Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 551 She Is My Master

Han Bingji took a deep breath, and then said solemnly: "In the spirit chef competition, I implore Queen Feng to go all out and win the championship!"

Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, very surprised.

Concubine Liu begged her not to win just now, but Lady Han let her win again. This is too dramatic!

"why?"

Han Bingji seemed to have something hard to say: "Don't ask! I believe that with the strength of Queen Feng, she will be able to shine in the spirit chef competition!"

Although she didn't explain the reason, Feng Qian had already thought of it. This matter was probably related to her bet with King Dongyan. She wanted her to win, which meant that she didn't want to marry King Dongyan!
What a sadomasochism!

While Feng Qian was pondering, a familiar voice came from behind, interrupting her thoughts: "Master Yin, don't pull my ears, if you pull it again, you will break it!"

Feng Qian turned her head to look, and saw Feng Qingyu approached by an old man grabbing her ear, that old man was one of the judges on the rostrum yesterday, she had a little impression that he seemed to be an elder of the Spiritual Chefs Guild.

Elder Yin continued to twist Feng Qingyu's ears, and said: "Stinky boy, you came to participate in the Five Kingdoms Competition, does your father agree?"

"This is my business, why did I get my father's consent?" Feng Qingyu yelled, "Master Yin, you, you let go first! If you have something to say, why are you always pulling people's ears?"

Elder Yin let go of his hand, and slapped him violently on the forehead: "You are the young master of the Spirit Cooking Union, and you represent the face of the Spirit Cooking Union and your father. Do you want to get your father's consent?"

Feng Qingyu rubbed his forehead, and said unconvinced: "I am me, and my father is my father! Even if I lose the game, I will lose my own face, and I will never discredit my father's face! Besides, you How do you know that I will definitely lose? In the past three months, I have worked hard to improve, and my cooking skills have already improved by leaps and bounds. If you don't believe me, you can ask my master!"

"Your master? When did you have another master?" Elder Yin asked in surprise.

Feng Qingyu walked up to Feng Qian in a few steps, and introduced solemnly: "Here, this is my master, Feng Qian!"

Elder Yin looked at Feng Qian in surprise, and looked up and down with scrutiny.

Feng Qingyu pointed to Elder Yin again, and introduced: "Master, this is one of my eight masters in the Spirit Chef Guild, Elder Yin!"

The corner of Feng Qian's mouth twitched slightly. He had long heard that Feng Qingyu had many masters in the Lingchu Association, and all of them were capable people in important positions. Unexpectedly, the prestigious Elder Yin in front of him was one of them , she, who is also a master, suddenly feels Alexander!

"Disrespect, disrespect!" She took the lead in cupping her fists.

Elder Yin narrowed his eyes, still looking at her, and shook his head in disbelief: "You are so young, but you can make Qing Yu, a kid with high eyes over the top, willingly call you master. It seems that you are really capable!"

"Elder Yin is over the top!" Feng Qian replied modestly.

Feng Qingyu said proudly: "My master is amazing! The dishes she cooks can attract herds of beasts, and she can also be a master chef... Ouch, master, why are you stepping on me?"

Feng Qian slowly moved her foot back from Feng Qingyu's, and said with a smile: "Children love to exaggerate, don't take it seriously!"

He almost uttered "Shen Chu Jue", which is her secret and her trump card, which must not be known to outsiders.

Feng Qingyu seemed to have reacted, and secretly stuck out her tongue.

Elder Yin stroked his beard, smiled and said: "Interesting, I am looking forward to your performance today more and more!"

At this time, a voice came in again, with a bit of acrimony: "Hey, isn't this the young master of the Spirit Cooking Union? You really signed up to participate in the competition? Aren't you afraid of being embarrassing in public?"

Feng Qingyu turned her head and saw the person coming, her delicate brows were tightened suddenly: "Bailiyu? Who are you calling embarrassing? Today I will definitely beat you in the arena and make you embarrassing in public!"

Baili Yu said with an arrogant expression: "It's up to you? Then I'll wait and see!"

Behind him, followed by Master Johnson, he saw Feng Qian at a glance, and frowned unconsciously: "Elder Yin, I advise you to be careful when looking at people. Cooking skills are of course important. But character is more important. You still have to be more cautious about some people who are ostentatious and sinister in heart!"

Feng Qian frowned, knowing that he was still misunderstanding her about the garbage transfer talisman, but she couldn't argue.

clang!clang!clang!
On the rostrum, the gong sounded, and the game was about to begin.

Everyone stopped talking, dispersed and returned to their respective positions.

Feng Qian stared at Han Bingji's leaving direction, lost in thought.

In the stands, Sikong Shengjie dragged his injured leg and came to the stands of Beiyan Kingdom. The little prince immediately stepped forward and helped him to the seat: "Uncle, is your injury better?"

Sikong Shengjie patted his head, smiled and said, "It's better."

Xuanyuanche interjected expressionlessly: "It's better, it's time to go back to where you should go, this is the stand of Beiyan Kingdom."

Sikong Shengjie hooked his lips: "That's right! I'm going to cheer for Xiao Feng'er in a while, so I should sit here!"

He lowered his head and asked the little prince again: "Ye'er, do you welcome me?"

The little prince bent his eyes and smiled, nodded: "Welcome!"

Sikong Shengjie raised his eyebrows proudly: "Look, Ye'er welcomes me too!"

Xuanyuan Che sneered: "It seems that your kung fu has not improved much, but your face is thicker!"

Sikong Shengjie smiled slightly: "I learned it all from you, senior!"

The corner of Xuanyuanche's mouth twitched, and he ignored him.

In the stands of Dongyan Country, Princess Taiping was listless, and the face next to him couldn't help asking: "Princess, are we still betting today?"

Princess Taiping said: "Go down, why not go down?"

Immediately, the face came alive: "Then who will win the bet today?"

Princess Taiping didn't even think about it, and said: "The bet on Fengqian wins!"

Another face-to-face hurriedly asked: "How much is the bet?"

Princess Taiping smiled: "Just bet on the two of you! I will bet as much as you two are worth!"

The two immediately looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to make another sound.

In the stands of Xiyan Kingdom, Duanmuchu rubbed his hands excitedly: "Today is the last day of the Five Kingdoms Tournament. It's really exciting!"

Duan Mulei asked casually: "Who do you think can win the championship?"

Without even thinking about it, Duanmu Chu said, "Is there even a need to ask? Of course it's Ah Qian!"

Duanmulei chuckled lightly: "Is that why you have so much confidence in her?"

Duanmu Chuxiu raised her eyebrows lightly: "Of course!"

On the rostrum, everyone took their seats one after another. Qin Guoshi came to Queen Yunshu and asked for instructions: "Your Majesty, the time for the competition is up. Do you want to start the competition immediately?"

Queen Yunshu looked around and asked Han Bingji beside her, "Is there still no news from Qinghong?"

Han Bingji replied: "Emperor Jun has not heard from Linglong City since he left Linglong City three months ago, but he said before leaving that he will definitely come back on the day of the competition. His Majesty always does what he says, believe me He shouldn't be absent!"

(End of this chapter)