The cooking color is delicious, general, don't bite me

Chapter 133 She Is My Qi Xuan's Woman
After Meng Fuling made a bet that she would pass the preliminary round, she didn't bother with the betting, but Steward Lu followed suit.

After dinner, when she was going to bathe the little wax gourd, the little guy actually held his clothes and refused to let him take off: "Mother, I will wash it myself."

"You are not as tall as the bathtub, how can you wash? Come here, I will wash for you."

"Mother, I'm already three years old, I can wash it myself!" Xiao Donggua pouted, displeased.

"What's three years old? I'm still a kid. It's strange if I can wash it myself! Hurry up, dawdle any longer, the water will be cold." Meng Fuling laughed. She didn't understand why the little winter melon was making a fuss for no reason. You have to wash yourself.

The protest was ineffective, and the little guy moved towards Meng Fuling's side step by step, with a grievance and a little shyness on his face.

Meng Fuling held back her laughter, this little guy is really funny, ignored his tweaks, and stripped him naked in two or three strokes.

"Mother!" Little Winter Melon exclaimed, and quickly jumped into the bathtub.

His little hand was still tightly covering his little penis, and his originally white and tender face was flushed like a boiled shrimp.

This shy look, like a little daughter-in-law, amused Meng Fuling, "Tell mother, why do you suddenly want to wash yourself?"

Speaking of this, Little Winter Melon was extremely wronged, and her little eyes were a little sad, "Mother, Little Chicken Wing said that I look like bean sprouts here."

puff!When Meng Fuling heard this, she couldn't help laughing out loud, so it was because of this!What's the matter with her.

She cooked the dinner herself. She made a stewed bean sprouts with silver shreds. During the meal, the little chicken wings spoke amazingly, saying that the small dicks of the little winter melon looked like bean sprouts.

The little guy also had a strong self-esteem, and when he turned against Little Chicken Wing on the spot, Meng Fuling treated it like a kid playing around and didn't take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, the little wax gourd would make a fuss at this time. She suppressed a smile and said, "You are still young, so naturally you will be small there, and you will grow up slowly in the future. Besides, how can a bean sprout be bigger than you?"

She intended to comfort Xiaodonggua, and felt that he was comparing bean sprouts with her own little dick, so she comforted him with this.

As a result, Xiaodonggua said something that made Meng Fuling laugh so hard that her stomach ached, "A bean sprout is smaller than me, what about the handful of bean sprouts?"

Meng Fuling really didn't want to continue this topic, for fear of spoiling Little Winter Melon.

She took the cotton cloth and rubbed him from top to bottom. When Xiao Ding Ding was washed, Xiao Dong Gua almost cried because he was still struggling with the bean sprouts.

As soon as he took a bath, Xiaodonggua was naked and clamored to go to bed, and pulled the quilt to wrap himself tightly.

"Put on the pajamas before going to sleep." Meng Fuling took the pajamas and went to help Xiao Donggua put them on.

All the dignitaries in Beijing sleep on beds rather than kangs, and the general's mansion is the same.

Meng Fuling was worried at first that Xiaodonggua would not get used to it, but it turned out that her worry was unnecessary. Compared with Kang, he prefers to sleep in bed.

After a few days, she also found that Xiaodonggua was very used to everything in Beijing, and it didn't feel like it was her first time in the capital city.

In short, except for the fact that he was a little dull when he first entered the city, after that, he was more lively and smarter than when he was in Qishan County, and he didn't look like a three-year-old child.

But he was born to her, except for the changes after entering Beijing, he has never been different, maybe it is because of the different geographical boundaries and the different people he contacts?

After Meng Fuling walked out of the dormitory, Xiao Donggua raised her head, her eyes were no longer innocent, and she muttered something about being a child, so she closed her eyes and went to sleep.

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In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the preliminary competition, and the competition venue was chosen in the open space behind the palace, which occupied a huge area, not to mention 120 contestants, even thousands of people could rub their hands.

Meng Fuling, like other contestants, arrived early. Not long after, the outside of the arena was filled with onlookers, surrounded by officers and soldiers, so that the people did not dare to cross the border.

