Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 815
"Can this be fake?" Luo Badao said excitedly, "Not only the birthmark, but also the facial features and charm of the woman in this portrait are very similar to my daughter. And look at you, your facial features are just like your mother's. They are exactly the same, the deity will never admit it wrong!"

Sikong Shengjie's eyes were shocked, and he fell into silence.

Murong Ziyun was annoyed, he thought that he could use his hand to teach Feng Qian a good lesson when he brought the domineering venerable here, but unexpectedly it turned into the scene of confessing relatives now, it is so irritating!

She glanced at the portrait inadvertently, curious about what the woman they were talking about looked like, and when she glanced over, she was immediately stunned.

How can it be?

The woman in the portrait is actually Sikong Shengjie's concubine?
No, that's impossible, there must be a mistake!
"The face on the portrait was added by my imagination. You can say that the woman in the portrait is my mother and concubine based on this alone. It is simply nonsense!" Sikong Shengjie said suddenly.

Murong Ziyun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, that's right, how could the woman in the painting be Sikong Shengjie's concubine?This is completely impossible!
When Luo Badao heard it, he became anxious: "Even if the face doesn't look the same, the birthmark is definitely unique, and it cannot be faked!"

Sikong Shengjie indifferently snatched the portrait from him, put it away and said, "Unless my mother admits it herself, I will never recognize you!"

Luo Badao was shocked, as if he had been hit hard.

Feng Qian knew that Ah Sheng had actually believed that Luo Badao was his grandfather, but he couldn't forgive Luo Badao, a man who abandoned his wife and daughter, he disdained to recognize him!

If Luo Badao hadn't abandoned his wife and daughter back then, perhaps the fate of Concubine A Shengmu would have been completely different.

At this moment, the gongs and drums sounded, and Wanfulou's new dish promotion activity officially started.

The noisy crowd gradually quieted down. Shopkeeper Fu came to the stage and said to the audience: "Everyone, welcome to Wanfulou to participate in Wanfulou's new dish tasting..."

Following Master Fu's presiding, everyone took their seats one after another, and Luo Badao, Princess Ziyun and Su Niannian also sat down at the adjacent table.

"Next, I invite Miss Feng Qianfeng to show us how to make crayfish!"

Feng Qian got up and stepped onto the stage. There was thunderous applause in an instant, and everyone was full of anticipation.

"Come on, Queen Mother!" The little prince waved his hands, excitedly.

Su Niannian said disdainfully: "Isn't he just a cook? What's there to be proud of?"

When the little prince heard this, his eyes fixed on her immediately.

Seeing Su Niannian, she stared at him and said, "Why are you staring at me? I'm not wrong!"

The little prince suddenly turned his head and threw himself into Hua Mengying's arms: "Master, did I do something wrong? Why did that aunt want to kill me? I'm afraid!"

Su Niannian was taken aback for a moment, dumbfounded.

This kid actually flirted with his cousin and sued him?

"You kid..."

Hua Mengying cast a cold and stern look: "He is still a child, are you having trouble with a child?"

"Cousin, don't trust him..."

Hua Mengying ignored her, and lowered her head to comfort the little prince: "Don't be afraid of Ye'er, with your uncle around, no one dares to bully you!"

"Well, thank you uncle!" The little prince raised his big watery eyes, looking lovely.

After thanking her, he turned his head to look at Su Niannian, and secretly made a face at her.

Su Niannian was extremely annoyed: "You brat..."

She was about to say something, but Murong Ziyun stopped her, annoyed with a child, she really lost her status and standard, she couldn't stand it anymore.

At this time, there were exclamations from all around, and the two girls looked up, only to see a ray of flames sprang up on the stage, and Feng Qian had already sacrificed the pot and spoon.

At a table in the southwest corner, two guests were whispering.

"Tomorrow the king will invite the South Korean prince to a banquet, and the king will ask us to have a feast in the imperial dining room. Although this crayfish is rare and unheard of, will it be inferior to the level of a state banquet?"

"I have long heard that the South Korean prince loves food and is extremely picky about food. If he can't innovate, how can he win the prince's favor? Don't forget, the prince will soon be our king's son-in-law and the princess' son-in-law. .”

"Having said that, I'm still worried. When doing things in the palace, I always do more and make more mistakes, and do less and make fewer mistakes..."

"Let's take a look first."

On the stage, Feng Qian took the lead in demonstrating the recipe of thirteen-flavored spicy crayfish. The secret spices immediately impacted people's sense of smell and stimulated people's taste buds, and stimulated the appetite of people who were already curious about new dishes. High ground was lifted.

"smell good!"

"What kind of spice is this, so rich and varied?"

"I'm already salivating."

"Wanfulou's new dishes have never disappointed me. I didn't wait in vain tonight. It's worth it!"

"You won't know if it's worth it until you eat it, right?"

"No, no, but the most important thing in a good dish is the details. Even the spices are so perfect and delicate, the quality of the whole dish will definitely not be bad!"

"Couldn't you be the babysitter hired by Wanfulou?"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

Seeing this, shopkeeper Fu stroked his beard and nodded with a smile.

Not bad, not bad, this is the effect he wanted!

The most important thing for a new dish to be launched is to create gimmicks and buzzwords to arouse people's curiosity, and then create a sensation, spreading the news widely.

He recommended other new dishes in this way, not to mention the crayfish that really convinced him, and Feng Qian's impeccable cooking skills, so his confidence doubled.

"Look, there are even bigger surprises ahead!"

He talked to himself proudly.

In order to increase the appreciation, Feng Qian also added a play to herself during the process of stir-frying the crayfish.

“Whirlwind Stir Fry!”

One after another, the crayfish jumped up from the pot, followed the stir-frying action of the spoon, rotated clockwise, rotated once, then counter-clockwise once, all fell down, stir-fried twice in the pot, and then scrambled. Throw it up, turn it clockwise, turn counterclockwise, and repeat...

Her showy stir-frying technique suddenly pushed the atmosphere to a climax, and the guests cheered and applauded.

The guests in the southwest corner looked at each other in surprise.

"This technique is amazing, even better than Chef Huang Ling in our imperial dining room!"

"If it is performed at a palace banquet, it will be very enjoyable to watch!"

"The queen mother is great!" The little prince applauded happily, no matter when and where, he is Feng Qian's most loyal little fan.

Hearing her son's cheers, Feng Qian performed even harder, and after a while, a plate of thirteen-flavored spicy crayfish was completed.

Looking at the plate of red, spicy and hot crayfish on the stage, everyone couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, salivating.

Shopkeeper Fu looked at everyone's reaction proudly, and shouted loudly: "Come on, serve the first dish!"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen waiters jumped out from the back kitchen, carrying plates of thirteen spicy and spicy crayfish, and walked into the lobby.

The lobby was boiling again.

(End of this chapter)