The black-bellied prince: the little princess of the chef

Chapter 894 When the final is in progress 2
Suddenly recalling his previous reaction, Ye Qing seemed to understand something, but he didn't seem to understand anything, so he could only ask him in a low voice.

The voices of those people chatting can be heard from time to time, but most of them are discussing the "lucky ones", and many people feel that there is something tricky behind the lottery.

And because the numbers were drawn by the Holy Majesty himself, they only dared to murmur in a low voice, but they dared not express their doubts. After all, this is a matter of life and death, and it is not a joke. !
"I haven't heard from the smelly old man, so I don't know very well." After taking a sip of tea, Feng Jingyu shook his head towards her.

The chief person in charge of the God of Cooking Competition is Yang Shangshu. He is an upright old loyal minister. There are many parties in the court. He has not joined any party and has always maintained a neutral attitude. He is a special existence.

And he has never been involved in the competition, so he knows nothing about these matters. He only knows that the person in charge is Yang Shangshu every year, but the people underneath are changed again and again, and there are people from every party.

If Yang Shangshu played tricks in the middle, Feng Jingyu would definitely not believe it, it was because his background was too clean and he had no motive.

Listening to the voices of those people talking, Feng Jingyu said again: "That person is purely lucky, he didn't directly become No.1, he still has to participate in the finals. Compared with you, his The pressure is greater than all of you, who made him the focus of everyone's attention from the very beginning!"

Regardless of whether that person is capable or not, he has become the object of everyone's attention. Everyone is curious and wants to know the level of the person drawn by the emperor.

If he has no strength, it can only show that he is purely lucky and was lucky enough to go to the final; It's good to make a space for the finals.Perhaps at that time, more people will be grateful, rather than envious and jealous.Fortunately, I didn't run into the master at the beginning of the game, and was instantly killed as soon as I played!
"But we are also afraid of his strength. After all, among the last 21 people, only he is an unknown."

I am in the light, the enemy is in the dark.

"I believe that with Qingqing's ability, he can defeat him." Feng Jingyu didn't tell her the real situation, not because she didn't want to tell her, but because she knew her temperament well. If she told her the truth now, she might be hurt to quit the game.

He knew that Ye Qing didn't want to rely on his relationship to get No.1, so that even if she had the ability, she would be regarded as a related household, a person who took advantage of the name of the seventh prince, and this result was not what they wanted. to see.

"I heard that Yang Jun in Jiangcheng is not a master who knows how to be simple. He is only 20 years old, but he has already become a major representative of Jiangcheng. There are rumors in the market that he didn't know Yang Jun's dishes when he went to Jiangcheng. That would be a waste of time!"

"Yes, I've heard this sentence before. I didn't know his age at the time. After all, most people with this kind of qualifications are old!" Who would have thought that Yang Jun would be so young.

As the saying goes, talents come forth in large numbers, and each generation is stronger than the next generation. To be able to do this at a young age, the ability must not be underestimated.

It was only time for a meal, and just listening to the chatter of the people around her, she had already heard about Yang Jun for seven or eight minutes, and knew something about her opponent.

Walking down the street hand in hand after dinner, Ye Qing couldn't help sighing, he didn't expect the emperor to randomly draw a number and get a great god, it really has both strength and luck.

"Didn't it mean that the night of Qixi Festival is very lively, so let's come out later, I want to go back and rest first." Looking at the crowds on the street, Ye Qing couldn't help having a headache, she didn't like the feeling of crowds.

If it wasn't for Feng Jingyu's insistence, she wouldn't be bothered to receive everyone's stares on the street, and would have to squeeze along with them, and the two of them would be scattered by the crowd if they didn't pay attention.

As if he had hit Feng Jingyu's idea, he nodded repeatedly, "Okay, let's go back first, and come out after the lights are turned on at night." At that time, you can guess lantern riddles, let off river lanterns, etc. of.

The two hit it off immediately, and walked back hand in hand, but disagreement appeared at the fork in the road.

Ye Qing naturally wanted to go back to Xiaoxi Street, get a good night's sleep, then change into clean clothes, and use his best state to welcome the evening's Qixi Festival.But Feng Jingyu wanted to bring her back to the Seventh Prince's Mansion, which was much closer than Xiaoxi Street, and he happened to be able to handle a little business.

For some reason, both of them seemed to be determined after eating the weight, and neither of them would give in to each other. In the end, they had to think of a compromise, guessing and deciding whether to go back to the Seventh Prince's Mansion or Xiaoxi Street.Just like that, a man and a woman stood on the street, guessing their fists in a serious manner, making passers-by look confused, and wanted to reach out their hands to check their foreheads for signs of fever.

Hong Ming just rubbed his itchy eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw the two masters guessing fists with serious faces, and couldn't help being dumbfounded: "Damn, you really know how to play!"

As long as two people stay together, it's the same wherever they go. Today, both of them ate the wrong food, and they have to make the other party obey their own wishes. Isn't there a surprise?

Don't ask what the result of the boxing game is, anyway, Feng Jingyu followed Ye Qing back to Xiaoxi Street with a sad face, and kept muttering, "I have never seen such a shameless person like you. Whoever wins listens to whom, but in the end it becomes whoever loses listens to whom!"

Not fair, not fair, not fair.

Hong Ming followed the two of them, listening to the voice of his master's broken thoughts, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing secretly, their master is still too simple, even if he loses in boxing games, when he wants to call the shots, Miss Ye will definitely say who wins who.

The rules of the entire competition depend on whether Ye Qing wins or loses.In a word, no matter who wins or loses in the end, Ye Qing is the one who decides, he doesn't have the right to make decisions for his own master at all, just his stupid and cute master, who still obeys the rules honestly, is really naive!

For Ye Qing's routine, Hong Ming can be said to have seen through it, after all, he is a person who has been cheated many times, if he can't see it again, then the person who was cheated before is nothing!

Seeing Feng Jingyu appearing at home, Xu and the others were no longer surprised. Anyway, they already regarded him as a family, and they were summoned away by Ye Pingrong before their ass was warmed up.Judging by Ye Pingrong's expression, it seemed that he was going to talk about something important.

On this side, Ye Pingrong who was walking in front suddenly turned around just as he walked to the outer room, and raised his cigarette stick
(End of this chapter)