She looked around and saw a high platform was built against the wall in front of it. On the high platform sat several officials in official uniforms, the head of the imperial dining room, the imperial cook and so on.

It is said that the chief examiner for the preliminary round is the Minister of Rites, who should be the middle-aged man with the long face and beard sitting in the middle.

Twelve tables were placed in the open space under the high platform, with ten tables in each row, exactly 120 tables.

Chopping boards and knives are all available, and every third table, there is a person with a pen standing, which should be specially registered.

It is very similar to the process of modern culinary competitions. No matter what the competition is, as long as it is a culinary test, the first round of the preliminary test will definitely be basic skills, that is, knife skills.

If you want to practice good knife skills, in addition to talent, there is only one word - practice.

Meng Fuling's father is a chef in modern times, and the family opened a restaurant. She has followed her father in the kitchen since she was very young. Although her knife skills are not outstanding, she is not bad.

When she saw Shang Qihao walking on the high platform, her heart sank, he actually came, so don't use any dirty tricks.

After thinking about it, this is just the preliminary round, even if he wants to plot against her, it won't be so fast, it should be later.

But when she walked to the last row and the second-to-last table assigned, she felt furious. She knew that the seats were arranged according to the order of registration.

On the second day after she arrived in Beijing, Steward Lu personally went to the registration office to help her report the materials. No matter how she calculated, it was impossible to arrange it so late. She couldn't believe that there was no Shang Qihao's handwriting in it.

Meng Fuling took a deep breath and told herself that she couldn't be so angry that she hadn't even started.

The knife skill in the first round of the preliminary round was compared to shredded radish, and the second round was compared to a whole chicken without bones.

On the high platform, a special case was set up to burn incense, limited to half a stick of incense, and the referee gave an order, and the contestants picked up radishes and flew to cut them.

Although there were quite a few cooks participating in the competition, there were not many with real skills. Many of them wanted to try their luck to make up for it, and some were worthy of the name, such as the guy next to Meng Fuling.

Even though he is big and thick, the work under his hands is not bad. The kitchen knife can be used with ease in his hand, and the cuts are very even. .

The person in charge of registration next to him came over and praised: "Good knife skills!"

When she saw the shredded radish cut out by Meng Fuling again, her eyes lit up, but she didn't open her mouth. She didn't speak until she finished cutting the radish. Silk is not much different."

Meng Fuling pursed her lips and smiled, but didn't say anything, but a discordant voice sounded from behind, "It seems that you really have two brushes, but after the competition, whether you can get out of here is up to you."

Without looking back, Meng Fuling also recognized who the owner of the voice was, and it was naturally Qi Yu.

This stinky girl is really haunted, and even ran behind her specially.

"Hey! I'm talking to you, are you deaf?" Seeing that Meng Fuling had no intention of turning back, Qi Yu immediately became furious. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, she really wanted to rush in and teach Meng Fuling a lesson.

"Dead village girl, give me..."

No matter how much Qi Yu yelled, Meng Fuling ignored her, until she attracted strange glances and alarmed Jing Zhaoyin, who was in charge of the order of the arena.

Qi Yucai realized that she had lost her composure in public, and was even more annoyed by Meng Fuling, thinking that Meng Fuling had harmed her.

Meng Fuling only thought that Qi Yu was a clown, and she only stared in the direction of the high platform. All the shredded radishes cut by the contestants were received in one place, and the officials and the imperial chef would select those who could enter the next round.

The waiting time was always long, and it took half an hour to be selected. Of the 120 candidates, only 71 were eligible to enter the next round.

Among the 71 people, Meng Fuling was naturally included, and she herself was not surprised at all.

The next round of comparison is the deboning of the whole chicken. If you want to completely debone, you must be quite familiar with the structure of the chicken, especially the abdomen and back. Basically, the skin is connected to the bone, and there is only a layer of fascia in the middle. Cut the fascia When taking out the bones, you must be extra careful and take out the bones. If you are a little careless and cut the skin, it will be considered a failure.

Almost many cooks can remove the bones from a whole chicken, and they are considered masters if they can remove the bones seamlessly.

Coincidentally, it is Meng Fuling's modern father, and his best dish is eight-treasure pouch chicken.

