Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 683 Peony Flower Market
After changing clothes, everyone left the dormitory. The smile on Feng Qian's face slowly disappeared, and he gritted his teeth: "Good, Xuanyuanche! Why did you take me to the peony flower party to make up for me? I think you are going to enjoy it. Yan Fu is the real one! Is the leader of the Peony Flower King? Well, you just come, I will kill one if you come, and see who you will wear the golden step?"

As soon as the words fell, the plate of pastries placed in front of her had been crushed by her.

Outside the palace gate, Feng Qian hung a black thread on her forehead, looking at the group of people in front of her, it seemed as if a group of crows were flying by in the sky.

Even though today was her solo date with Archer, unexpectedly the team suddenly expanded to eight people.

Xiao Ye'er was very excited when she heard that there was a peony flower party today, and begged her coquettishly, asking her to take him to attend. Feng Qian had never been able to resist her son's request, so she agreed.

With this promise, Xiao Ye'er called out two more friends, Luo Feng and Xing Gu, and the team expanded to five people in an instant.

Since the three little guys were leaving the palace, Feng Qian had to help them ask for leave from Mu Qingxiao. Classes were suspended for a day. Mu Qingxiao was worried about the three little guys, so he proposed to accompany them together, and the team expanded to six people.

Feng Qian thought, since there are already so many light bulbs anyway, one more light bulb doesn't matter, so she called her senior brother Hua Mengying.

A group of people walked towards the palace gate in a mighty manner. Halfway, they met Sao Bao Bu Jingyue and Gu Aoshuang who was inseparable from him. Bu Jingyue always liked to join in the fun, so he joined the team as a matter of course. Xuanyuan Che, expanded to eight people!
But after waiting and waiting, Xuanyuan Che didn't show up for a long time. Feng Qian was about to send someone to inquire. Luo Ying came to report and told Xuanyuan Che that he had urgent business to deal with. He asked her to go ahead. When the business was done, he would Come now!
Feng Qian was a little disappointed, but also knew that state affairs were the most important thing, so she had to take her son and others to set off first.

The so-called Peony Fair is that each household gathers the peonies they plant in one place to hold flower fairs, flower fairs, and flower dances. People in the city, rich or poor, wander among the flowers and enjoy them together.

This grand event has also become a good day for young men and women to meet. Every year, I don’t know how many unmarried men and women meet their sweethearts on this day and achieve a good marriage.

When Feng Qian and his party came to the flower market, the street was already crowded with people, and it happened to be a sunny day, when peonies were in full bloom, competing for beauty, and the clouds were blooming. The son's hand followed the crowd into the crowd.

"Queen, what a beautiful flower!"

"Don't call me queen mother, call me sister."

"Sister Qian, let's face the reality, in a few years, you will be the one to have a grandson."

"Ye'er, you won't marry early, right? The queen mother doesn't want to be a grandma so early!"

"If the queen mother doesn't let Ye'er get married, Ye'er will never get married for the rest of her life!"

"That can't be done! I'd better be a grandma!"

"Grandma Queen!"

"Grandma Queen!"

"You two brats, stop for me!"

A group of people were talking and laughing, playing and making noise, very happy.

As he was walking, he suddenly saw a group of people gathered in front of him, who were watching something and talking a lot.

As he approached, he heard the discussion of the crowd.

"This year, the Peony Flower King's oiran competition is about to start again. I wonder who will be so lucky this year to get the Golden Step Yao bestowed by the king?"

"I heard that the number of people registering this year has doubled compared to previous years. For this reason, the organizer of the event has set up a threshold for participating in the competition. Everyone who comes to register must bring a pot of peony flowers. Selected! According to the organizer, only those who know how to appreciate flowers are eligible to become oirans!"

"That is to say, if you want to sign up for the competition, you must first get a pot of high-quality peony flowers?"

"That's right! So this year's flower market is much more lively than in previous years, and the price of peonies has also doubled compared to previous years. It is said that those expensive peonies have already sold for sky-high prices!"

Listening to the comments of passers-by, Feng Qian couldn't help raising her eyebrows, then turned to ask Mu Qingxiao: "Brother Mu, do you know where there are expensive peonies?"

Mu Qingxiao thought for a while, and said: "The peonies of the Lan's store have always been famous. Every year they plant a large number of peonies and send them to the flower market for sale. It is said that they earn a lot of money every year."

"Lan's shop?" Feng Qian thought for a while, then said, "Let's go, let's go to the flower market of Lan's shop!"

A group of people soon came to the flower market of Lan's shop. Compared with other small vendors, the flower market of Lan's shop was ten times larger, accounting for a quarter of the entire flower market. The peonies displayed were also in different colors. The variety and variety have attracted many guests to stop and watch.

Feng Qian walked up to many peony flowers and looked back and forth. For peony flowers, Feng Qian had a little research in her previous life. The reason is that there is a famous dish in Luoyang, which is peony soup made from the king of flowers, peony flowers.

This dish is very particular about the varieties of peonies. It uses the top peony flowers—Wei Zi, which is the first of the top ten precious peonies. The flowers are purple-red and shaped like a crown, known as the "Queen of Flowers"!
Feng Qian is very interested in this dish, and by the way, she also studied the difference between this top peony flower and other peony flowers, so she has a little understanding of peony flowers.

But modern peonies are different from ancient peonies. She scanned around, but she couldn't find a pot of rare peonies that she was familiar with.

While she was carefully observing the pots of peonies, not far away, Lan Yueru and Mu Qingwan came hand in hand. The two of them have been in a very depressed mood recently. There is nowhere to vent their grievances, so they are increasingly depressed. Today, taking advantage of the peony flower party, the two invited them to come to relax.

The two had just approached the flower market of Lan's shop, and from a distance, they saw Feng Qian standing in front of her shop admiring the flowers, accompanied by Mu Qingxiao, Lan Yueru frowned and stopped.

"Senior Sister Lan, what's the matter?" Mu Qingwan asked puzzledly, then looked in the direction of Lan Yueru's line of sight, and found Feng Qian and Mu Qingxiao, she immediately became angry, "How do we go?" I can meet her everywhere? What a bad luck! And my second brother, why did he get together with her again? As a queen, doesn't she have the consciousness to avoid suspicion with her courtiers? I really don't know what Brother Che is looking at Which one is in her?"

The corner of Lan Yueru's lips twitched suddenly, and she said, "Do you want to vent your anger on her?"

Mu Qingwan's eyes lit up immediately: "Of course! Sister Lan, what's your idea?"

Lan Yueru waved at her, leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words, the corner of Mu Qingwan's mouth slowly revealed a smug smile, and praised repeatedly: "It really is a good idea! Feng Qian, you asked for it!"

(End of this chapter)