Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 742 Superb Mutton Soup

In the end, it was the first time he had the intention to abdicate when he heard at Tianhong College that Qianqian chose to leave him because of his status as the king. Since then, he had the idea of ​​abdicating in his heart, and only he gave up. Only by taking the throne can he truly be with Qianqian and own each other wholeheartedly.

But the previous conditions were still immature. He couldn't easily let go of his responsibilities and leave with a flick of his sleeves.

After experiencing the poisonous poison, he realized even more urgently that, rather than failing to live up to the entrustment of the former king, what he should live up to is Qian Qian's deep affection for him.

She can feed Gu with her body for him, and he must do something for her in order to repay her kindness of protection.

This time, he felt that the time was ripe, and he no longer hesitated. He made a decisive decision and implemented his plan decisively.

Although he broke her heart for a while, he was very heartbroken and reluctant to give up, but the future is unpredictable. Before he is absolutely sure, he can't let her fall into danger again, send her away, let her go, he thinks the only way It is the best protection for her.

When he finished the rest and fulfilled his wish, he would immediately go to her. From then on, their family could be better together, and no one would stand between them.

Thinking of the future, there was an imperceptible smile on his usually stern face. Bai Heng saw it, and frowned secretly. He did not expect that the stern boy in his impression had grown into a The real king, and there are already other people who influence him around him, he doesn't know whether to be happy or worried.

"Mr. Bai is coming back this time, can the sixth brother go with him?" Xuanyuanche asked suddenly.

Bai Heng replied: "The Sixth Prince has also returned, but..."

"Where did the sixth brother go?" Xuanyuanche raised his eyebrows.

Bai Heng shook his head and let out an indescribable smile.

The motorcade continued to move forward. Feng Qian took advantage of her free time to meditate cross-legged and adjust her breath. After an unknown amount of time, the carriage suddenly braked suddenly and stopped.

"What's wrong? Another ambush?"

Feng Qian opened the curtain and looked out, there was no one around, but a sheep stopped in the middle of the road.

It squatted in a hollow in the middle of the road, showing two horns. It was difficult to detect from a distance, but it was only when you approached that there were sheep in the pit.The carriage almost ran into it just now, so it stopped abruptly.

But the strange thing was that the carriage was right in front of its eyes, and it still had no intention of avoiding it, and continued to squat lazily in the pothole.

Feng Qian took a closer look and found that this was not an ordinary sheep, but a spiritual sheep with aura. Judging from the shape of its aura, it should be a third-grade spiritual sheep!
Feng Qian was pleasantly surprised, is this the pie in the sky?A third-grade spiritual sheep automatically delivered to your door for no reason?Or is it injured so it can't run?

"I'll go down and see!"

She jumped out of the carriage and walked closer. As soon as she approached, the spirit sheep in the pit finally moved, jumped out of the pit, and ran away.

"So it wasn't hurt..."

How can you let the delicious food delivered to your door go away?

Feng Qian immediately chased after him, not forgetting to tell the others: "You wait, I will chase it back, and make mutton soup for you to drink at night!"

There is still a new dish in her system that has not been developed, and that is mutton soup. It is a gourmet skill book that she has accumulated during the three months of training in Tianhong Academy. Because she has not found a suitable spiritual sheep, she is unwilling to quit. The second thing is that she has never made it. Now that she saw this spirit sheep, she immediately thought of making mutton soup.

"Sister Qian, let me help you!"

Bu Jingyue thought it was interesting, so he rode his horse and chased after him. He didn't run very far. He immediately reined in his horse, stopped, and showed a dumbfounded expression.

I saw a group of spiritual sheep densely packed in the forest ahead, there were hundreds of them, all of them were third-rank and above spiritual sheep!
Not only was he dumbfounded, but Feng Qian was also dumbfounded.

This is not a pie from the sky, it is clearly mutton from the sky!

She suddenly thought, could it be that the happy and sad fruit is exerting its effect?

When she was in Muyang City, she had constant bad luck, but now that she left Muyang City, good luck kept appearing.

She really was at odds with Muyang City!
"Call everyone over here! I want all these spiritual sheep!"

Under Feng Qian's call, everyone worked together to surround the spirit sheep into a circle, and Feng Qian put them into the storage compartment of the system one by one.

Strange to say, these spiritual sheep were all lazy, with no intention of escaping or attacking, and they were easily collected by Feng Qian. Feng Qian believed even more that this was the fruit of joy and sorrow. up.

After collecting the sheep, the convoy continued on for about an hour or two, when the sky was getting dark, so they decided to rest at the same place and set off again at dawn tomorrow.

After several hours of traveling, everyone was already hungry, so Feng Qian sacrificed the Dragon Pattern Ruyi Pot and Spirit Fire Seed, and started to cook soup.

Seeing Feng Qian handling the sheep, Bu Jingyue watched curiously: "Sister Qian, can you still cook mutton soup? Now we are lucky!"

His eyesight is not weak, and he can tell that she is a professional by seeing Feng Qian's gesture of cutting the knife and the angle and strength of her cutting meat.

It's just that, growing up in the palace since childhood, he was used to the delicious food made by the imperial chef, and he was extremely picky about the food. Ordinary dishes didn't catch his eyes at all. It was up to him to decide whether it would suit his taste, but he soon changed. After thinking about it, Feng Qian's cooking is not only professional, but also far beyond the level of an imperial chef.

The processed mutton bones are put into the pot, and then the fresh mutton cut into mounds and the cleaned haggis are put into the pot together, cooked, picked up and drained, then cut into thin slices and placed in boiling water for a while, then Pour it into a soup bowl, pour in hot snow-white mutton soup, sprinkle with green coriander, and a bowl of steaming, fragrant mutton soup is ready.

From a distance, this bowl of mutton soup is white like milk, blended with water and fat, and pure in texture. It is very appetizing at first glance.

"I'll have a taste first!" Bu Jingyue couldn't wait.

Feng Qian knew that he was very picky about food and was a kind person, so she gave him the first bowl of mutton soup and asked him to taste it.

Bu Jingyue first picked up the bowl, sniffed it close to her nose, took a deep breath, and showed an intoxicated expression.

"It's so fragrant, you can tell that the stew is delicious when you smell it!"

Feng Qian held her lips and smiled, usually the mutton bones need to be simmered slowly overnight for the mutton soup to be tasty enough, but with the spiritual fire, the cooking time was greatly shortened.

Immediately afterwards, Bu Jingyue picked up the soup spoon, took a mouthful of soup, put it into his mouth, smacked it a few times, his eyes lit up: "It really is a good soup! I'll try the mutton again..."

He picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a thin slice of mutton, put it into his mouth, chewed, and said excitedly: "The mutton is killed and cooked to ensure its freshness. It tastes fresh but not smelly, fragrant but not greasy." , rotten but not sticky, paired with this soup, it's absolutely perfect!"

(End of this chapter)