To make eight-treasure bagged chicken, you also need to remove the bone from the whole chicken, cut a small opening from the neck of the chicken, turn out the skin little by little, remove the bones, and then put the ingredients in the chicken belly and cook it together. A complete chicken, poke open the chicken belly, only to see the universe inside.

Because this dish is troublesome and difficult, Meng Fuling has never made it since ancient times.She couldn't guarantee how perfect she was, at least she could get the whole chicken out of the bone.

Seeing that each contestant had a live chicken distributed on the table, unexpectedly, when it was distributed to her, it was a chicken that had been dead for an unknown period of time.

The skin of live chicken is soft and the meat is elastic, so it is easier to remove.The skin of the dead chicken is yellow and wrinkled, and it is still sticky to the touch, making it difficult to remove the bone.

Meng Fuling knew that someone was deliberately making things difficult for her, so she looked up at Gaotai, and vaguely saw a smug smile on Shang Qihao's lips.

Needless to say?It was probably his fault, Meng Fuling's face was covered with frost, even if she was terribly angry, there was nothing she could do, since he had the highest status present, it would be useless for her to protest.

In this case, it's better to find a way to take the chicken off the bone. The more he makes things difficult for her, the more she will stand out and pass the preliminary round smoothly.

The man next to her, seeing that she shared a dead chicken, didn't understand why, so he said: "Girl, dead chicken is not easy to remove the bone, you can ask for another one."

This was just heard by the officers and soldiers who divided the chickens, and they couldn't help scolding: "What are you changing? Chickens have numbers."

Although they had never met each other before, Meng Fuling suddenly felt warm when he said such kind words, "Thank you for the reminder, big brother. Since there are enough chickens, it can only be considered that I am unlucky."

The man looked at his chicken, obviously he wanted to exchange it with Meng Fuling, and he was afraid that he would not be able to get rid of the dead chicken's bones, so he would not be able to pass the preliminary round.

Meng Fuling could see what was in his mind, and seeing that the incense of the competition had been lit, she didn't say much, and began to lose her bones.

It should be bleeding when the bone is removed, but under Meng Fuling's jade-white hands, it presents a different kind of elegance. Ten green onion fingers shuttle back and forth among the chicken, reflecting the sunlight, which is particularly beautiful, adding In fact, she was originally born well, but suddenly, she attracted a lot of attention.

Shang Qihao looked at Meng Fuling from a distance, frowning tightly. He had someone replace the dead chicken. Shouldn't ordinary women scream out of fright when they see a dead chicken?

Furthermore, a dead chicken is not easy to get rid of its bones, but she still looks confident and calm. He doesn't know if she is pretending or if she really has a plan.

Han Hualin, who was among the people watching from the sidelines, felt soft in his heart at this moment, filled with an unspeakable emotion, staring at Meng Fuling with burning eyes, unwilling to move away.

Because he was worried about Meng Fuling, as soon as she set off for Beijing, he followed closely and protected her in secret.

Hearing unfavorable rumors about her in Jingli, he felt distressed and angry, but he and her were just friends, and he had no definite position to help her refute the rumors.

Han Hualin sighed quietly, and turned her gaze back to Meng Fuling's hands. Her movements were skillful and neat. Even though the incense was burning quickly, she was not impatient at all. The movements of her hands gave people a sense of ease. feeling.

Before the incense burnt out, Meng Fuling had already separated the flesh and bones of a whole chicken. It was clearly visible that the chicken was a chicken, and the bones were bones.

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When all the contestants' chickens were selected by the high stage, Meng Fuling rarely showed nervousness. The reason for her nervousness was that she was afraid that Shang Qihao would make things difficult for her, rather than that she had no confidence in herself.

This time the selection took a long time. After the selection, it was Shang Qihao who announced the results. He glanced at Meng Fuling meaningfully, "Thirty candidates were finally selected after the selection by His Highness and several adults. Players can move on to the next game."

Meng Fuling heard that among the 71 people, only [-] passed the preliminary round, and Shang Qihao had already begun to read out the list of those who passed.

