Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 696 A woman with taste
Feng Qian is using a pseudonym, and it is reasonable that no one knows her identity. Taking a step back, if someone really knows her identity, she should be sent to the finals directly. How could she be eliminated?
But she just got eliminated!

without any reason...

The more I think about it, the more I can't figure it out.

"I don't believe it anymore, I want to see, who are the people who passed the primary election?"

At the scene of the oiran competition, under the stage, the person in charge is checking the contestants who have entered the preliminary round one by one.

"Liu Xiaoyu!"

"Li Zhaodi!"

"Yang Cuihua!"

"..."

Feng Qian squeezed to the side of the stage, wanting to see who had passed the preliminary round, it was okay if she didn't look at it, but after seeing it, she almost threw up!
I saw that the selected "beauties" had thick waists, slanted eyes and crooked mouths, or heavy makeup. This is not an oiran competition, it is almost the same as the ugly one.

Feng Qian finally regained her balance, and was glad that she was not selected.

"Hey, interesting! I have seen countless black-box operations, but this is the first time I have seen such a fresh and refined black-box operation method! Awesome! Awesome!"

Suddenly, someone behind her patted her on the shoulder: "Hey, step aside! My name is called!"

When Feng Qian turned her head, she suddenly saw a woman's face covered with pockmarks. She was caught off guard and was taken aback. She felt nauseated and almost vomited out.

"Yang Cuihua is here!" The woman waved her hand vigorously towards the stage, then wiped Feng Qian's shoulder, and walked over quickly, accompanied by a strong body odor, Feng Qian's stomach was sour , squeezed away the crowd, and ran under a tree, this time I really vomited!
"Oh my god, such a person can also pass the primary election, what kind of routine?" Feng Qian was speechless.

Isn't this a disgusting person?
She suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Archer. If this Jurchen wins the championship, wouldn't Archer want to put the golden step on her by himself?

Thinking about that scene, she couldn't bear to look directly at it.

"Queen, when I grow up, I must not participate in any oiran contest!"

Feng Qian raised her head and saw her son and his two little friends, surrounding the tree, throwing up while supporting the tree together.

The little prince had an unbearable expression on his face, and the other two little guys also had shocked expressions on their faces.

"It's too scary! I don't want to watch the oiran competition!"

"I spit out all the braised pork that I ate at night!"

Little Jinzi stuck out her tongue, with a look of frightening the baby to death.

At this time, Mu Qingxiao came from behind and asked with concern: "Qianqian, are you okay?"

Feng Qian sneered: "I'm fine, I'm just disgusted."

Mu Qingxiao chuckled, and said: "I have already investigated, and I heard that the person in charge of organizing the oiran contest this time is a relative of Li Shangshu. In order to let the third lady of the Li family win the championship smoothly, they came up with the following The quality of peony flowers is the condition for being selected for the preliminary round, so that opponents who pose a threat to the third lady can be eliminated in a legitimate way. There are not a few people like you who have precious peony flowers but are still eliminated. Most of them are quite beautiful. Or be talented..."

"It's Li Derong again? His hands are stretched out long enough!" Feng Qian sneered.

Mu Qingxiao asked: "Then what should we do now?"

Feng Qian held her chin, thought for a moment, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she had an idea: "Look at mine!"

In front of the stage, a hundred contestants gathered. It is said that there is a lot of open space in front of the stage, but everyone squeezed into a corner, leaving a large open space. Yang Cuihua stood there alone, very eye-catching.

Feng Qian walked over and waved to Yang Cuihua: "Girl, come here!"

Yang Cuihua turned her head and looked at her in surprise: "Me?"

Feng smiled and nodded at her.

Yang Cuihua walked over and asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

As she approached, Feng Qian held her breath and pointed to the opposite corner: "There is a young master looking for you over there!"

Yang Cuihua looked in the direction of her finger, her calm face was suddenly broken, and a nympho appeared on her pockmarked face, she was very excited: "Is that young master really looking for me?" ?”

When she looked carefully, a red figure appeared in her eyes, and it was Hua Mengying standing in the corner.

Feng Qian couldn't hold her breath anymore, and said quickly: "That's right! That young master said he admired you very much and wanted to make friends with you!"

Yang Cuihua's face was full of joy: "He said he admired me? Really?"

Feng Qian hurriedly said: "Really! Go!"

Watching Yang Cuihua quickly run to the corner, Feng Qian couldn't hold her breath any longer and took a breath, the disgusting body odor still lingered in the air.

She suddenly felt a little regretful, who is not easy to choose, why should she be chosen?

When she came to the corner, Hua Mengying pinched her nose and glared at her angrily: "Just this once, don't make another example!"

Feng Qian stepped forward and asked eagerly, "Where's the person?"

Hua Mengying pouted her chin: "Look for yourself!"

Feng Qian looked in the direction he indicated, and saw Yang Cuihua fainted at the base of the wall. She grinned at the corner of her mouth, revealing a weird smile.

Not long after, "Yang Cuihua" came out from the corner and walked towards Hua Mengying and his party under the tree.

"Brother, what do you think of me?"

Hua Mengying glanced at her pockmarked face, her throat rolled up and down, she turned and left silently.

After changing her appearance, Feng Qian got bored, then turned her head and asked her son: "Ye'er, what do you think of the queen mother's make-up skills? Does it look like Yang Cuihua?"

"Like, very similar!" After saying that, the little prince pointed with his little finger, "The lanterns over there are so beautiful, Queen Mother, let's go and have a look!"

Saying that, he ran away in a hurry.

Feng Qian turned to look at Xinggu and Luofeng again, and before she could speak, the two little guys ran away.

"His Royal Highness, wait for us—"

Feng Qian's head is full of black lines, but from another angle, it shows that her makeup is still very successful!

Turning around, he suddenly found that Mu Qingxiao was still standing where he was, looking at her with a warm smile on his face.

Feng Qian was inexplicably moved: "Brother Mu, you are the best! Unlike them, they all judge people by their appearance!"

Mu Qingxiao said with a smile: "However, you have no smell, will it be seen through?"

Feng Qian waved her hand and said, "It's okay! As soon as I walked over, they would have already run away. Who would come over and smell me?"

In fact, when she changed her face just now, she hesitated, whether she should change into Yang Cuihua's clothes directly, after all, she is a woman with "smell", but she really can't stand the smell, I'm really afraid that she hasn't finished changing her face yet, She was directly smoked to death, so she temporarily went to a clothing store and bought a similar dress to change into. No one would bother to find out whether Yang Cuihua changed her clothes, because it is impossible for a normal person to disguise herself as her Bar?
It's just that Feng Qian has a strong taste, so she was chosen to pretend to be someone like her!
(End of this chapter)