palace, Feng Qian plunged into the inn room, staring at the ten plates of crystal winter melon rolls on the table, lost her mind and lost her mind for a long time.

Xuanyuan Che looked distressed, and wanted to comfort her, but Sikong Shengjie stopped him: "Xiao Feng'er has never failed since she learned cooking, this setback may be a good thing for her!"

Xuanyuan Che didn't refute, sighed lightly, turned around and left suddenly.

Sikong Shengjie asked: "Where are you going?"

Xuanyuan Che was cold, without turning his head: "Who are you alone, do you need to explain to you?"

Sikong Shengjie raised the tails of his slender eyebrows, and pulled out a charming smile: "You don't need to explain to me, but I can follow you, and following you won't break the law, right?"

The two came to the kitchen of the inn one after the other.

Sikong Shengjie leaned against the door of the kitchen, crossed his chest and watched Xuanyuanche walking up and down the kitchen, looking clueless, couldn't help but curled his lips into a smile and said, "Could it be that you want to give Xiao Fenger Shall I cook?"

Xuanyuan Che's face was dark, he ignored him, picked up some firewood, put it under the stove, and prepared to light it up, but after lighting a fire several times, he didn't succeed, and his handsome eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Seeing this, Sikong Shengjie leaned forward and backward with a smile: "Hahaha, I really should let Xiao Fenger see how stupid you are now. The majestic king of a country can't even start a fire. It's so ridiculous!"

Xuanyuan Che glared at him sharply, shot a cold arrow in his eyes, and snorted: "You are capable, why don't you come and try?"

"Ha, isn't it just lighting a fire? Three-year-olds can do it!" Sikong Shengjie walked over triumphantly, grabbed the firewood and torch in his hand, and started to light the fire, but soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Every time the firewood just sparked a little, I thought it was going to be successful, and when the fire was turned off, the firewood went out immediately.

Repeated several times, every time is the same situation.

Sikong Shengjie's face gradually collapsed...

(End of this chapter)