People's names were read one after another, Shang Qihao read more than twenty names, but Meng Fuling's name was not yet there.

Her heart was hanging high, and she kept telling herself that Shang Qihao would not eliminate her in the preliminary round, and there must be another way.

Although she comforted herself in this way, Meng Fuling finally couldn't help but be disappointed when No. 20 was read.

There was only one last place left, but Shang Qihao deliberately paused, looked at Meng Fuling, with a hint of complacency in his smile, and said slowly, "The last one, Meng Fuling!"

call!Meng Fuling breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately became angry again, Shang Qihao was really disgusting.

Unexpectedly, Shang Qihao got off the high platform and walked towards her.

What does Shang Qihao want to do?Meng Fuling immediately raised her vigilance and stared at him coldly.

Everyone present was very curious about Shang Qihao's actions, and most of them had the mentality of watching the show.

Qi Yu, who had been quiet for a long time, thought that her chance had come, and immediately said loudly: "Your Highness, even if you recommended Meng Fuling to participate in the competition, you should avoid suspicion! After all, she is the concubine of my elder brother, General Qi. And gave birth to a son for my elder brother."

Wow!As soon as these words came out, it was like an explosion in the pot. Rumors about Meng Fuling spread in Beijing, and most of the onlookers knew about it.

But they only knew that it was a village girl who seduced Qi Xuan, after so many word of mouth, they didn't know Meng Fuling's name.

When Qi Yu shouted this, she looked at Meng Fuling very strangely, especially those young women, who were more jealous than envious, and some women even wanted to eat Meng Fuling alive.

"This woman is really shameless, to seduce General Qi!"

"Kill her, kill her!"

"…………"

Because most of the people who came to watch were commoner women, as they shouted louder and louder, it made other people excited.

What's more, Qi Xuan's position in the hearts of the common people is detached, and this time he won the battle for the Great Chu State. Therefore, Meng Fuling became a shameless and vicious woman in the eyes of the common people.

Most people even tried to break through the boundaries and teach Meng Fuling a lesson.

The scene became more and more uncontrollable, but Meng Fuling was always smiling, as if she wasn't the one being yelled at.

In fact, she was furious and really wanted to tear Qi Yu's mouth to pieces, and she was extremely grateful that Qi Yu and Qi Xuan were not born to the same mother, and their relationship was not compatible.

She turned her head and saw on the other side outside the competition, Little Winter Melon was hugged by Steward Lu, who kept struggling and shouting, "Mother, mother..."

The little chicken wings were also hugged by the guards, and the two little guys were about to cry.

Meng Fuling's heart softened, and she yelled at Steward Lu: "Steward Lu, don't let Xiaodonggua and the others come over, watch them!"

"This bitch calls herself the general's wife while my elder brother is not in the mansion. It's really shameless!" Qi Yu glared in the direction of Steward Lu, and then immediately shifted his eyes to Meng Fuling, trying his best to stir up trouble .

Qi Yu wished that the people would tear Meng Fuling apart, and sure enough, her words made the people even more emotional.

"Qi Yu, you are a dignified third lady of Ding'an Prince's Mansion, and you can only provoke right and wrong in public. You really lack education!" Meng Fuling said angrily.

"Dead village girl, if you dare to do it, you are afraid of people talking about it? Don't think that I don't know what shameful means you used to give birth to my eldest brother's child." Qi Yu said firmly, she just believed that it was absolutely impossible for Qi Xuan to see it. Shangmeng Fuling.

"Really? You witnessed me plotting against him with your own eyes? Is there any evidence?" If it weren't for the public watching, Meng Fuling really wanted to roll up her sleeves and beat Qi Yu violently.

At this time, Shang Qihao walked up to Meng Fuling and said in a low voice: "Meng Fuling, as long as you obey my highness, my highness will solve the problem for you."

His smile seemed insidious to Meng Fuling, as if he was hiding a knife that could stab her at any time, she said coldly: "Isn't the Second Highness the one who brought about this situation in front of me? Why bother to be hypocritical?"

"Hehe! You don't mind your own reputation, don't you also worry about Qi Xuan?" Shang Qihao's eyes were cold and threatening.

