Concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion: The princess is not to be messed with

Chapter 434
Mo Qingling and Shuangxue entered the front hall, Chef Qi was full of confidence because of the praise he received, and felt that he was sure of winning.Ever since, he gave Mo Qingling a contemptuous look.

Although chef Qi Qi's dishes were full of praise, what they were looking forward to most in Jimo City was Mo Qingling's dishes.Because, you can never guess what dishes she will cook, and the dishes she cooks are all dishes they have never eaten before, so as to arouse their curiosity.

Seeing the food box on the table, Shuangxue looked at the chef's complacent expression and smiled.Now he is proud, and he will cry in a while.

"Drool chicken, potato stewed beef, mapo tofu, pumpkin pie." Shuangxue put one dish on the table.

Looking at Mo Qingling's shabby dishes, Chef Qi smiled contemptuously.

"Drool chicken? The color of this chicken is pretty, but why is it called a slobber chicken?" Qi Aotian looked at Mo Qingling curiously and asked.

Mo Qingling replied: "You will know after eating."

Qi Aotian picked up a piece of chicken soaked in chili oil, and with his big mouth, he directly stuffed it in.

"Hmm..." An indescribable taste spread in his mouth.

"Drool chicken, it's really delicious. After eating it, people can't help but salivate when they see it." Because it was a bit spicy, Qi Aotian stuck out his tongue while talking.

Jimo City Tong Yue Qingfeng was not far behind, and also stretched out his chopsticks to taste it.Gradually, the evaluation turned into a battle for competition. Although the three of them still ate gracefully, it was obvious that they were picking up food faster and faster.

Soon Mo Qingling's four dishes were eaten up by the three of them. Chef Qi's face was very ugly looking at the clean dishes.On the other hand, His Royal Highness and the others only took a bite of their own dishes, and they didn't move their chopsticks again.But he ate up all of Mo Qingling's. The answer seemed obvious.

Yue Qingfeng gritted her teeth and looked at Jimo City and said, "Is it still necessary to announce the result now?"

Jimo Cheng looked at the plate on the table and said with a smile: "Isn't the answer already obvious? Chef Qi, do you still have any objections?"

Chef Qi looked at Jimo City and said, "I have no objection, I just want to know what His Royal Highness thinks about the dishes made by Miss Mo Er?"

Jimo Cheng organized his words in his mind, looked at Chef Qi and said, "The dishes made by Ms. Mo Er are valuable in their novelty and unique taste. The most important thing is that her cooking skills are indeed very good. However, with Qi Compared with the chef's decades of skill, it may be inferior. But this person likes novel food, so this Miss Mo Er's dishes can arouse people's appetite even more."

"Old slave knows, for the next few days, I will let Miss Mo Er order." Chef Qi said while looking at Mo Qingling with a stinky face.

Mo Qingling said lightly: "Don't dare! I will have Chef Lao Qi to help in the future."

Chef Qi returned to the kitchen, and Mo Qingling had a rough look at the Prince's Mansion today.And today's menu has already been set, so it's time for her to go back to the prime minister's mansion.

"His Royal Highness is here today, Qingling will return to the mansion first and come back tomorrow."

Seeing that Mo Qingling was about to leave, Jimo City hurriedly stood up and said, "Isn't it still early? And it's going to be lunch soon, should Second Miss stay and have lunch together before leaving?"

Mo Qingling glanced at the empty plates on the table, and raised one lip.

"Can His Highness still have lunch?" Although there were only four dishes, the pumpkin pie was very filling.They each ate four or five, and after eating so many dishes, what else could they have for lunch!

Jimo Cheng's face turned reddish, it was true that his stomach couldn't hold anything anymore.

(End of this chapter)