Farm girl, she is always digging holes to bury people

Ever since the Royal Chef left, Qinan felt like he was suffering from a social disease.

She didn't have this disease before, but now facing Sun Yipu, she was really afraid of society.

This Sun Yipurn is really a two-faced character!

When the chef is here, he is very reasonable.

Although he is a little willful from time to time, he doesn't look like a difficult person to get along with!

But now that the Royal Chef has left, the whole atmosphere has solidified.

First, her maid persuaded her to continue drinking the medicine as if she was dead. She didn't make much fuss and drank it in one breath.

He hadn't vomited yet this time, which seemed to be a good sign. But during the next meal, Qinan realized that it was all his fault for thinking things too simply.

Her meals must be extremely particular.

All the ingredients are the freshest things brought back from all over Daqi, and the cooking place is also very special. It must be done in the yard, in an open and spacious place where she can see it.

Cooking is Qinan's strength.

I originally thought that being watched was no big deal and it would never affect my performance.

But now she gets stared at when she washes vegetables, gets stared at when she mixes seasonings, and even when she braises meat.

It felt like there were countless pairs of eyes behind her. If she did anything wrong at all, the eyes behind her would penetrate her back and pierce her.

She felt strangely uncomfortable, and she had just finished making a dish of diced chicken, when a voice suddenly appeared from behind to remind her.

"I don't eat chicken!"

"no……"

Qi Nan could hardly control his mouth and wanted to say a lot of words marked with *.

You put some yarn on it!

If you don’t want to eat chicken, what kind of chicken can you prepare for me on the chopping board?

Are all those pairs of eyes behind you just for venting your anger?

She didn't say it when she first started preparing the chicken, she didn't say it after she had been cooking for so long, but now she doesn't say it until she is completely done and ready to plate it!

Isn't this just playing with her?

"Then may I ask, Miss Sun, what do you want to eat?"

"I don't want to eat anything." Sun Yiru gave an answer that could make Qinan vomit blood. "You can make other things first, maybe if you make something that suits my taste I will eat it.

Go on, Mr. Feng 9! "

The maids around seemed to have become accustomed to Sun Yipu's style.

Continuing to add ingredients to Qinan on the chopping board, Qinan looked at the diced chicken in the pot and felt that all his energy had been fed to the dog.

"What about these dishes? These are the royal chef's money!"

Qi Nan thought about trying to mention the name of the Royal Chef.

Doesn’t this girl just listen to his words? Let’s see if the Royal Chef can do well at this time.

"Give it to the people below! Uncle Ying said, if I can waste the food, you can eat some first if you want."

If the unlucky guy who cooked for Sun Yiyi hadn't been herself, she would have really said to her, "You're such a nice person!"

As long as such a good dish is not wasted, the resentment in Qinan's heart will be reduced a lot.

The servants in the mansion have been waiting for this for a long time.

Many brave people have already picked up their own bowls and chopsticks, waiting to come to Qinan to share the dishes.

Qinan was a little surprised at this time.

Judging from the reactions of these servants, it doesn't look like they were staged on the spur of the moment.

Maybe this young lady is not as bad as she appears to be.

Although these servants are helpless, they are not very afraid of her, which only shows that she is usually quite generous to these people.

In other words, the Royal Chef holds a really heavy weight in her heart, and she loves these people very much.

The only person on the scene who couldn't laugh was probably herself.

She is the one who cooks so hard

If only time could be turned back.

She will definitely not earn this kind of money. Master Yuchu, please come back quickly. She doesn't want this opportunity to meet this noble man.

Qi Nan, who was behind, was probably discouraged and didn't care about their opinions anymore, so he was minding his own cooking.

As if she was showing off her skills, she cooked every dish very carefully.

After finishing, she greeted Sun Yipu symbolically.

After getting a negative answer, she waved her hand and asked those people to share the dishes.

Seeing everyone eating their beans contentedly, she finally felt some comfort in her heart.

Cooks certainly hope that their dishes will be liked and recognized by others, and Qinan is no exception.

She no longer cares whether this distinguished guest lady eats or not.

Now let him transform into Chef Feng and show off his power.

Qi Nan stayed from noon until dusk. When her hands could no longer lift the iron pot, she put down the kitchen utensils in her hands, came to the table and started eating by herself.

Let’s start with the crispy chicken, which is crispy and delicious.

Then eat a variety of fried skewers, sprinkled with her secret seasoning, spicy and spicy.

Finally, let’s have a bowl of 1 treasure porridge, which is enough to make you feel full for 8 minutes. You can also eat some fruits and nuts in the evening.

Anyway, my body has already suffered for her, so I can't let my mouth and stomach suffer anymore.

What a pity it would be if you didn’t eat some of the good food in this house! The eldest lady can be hungry if she wants to, as long as she does what she has to do.

In the afternoon, Qinan's mental endurance increased by another level. Now, no matter how many pairs of eyes are staring at her behind her, she can do her own thing.

Just like now, she was gnawing on the chicken drumsticks with one hand, her mouth was all greasy, and she looked totally imageless.

The other hand was holding a bowl of porridge and drinking heavily, making the sound of slurping porridge from time to time.

The surrounding maids and women were also stunned.

This……

Unexpectedly, Mr. Feng Jiu is not only good at cooking, but he is also so heroic when dining.

It should be said that it is simply too heroic.

"Miss, it's time to drink the medicine!"

"It's time so soon? I haven't had lunch yet!"

Sun Yipur felt that the words urging her to take the medicine were like a magic voice filling her ears.

This time passed too fast without even realizing it!

It got dark so quickly.

She couldn't help but be fascinated by Feng Jiu's eating appearance just now.

It's not because he looks so handsome, it's just that seeing him eating without any image makes him feel appetizing.

"The sun has already set. If Miss, I have to wait a little longer for this bowl of medicine, I'm afraid it will be late."

"Okay, let's put it aside for now. Isn't the time not here yet? Let's talk about it when it is." Sun Yiru looked at the bowl of medicine impatiently, but still couldn't help but turn to Qinan's side with his peripheral vision. Look away.

"Yes." The maid was a little overjoyed.

Today's young lady finally doesn't have to worry about taking medicine as before.

She knew that the lady always meant what she said. If she said she would drink it later, she would definitely drink it when the time came.