"If you really have the ability, wait until he returns to Beijing before threatening him." Meng Fuling stepped back a few steps, not wanting to get too close to Shang Qihao.

Shang Qihao sneered a few times, didn't say anything more, just glanced at Jing Zhaoyin.

Jing Zhaoyin nodded, and made a gesture that only those under him could understand, and the officers and soldiers maintaining order immediately dispersed.

The common people took the opportunity to rush in and rushed towards Meng Fuling. Some raised their fists, some picked up the kitchen knife or even the cutting board on the table to attack Meng Fuling.

From the very beginning, Meng Fuling never thought of fleeing the arena indiscriminately, which would only make people think she was guilty.

Now it is even more impossible to escape. There are too many people, and they will be dumped wherever they go.

It would be a lie to say that they are not afraid, these people are irrational, maybe she will be beaten to death, her face could not help but gradually turn pale.

Han Hualin also took the opportunity to blend in with the crowd, ready to get close to her so that he could rescue her at any time.

Suddenly, someone who didn't know threw a kitchen knife at her. It was fast and fast, and it didn't look like it was thrown by someone who didn't know martial arts.

Seeing this sudden change, some of the people couldn't help screaming, they stopped pushing forward, and silenced their voices. They wanted to teach Meng Fuling a lesson, but they didn't really want to kill her. .

"Ah——" Meng Fuling only saw the light of the knife shooting towards her, her mind went blank, and she couldn't hear any sound.

Her feet seemed to be rooted, and she was unable to move. In the end, she could only watch the light of the knife approaching her.

"Poria!"

"Poria!"

"Mother!"

Two anxious male voices, mixed with a crying child's voice sounded together.

Meng Fuling's heart trembled, and before she had time to react, a mysterious shadow broke through the crowd and flew towards her, blocking her, and took the kitchen knife with her bare hands.

"Ah! It's General Qi!" Someone who had seen Qi Xuan screamed excitedly.

"Why did General Qi enter the capital ahead of schedule?" someone who was a bit more sensible asked in confusion.

"Brother, why are you back?" Qi Yu was startled, never expecting that Qi Xuan would come back at this time.

Han Hualin smiled wryly, but Qi Xuan took the lead, and he withdrew from the crowd with a desolate expression.

Under such circumstances, Meng Fuling didn't notice Han Hualin's existence. She stared at Qi Xuan's tall back, and the thoughts she had stored for a year flooded out, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

She was reluctant to look away, for fear that this was just her hallucination, after all, he should still be on his way back to Beijing at this time, it is impossible to arrive in Beijing so soon.

When Qi Xuan turned around and met her with star-like eyes, she couldn't help trembling and said: "Hulu, is it really you?"

"Fu Ling, I'm back!" Qi Xuan threw down the kitchen knife, and raised his hand to caress the delicate face that made him think about it day and night, with an unbelievably gentle voice.

The next moment, he pulled her into his arms, clasped the back of her head with his big hands, and pressed against his chest with great force, as if he wanted to rub her into his body and listen to his drumming heartbeat. she beats.

"My God! How could this be?"

"Impossible! General Qi must have been confused by her!"

"…………"

Exclamations came and went, and the common people couldn't believe that General Qi, who existed like a god in their hearts, would embrace a notorious village girl in public.

Some people couldn't even accept this fact, and fainted exaggeratedly, and the scene was even more chaotic than before.

"Gourd, Gourd, I miss you so much..." Meng Fuling didn't care about the reaction of the people, and murmured in a low voice, not afraid of embarrassment, letting tears roll out of her eyes.

"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for too long. I miss you and our son very much." Qi Xuan ignored the others, confided how she missed her, and deliberately raised his voice so that everyone present could hear him.

But there is someone who is ignorant, and this person is Qi Yu. She said in disbelief: "Brother, this is not true, is it? How could you like this lowly village girl?"

Qi Xuan raised his head and looked at Qi Yu with eyes like ice arrows, so indifferent that there was no emotion, "She is my Qi Xuan's woman!"

He just wants everyone to know that Meng Fuling is his woman, and whoever dares to touch her will only die. He is willing to be an enemy of her and the world!
(End of this chapter)