Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1338 Not allowed to participate
The mention of Feng Qian can be regarded as arousing Feng Qingyu's interest, and he began to talk endlessly.

"Mother, you don't know. When I first recognized Master, she was still the queen of Beiyan. Later, she became the queen of Dayan step by step. Some time ago, she used thunder to quell Beiyan's rebellion."

"It sounds like a successor no worse than Queen Yunshu." Bai Ran echoed.

"My master, she is omnipotent. Her culinary skills are simply superb, and she can always bring surprises to people. It is a pity that she is unable to participate in the spirit chef competition because of her status. Otherwise, I believe that with her ability, she will definitely win. The final game."

When Feng Qingyu talked about Feng Qian, his admiration was beyond words, which made Bai Ran very curious, what kind of charm does this Queen Feng Qian have that can make her proud son, who has such high vision, respect him so much.

"Then I will take advantage of this opportunity to meet you." Bai Ran said with a smile.

"What does mother mean by that?" Feng Qingyu asked puzzled.

"Don't you know yet? This time the lords entered the imperial capital to celebrate their birthdays, and the Spirit Chef Union also sent invitations. All lords are invited to be the judges of the Spirit Chef Competition. Since your master is Queen Dayan, he will definitely come too." Bai Bai Ran said with a smile.

"In this case, I have to stay even more."

Feng Qingyu said excitedly, before he finished speaking, he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"What are you doing here? Do you want to secretly participate in the competition?"

Two questions in succession made Feng Qingyu stand up from his seat in fright.

The person who came was his father, Feng Qi, the president of the Spirit Cooking Union.

I saw him wearing the standard attire of the Spirit Chef Union.Wearing a blue robe, while walking, the four gold-threaded characters of "Spiritual Chef's Union" embroidered on the robe are shining brightly.

Although it was a uniform attire, it couldn't conceal his majesty and natural temperament as the president.Steady steps, calm eyes, self-styled.

"father……"

Feng Qingyu felt a little guilty.It's just that his father ignored him and looked at Bai Ran.

"Have you had lunch, ma'am?"

Bai Ran said in a rather calm tone: "The president is busy, so I don't need to worry about such a small matter."

It's over, his mother is angry.

Except for being angry, his mother has never spoken so nicely.Feng Qingyu has understood this point since he was a child.

When Feng Qi heard Madam's answer, he just clapped his hands and asked someone to bring in the food box and spread it out on the round table beside him.There are braised short ribs, sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root, and hibiscus chicken slices. Each dish is time-consuming and labor-intensive, requiring careful cooking.And because of the use of spiritual materials, it looks even more attractive.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Bai Ran was very surprised, and when he looked at Feng Qi again, his indifferent attitude was gone, and his heart was more distressed.

"You were announced to the palace early in the morning, and you were so busy that you didn't even touch the ground after you came back. How could you still have time to cook? Do you think you have grown up with three heads and six arms?"

Feng Qi smiled slightly, and took advantage of the situation to embrace him in his arms: "Even if the sky falls, it won't stop me from cooking for my wife."

In a few words, Bai Ran lost his temper, and was about to say something else, but when he saw Feng Qingyu quietly covering his face, he just gave her husband a loving look, and called Feng Qingyu to sit down for dinner.

Feng Qingyu, who had been shown her face, put down the hand covering her face, thinking that it was not easy for herself.He ran to the dinner table to finish cooking, and was about to reach out to pick up a piece of chopsticks when someone snatched him first.

"I don't know how to say hello when I come back. You are not on this table." Feng Qi said slightly indifferently.

"Father..." Feng Qingyu begged for mercy, he ran all the way, and he was already hungry.

"Okay, okay, it's rare for the child to come back." Bai Ran came out to smooth things over.

After getting permission, Feng Qingyu immediately began to eat, but Feng Qi didn't want to let him go lightly like this, and insisted on making a guarantee.

"Qingyu, dad will tell you again, you are not allowed to participate in this competition."

After talking, the topic went back to this matter.

When this matter was mentioned in the past, Feng Qingyu would definitely contradict him, but this time, he fully agreed.

"Father, don't worry, I've thought it through. My level is not high, and the people who came here this time are all masters. Even if I participate, I will definitely not be able to make it through the trials, so I will retreat in spite of the difficulties and wait until I learn something later. Come on, let's join in."

It was the first time for Bai Ran to hear his son speak like this, and he was very surprised: "You have changed a lot when you go out this time."

"Does that mother think her son has become better or worse?" Feng Qingyu asked rhetorically.

Bai Ran said silently in her heart: "I think you have become stupid."

However, Feng Qi feels that his son has grown up through this experience, and he has no doubts about him.

After the family finished eating, Feng Qi had to deal with various affairs again. Feng Qingyu only said that he hadn't been back for a long time and wanted to walk around the garden, so he went out.And Bai Ran went back to his room for an afternoon nap as usual.

Of course Feng Qingyu wasn't going to give up just like that, he still had important things to do when he came back.

He first pretended to walk around the garden unintentionally, observing the bright and dark posts everywhere, looking for opportunities.Finally he caught the opportunity, he ran out of his father's study in a familiar way, waiting for the opportunity to open the door and enter.

He definitely wants to participate in the competition, but since he can't participate directly, then he can only save the country by curve.

Everyone who came to participate in the competition needs to hold the invitation card of the Spiritual Cooking Union, which is the qualification and identity proof for the competition. The authenticity of the invitation depends on the seal of the Spiritual Cooking Union on the invitation.

As long as this seal is found, it is not easy to forge an invitation.

Feng Qingyu had already made plans, he and his senior brother, one for each, disguised themselves to participate.

Feng Qingyu ducked into the window with her waist bent, and rummaged carefully in the study.

"Strange, I remember being here before." He muttered softly.

"Your dad put it in the other drawer before."

Feng Qingyu was stunned immediately, and didn't dare to move her hands, so she could only turn her head stiffly, ready to confess and ask for leniency.

"Mother. Didn't you go to take a nap? Hehe." Feng Qingyu looked at Bai Ran who appeared from behind the curtain, and gave a dry laugh.

"There's a thief in the house, how can I sleep."

Bai Ran put his hands behind his back, looking at his son's dejected face, he couldn't bear it, so he took out the things in his hands.

"Are you looking for this?"

Feng Qingyu looked at the seal in front of him, and could only lament in his heart that his luck was bad, and he never dared to take it.

"If you don't use it quickly, your father will come back." Bai Ran said.

"Ah?" Feng Qingyu was stunned on the spot.

Imperial Teahouse.

Feng Qingyu and Tang Chenyu were sitting in the box, looking at the two invitations with bright red seals in front of them, they still felt a little unreal.

"So we really want to disguise ourselves to participate in the competition?" Tang Chenyu didn't expect his junior brother to actually get this invitation.

"Brother, you don't want to run away, do you?" Feng Qingyu was actually a little flustered, but he figured it out soon.

"At worst, we will be eliminated in the first round. Anyway, we are easy to look at, and our names are fake. Even if we are eliminated, it is not too shameful."

Tang Chenyu made the final decision, raised the teacup in front of him and said, "Forget it, let's go and try it, brother. Brother, if we replace wine with tea, we will do it for ourselves."

"Brother, do it!"

(End of this chapter)