Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1606

Feng Qian scanned the sign Yanqing was holding one by one, and saw that it read:
The guests in the Wanjin Pavilion must not be disrespectful to the master of the Shao Pavilion.

The guests in the Wanjin Pavilion must be disrespectful to the wife.

The guests in Wanjin Pavilion got up at the right time.

The guests in the Wanjin Pavilion should serve meals on time, and they will not wait when they are out of date.

The guests in Wanjin Pavilion should not be wasted.

Guests in the Wanjin Pavilion should keep a distance from the owner of the Shao Pavilion.

When she saw the last item, Feng Qian suddenly felt a question mark on her forehead.

What does it mean to keep a distance from the Young Pavilion Master?
Is Young Master Xiang some kind of rare animal? Seeing that he has to keep a distance?Feng Qian complained in her heart with no expression on her face, she interrupted Feng Qingyu's questioning, and asked Yan Qing: "This rule is not made by the young pavilion master!"

Yan Qing was a little guilty, but it was only for a moment, he raised his head and chest and said: "Although the rules are not set by the Young Pavilion Master, they are also set by my sister, the young wife of the Wanjin Pavilion. What's the difference!"

"Oh, so that's the case." Feng said with a slight smile.It turned out that it was the "three fires of the new official's appointment" that burned to these guests.

"Father, I'm so sleepy at night." The little prince was also woken up, and now he is lying in Xuanyuanche's arms, his eyes can't be opened, his small head hangs on Xuanyuanche's shoulder, and he keeps beating Yawning, forced a few drops of tears.

"Ye'er, let your mother take you back to sleep first." Xuanyuanche said softly, and then handed the little prince to Feng Qian, who took him back to the room to sleep.

As soon as Feng Qian took Ye'er away, the temperature around them immediately dropped several degrees.

It's over, Mr. Xuanyuan is about to lose his temper.Feng Qingyu rubbed her hands and thought in her heart.

As for Xuanyuanche, he glanced coldly at the signboard full of rules, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Zixiang?"

Yanqing realized that Xuanyuanche seemed to be a little angry even though he was rough, he quickly said: "My brother-in-law is waiting for everyone in the dining room, I'm leaving first!" After finishing speaking, he fled away.

In the dining room, Young Master Xiang was having breakfast. He drank up a bowl of red soup. As soon as he put down the bowl, he saw Xuanyuanche, Fengqian and others approaching sullenly. Young Master Xiang then waved his hand to stop him and said: "Everyone, have breakfast first, if you have anything to say, wait until you finish breakfast and go to my study."

As he spoke, he even winked at Xuanyuanche.

"Ok."

Xuanyuanche knew that Zixiang was not an unreasonable person, he had already winked at himself, thinking there was some reason, when everyone sat down at the round table, he saw Yanyou came out with soup and said: "You guys Are you all up? Come and try my breakfast for everyone!"

The young master's wife actually cooks in person!Seeing Yanyou entertaining everyone so diligently, no matter how dissatisfied Feng Qian and the others are with Wanjinge's new rules, it is not good to put on face now if they are short-mouthed.

"Thank you, Madam Young Pavilion Master."

Feng Qian said helplessly, the expression on her face immediately changed as soon as she scooped up a spoonful of soup.

She had never tasted such an unpalatable tomato and egg soup.

Just one mouthful, she lost her appetite and almost vomited.

"Qianqian, what's the matter?" Xuanyuanche asked hastily, seeing that her expression was not right.

"Water, give me water quickly." Feng Qingyu said in a hoarse voice, Feng Qingyu didn't dare to delay, and quickly handed over the water.

"Gulu" and "Gulu" poured down two cups in a row before Feng Qian recovered.

It's just that she smacked her mouth again, and the smell came up again. Feng Qian's facial features were all wrinkled by the disgusting smell, and she couldn't help but ran out and vomited.

Xuanyuan Che was afraid that there was something wrong with her, so he hurriedly chased her out, making the people at the table dare not move.

Not long after, Feng Qian came back supported by Xuanyuan Che.

To be honest, except when she was just pregnant, she had never vomited so much.

"Junior Sister, what's the matter with you?" Hua Mengying also just arrived, he grabbed Feng Qian's hand and wanted to give her a pulse first.

"Brother, it has nothing to do with my body, you will know after a taste of this tomato and egg drop soup."

Only then did everyone look at the soup on the table.

Except for a thick layer of oil floating on the surface of the soup, the rest of the soup can't be seen clearly.The soup is that kind of cloudy red, and it is impossible to tell what the ingredients are. If Feng Qian hadn't said that it was tomato and egg soup, Hua Mengying would have thought it was a pot of hot pot soup.

"It's definitely not the problem with the soup. I made it now. The Young Pavilion Master had already had a bowl of it before. Don't you think he's doing well." Yanyou quickly explained.

Hua Mengying didn't know that the tendon was wrong, so she even took a spoonful. He thought to himself, without investigation, he has no right to speak. He has to take a sip to know whether the soup is really bad enough to make Feng Shallow spit it out.

"Poison Immortal..."

Young Master Xiang didn't have time to stop him, so he saw Du Xian drink the red soup in the bowl.

Then there was the crisp sound of the porcelain bowl falling to the ground, followed by a "boom", Du Xian rolled his eyes and fell directly to the ground.

"Brother!"

"Poison Immortal!"

"Master!"

Everyone stepped forward one after another. It was always others who felled the Poison Immortal to save him. Now that the Poison Immortal has fallen, what should we do?
In the end, Feng Qian was pinched by him and woke up. After waking up, Hua Mengying hugged Feng Qian's leg and cried, "Junior Sister, you have turned bad, and you actually let Senior Brother taste such a horrible thing."

"Brother, don't you feel something from this soup?" Feng Qian said.

Hua Mengying was dazed by her question, she stared dazedly and said, "What do you feel?"

"Feel the euphemistic expression of being unwelcome?" Feng Qian said solemnly.

"What do you mean?" Hua Mengying was still puzzled.

Only then did Feng Qian explain: "This soup is oily and ruddy on the surface, but it tastes choking and spicy. After you savor it carefully on the tip of your tongue, the sour and sweet tastes with a rotten taste are intertwined and fighting. Afterwards, the savory salty taste rushes straight to your forehead, making you instantly feel that there is only one problem left in your life, and that is why you want to die and drink this soup!"

As soon as Feng Qian said this, Yan You immediately understood, and she said loudly: "I didn't..." But she couldn't explain anything, so she could only look at Young Master Xiang aggrieved.

It was only here that Young Master Xiang coughed dryly, and said, "Yanyou didn't mean to chase away guests, please don't misunderstand."

"Young Pavilion Master, this soup is really stronger than those fifty new rules." Hua Mengying gave him a thumbs up.

Everyone is used to being free and undisciplined. Once this new regulation comes out, it is easy for people to misunderstand whether Wanjinge is issuing an order to evict guests.

"I really didn't mean that." Yanyou was full of anxiety.

This way of establishing rules was the devil's idea of ​​that boy Yanqing, saying that the new wife was not ruthless and her position was not stable.She was so dazed that she would listen to this kid and make such a move.

It's all right now, Gong Zixiang's friends are starting to hate her, and Gong Zixiang must also hate her very much in his heart.Yan Qing lowered his head, not knowing how to explain for a while.

(End of this chapter)