Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 877 The Great Song Princess
In fact, Tang Chenzhou was only familiar with the content of "Synopsis of the Golden Chamber", but he hadn't reached the point of reciting it fluently. He was a little shocked and a little disbelieving when she heard her recite it fluently. He quickly flipped through the pages of the book and her Recite the content, for comparison.

"If you have a headache every time you drown, it will be healed in [-] days; if you have no headache when you drown, but it is intermittent, you will be healed in [-] days; if you are drowning quickly, but you have dizziness, you will be healed in [-] days. Foreseeing, if the illness comes out in four or five days, or in the [-]th day of the illness, or if it is barely seen in one month, treat it according to the syndrome..."

It's exactly the same, word for word!
He was stunned, looked at Feng Qian in disbelief, opened his mouth slightly, not knowing what to say.

Song Yiren leaned over and asked, "Brother, is sister facing the wrong way?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, she had no choice but to read the pages of the book by herself. After reading it, she was also shocked, and she actually recited it word for word!
How did she do it?
"Sister, you don't have to memorize it anymore, we all believe in you!" Song Yiren looked at Fengqian with admiration, "Sister, can you really memorize the contents of the book just by flipping through it once? You are too incredible!"

Feng Qian stopped, touched her nose, and said modestly: "It's okay!"

"If I had one percent of your ability to memorize memorization, I wouldn't have to be often punished by Master." Song Yiren spread her hands cutely, "Oh, I'm so angry!"

It took Tang Chenzhou a long time to recover from the shock, and solemnly put the box back on with both hands: "I'm sorry, Miss Feng, I misunderstood you!"

"It's okay, it's normal!" Feng Qian smiled indifferently, her skill has already stunned many people, and it's not surprising that they didn't believe it.

At this time, "Gulu", a strange sound sounded very inappropriately.

Feng Qian and Tang Chenzhou both turned their heads and looked at the source of the sound. Song Yiren rubbed her belly in embarrassment and said with an embarrassed smile, "I haven't had dinner yet after a long day's driving."

She walked towards the carriage, took a food box from the carriage, and handed it to Feng Qian: "Sister, this is a pastry I brought from the Song Dynasty. It is a delicacy made by Yupinxiang. It is delicious. Let's eat together." eat!"

Feng Qian saw that she opened the food box, and there were several pastries in it, which looked very delicate, but due to the long storage time, the pastries were covered with oil, which did not look so appetizing.

"Are you from the Song Kingdom?"

Song Yiren nodded, and when he smiled, his eyes narrowed: "Yes! My father is the king of the Great Song Dynasty."

"So you are the princess of the Great Song Dynasty!" Feng Qian couldn't help but look at her differently. Compared with the princesses she had seen, she was indeed too different. There was no maid to take care of her, and she was so sincere and enthusiastic towards others. She doesn't have the temper and temperament that a princess of a country should have, but she also likes each other more because of this. She is really a pure and kind person!
"Our Great Song Kingdom is just a small country, not as vast and rich in resources as other countries, so there is nothing special about me as a princess. I have liked to study medicine since I was a child. My father cared about me, so he fulfilled my wish. Send me to Shennong Pavilion to study."

"Your father treats you so well!" Feng Qian thought of Princess Muyun, her father would not fulfill her wish, let her do whatever she wanted, her father would only use her, exhaust her. She's all worth it.

"This is probably because stupid people have stupid blessings!" Song Yiren smiled sweetly.

Feng Qian saw that she was about to put the pastry that had been stored for many days into her mouth, and stopped her: "Don't eat it! It's cold now, you should eat something warm to warm up!"

"But where can I find hot food?" Song Yi asked.

Feng Qian smiled mysteriously: "Leave it to me!"

Under Song Yiren's surprised eyes, Feng Qian took out the pot, spoon, ingredients and other items from the storage compartment one by one...

What Feng Qian wanted to do was mutton soup, which was suitable for sharing with many people in the wilderness. When the strong smell of mutton wafted away, the attention of the disciples who were busy setting up the camp were all attracted, and they put down their hands one by one. The work in the house slowly gathered to watch.

"smell good!"

"I've had mutton soup before, but I've never smelled such a delicious mutton soup!"

"She used the spirit fire, right? Is she a spirit chef?"

"Did you just see it? Didn't you see that the ingredients she used had aura? I think her culinary skill level is at least level three or above, no, level four!"

"It doesn't matter what level she is, as long as it's delicious!"

"I really want to take a sip!"

Everyone was salivating.

Song Yiren looked at the hot mutton soup in the pot, drooling: "Sister, it turns out that you not only know medicine, but also cook!"

Tang Chenzhou was quite restrained, but he couldn't take his eyes off the pot: "Looking at Miss Feng's cooking skills, the level of Ling Chef should be at least level four or higher?"

Feng Qian shook her head while cooking the soup: "Level [-]!"

Her current level of spiritual chef is indeed only level two, but her level is determined according to the system settings, which is different from the level division of spiritual chefs in this world. The difficulty of upgrading the system is obviously higher than that of this world. At the same time, her gold content is also much higher, so although she is a second-level spiritual chef, her actual strength has reached the fourth-level level of the world's spiritual chef rating.

However, she will not tell others about this.

"Level [-]? How is that possible?" Tang Chenzhou was stunned. Although he studied medicine, his third younger brother loved spirit chefs since he was a child, and he also studied spirit chefs, so he still knows the level of spiritual chefs. Listen to her He said that she was only at the second level, he really couldn't believe it, how could a second level spirit chef cook food at the fourth level?

"Actually, the level is not important at all, what matters is the intention of the person who cooks the dish. If a dish is made with [-]% heart, then its value will far exceed its original value."

As she spoke, she filled two bowls of mutton soup and handed them to Song Yiren and Tang Chenzhou respectively: "Try it!"

The two brothers and sisters each picked up the mutton soup and began to taste it.

Song Yiren wanted to drink in a hurry, so he picked up the bowl and drank it. As soon as he touched the mouth of the bowl, his mouth was burned.

"Hiss—it's so hot!"

"Don't worry, drink slowly!" Feng Qian handed her a spoon.

Song Yiren took it, took a sip, blew on it, and drank it.

"How does it taste?" Feng Qian asked.

Song Yiren thought about it for a long time, and showed an exaggerated expression: "It's so delicious! This is not soup, it's clearly fine wine!"

Feng Qian pursed her lips and chuckled, what she said was too exaggerated.

"Sister, can you teach me, I also want to learn how to cook and cook soup!"

Feng Qian rubbed her nose: "Well, learning to cook depends on talent, let's talk about it another day."

Tang Chenzhou also took a sip, and was full of praise: "Miss Feng's cooking skills are comparable to my third brother's cooking skills, you can be his master!"

Feng Qian smiled dryly. In fact, she was his third brother's master!
However, she didn't say it out loud, and there seemed to be nothing to show off about this kind of thing.

(End of this chapter)