Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 690 Dog blood story
There was another long pause, and Mr. Tong Da seemed to whet everyone's appetite.

Feng Qian curled her lips and muttered, "It's another bloody story that's too vulgar!"

The little prince knocked on the melon seeds and asked curiously: "Mother, have you heard this story?"

Feng Qian said: "I have never heard of it, but most of the stories are similar, and I can guess the direction and ending of the story now. The usual routine is that the emperor concealed his identity and paid a private visit, fell in love with a cook who was born as a commoner. At the beginning, the two had misunderstandings and became enemies, but it was not that enemies did not get together. Gradually, as they got along constantly, the two fell in love and fell in love to the death! At this time, the emperor would reveal his identity, and then bring the chef Mother returns to the palace, makes her a concubine, and lives a happy life that only envies mandarin ducks but not immortals!"

Well, basically, volumes [-] to [-] of "Private Visits on Kangxi Microservices" are just this routine, except that the emperor is still the emperor, and the heroines range from chivalrous women to tofu beauties to official ladies.
Kangxi's three thousand beauties in the harem were probably collected in this way!
The little prince blinked a pair of big dark eyes, and looked at her adoringly: "Mother, you are so amazing!"

Feng Qian chuckled: "So-so, third in the world!"

The little prince asked again: "Then what problems will the cook give the monarch?"

"This..." Feng Qian lost her skills in an instant, touched her nose guiltily and said, "Let's continue listening to books!"

In the Peony Building, all the guests' appetites were full. Mr. Tong Da was very good at controlling everyone's psychology of exploring secrets. Just when everyone was about to lose patience, he finally revealed the answer.

"The cook's question was, to make a bowl of fried rice with eggs, should I first fry the rice or the eggs?"

The audience was in an uproar.

"Pfft! What kind of topic is this? Egg fried rice is of course scrambled eggs first and then fried rice! This way the eggs are delicious!"

"That's not right, my family always fry the rice first and then the eggs, so that the egg liquid can wrap the rice inside!"

"I've tried both, and they taste similar. Is there something wrong with my technique?"

"Should I scramble eggs first or fried rice first? I'm also confused!"

Mr. Tong Da was very satisfied with the reactions of the guests. He went on to say: "The king was dumbfounded after hearing the cook's question! He is the king of a country. He has never been exposed to Yangchun water, let alone cooking, how does he know whether the egg fried rice should be scrambled first or the fried rice first? What's more, he is allergic to eggs and has never eaten egg fried rice! So, he was ordered by the cook. I’ve been asked a question, and I don’t know how to answer it!”

Feng Qian was knocking on the melon seeds, and suddenly heard that the hero in the story was also allergic to eggs. She paused, and suddenly remembered that Archer was also allergic to eggs.

"Why such a coincidence?"

The little prince felt the novelty, and said happily: "Mother, this monarch is also allergic to eggs just like me and my father!"

Feng smiled slightly and continued to listen to the story.

"The monarch couldn't answer the cook's question, so he couldn't eat the cook's dishes. In desperation, he had to leave with regret."

Hearing this, an extremely dissatisfied voice came from another box: "What's the mess? How could Gu not be able to answer such a simple question? Is Gu so stupid?"

Luo Ying asked adoringly, "Your Majesty, do you know the answer?"

Xuanyuan Che's expression froze, and he gave Luo Ying a hard look. Luo Ying suddenly felt aggrieved, didn't you say so, how could you not be able to answer such a simple question?That's why he asked, who knows that you really can't answer it!
Xuanyuanche coughed, and said, "That's not the point, the point is, who allowed him to tamper with Gu's script at will?"

Luo Ying said weakly: "Your Majesty, it seems that you allowed..."

"Lonely?" Xuanyuan Che raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

Luoying cautiously replied: "Mr. Tong Da asked you for instructions before, asking if you could make a reasonable adaptation of the script, and you agreed to it at that time, Wang Shang!"

The corner of Xuanyuanche's mouth twitched imperceptibly, and he shouted in a cold voice: "Is this a reasonable adaptation? It's clearly slandering Gu's image!"

Luo Ying bowed her head, holding back her laughter so hard.

Downstairs, Mr. Tong Da continued to tell the story: "The next day, the monarch came again, this time he came with the answer. He asked his imperial chef to make two plates of fried rice with eggs, one plate was scrambled eggs and then fried rice , the other plate was fried rice first and then scrambled eggs. The king brought two plates of egg fried rice to the cook and told her that he already had the answer. Then, the king invited a beggar in from outside the restaurant and asked him to taste it. Two plates of fried rice with eggs. The beggar was already hungry, so he ate up the two plates of fried rice with eggs! After the beggar finished eating, the monarch asked him, which plate of fried rice with eggs tasted better? Guess what happened to the beggar? explain?"

Everyone pricked up their ears to listen.

"The beggar scratched his head and said he ate too fast and forgot!"

The audience roared with laughter.

"The monarch smiled and said to the cook, this is his answer! The cook was puzzled, and the monarch explained that when people are suffering from hunger and cold, no matter what food they eat, it is delicious in their mouths! So, no matter what Whether it’s scrambled eggs first or fried rice second, as long as it fills the stomach, it’s the most tempting delicacy!”

The audience all made a sound of sudden realization. Although the answer was far-fetched, it sounded very reasonable, and they couldn't help but admire the wit of the monarch.

Mr. Tong Da went on to say: "The cook recognized the answer of the monarch, so she cooked three dishes for the monarch, namely braised pork, mapo tofu and crystal winter melon roll..."

Feng Qian knocked on the melon seeds for another meal. How could it be such a coincidence that these three dishes happened to be the ones she had cooked for Archer before.

"After tasting these three dishes, the monarch was immediately overwhelmed by the cooking skills of the cook! Since then, the monarch often went to restaurants to taste the dishes cooked by the cook. After going back and forth, the monarch and the cook developed a love for each other. Both fell in love! Not long after, the identity of the monarch was exposed, and the cook knew his identity as the monarch, and the monarch proposed to take her back to the palace and make her a concubine..."

Hearing this, the little prince excitedly said to Feng Qian: "Mother, the ending of the story you just told is really exactly the same!"

Feng Qian sighed softly, shook her head and said, "Nothing new!"

At this moment, Mr. Tong Da's voice suddenly changed, and he said in a cadenced manner: "You must think that the story is over, right? Wrong, the story has just begun here..."

The audience's appetite was whetted again.

"The monarch wanted to bring the cook back to the palace, but the cook refused him, because what she wanted was a couple for a lifetime, not one of the three thousand harem beauties! On a night full of flowers and a full moon, the cook dedicated herself completely to After the monarch, he left a letter and disappeared from sight!"

(End of this chapter)