"Cousin, Sister Feng, we are exhausted and busy. It would be better for you two to hide under the tree in this hall and talk about love lightly, like glue."
Qian Manguan's voice of Sha Fengying floated out in the distance, forcing Wu Jingyu to straighten up, let go of Feng Qingzhuang's lips, and shot sharp arrow-like eyes towards Qian Manguan who was walking towards him.
"Qian Manguan, you damn boy, don't you know how to avoid it?" Wu Jingyu's handsome face showed a hint of displeasure, and he asked angrily.
"I have very important news to tell you. If you don't want to hear it, forget it, then I'm leaving." Qian Manguan smiled, not breaking the awkwardness of the kiss at all.
"It's best what you said is very important, otherwise I will never spare you." Wu Jingyu's eyes flashed with a cold light, looking at Qian Manguan's cold words, which revealed the ultimate threat.
"Cousin, don't you want to be so fierce? You glare at me so fiercely, I can't explain it," Qian Manguan said with a shuddering look on his face, not afraid of death.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Jingyu's face was covered with a dark cloud, and his eyes were full of anger. With a move of his wrist, the long black silk ribbon shook slightly and he pulled it towards Qian Manguan.
Qian Manguan's body fluttered, he stepped back and avoided, shouting, "Cousin, are you serious?"
"If you have something to say, speak up quickly. If you have something to say, hurry up and get out of here." Wu Jingyu's cold and stern voice floated out from his thin lips, which was frightening.
"I'm telling you, when I was returning to the palace just now, who do you think I saw?" Qian Manguan said quickly.
Feng Qingzhuang and Wu Jingyu looked up at him and signaled him to continue.
"Feng Yu, and Shangguan Xuanqing, these two are actually going to sign up for the Master of Cooking Competition in the next two days."
Hearing this, Feng Qingzhuang and Wu Jingyu both frowned.
"Damn, these two can stretch out their hands for clothes, open their mouths for food, and even have a maid to make the bed in advance to sleep. Can these guys know how to cook?" Wu Jingyu seriously doubted it.
"That's not the point. The point is why these two people signed up for this 'MasterChef Competition' to join in the fun?" Feng Qingzhuang frowned slightly, puzzled.
Suddenly, what came to mind? Feng Qingzhuang's eyes narrowed dangerously, her sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts and she looked at Qian Manguan, and she spoke in a voice as cold as ice.
"Qian Mansuan, you are responsible for the preliminary work of the Master of Chef Competition. Could it be that you did something to attract such two great gods?"
Qian Manguan's eyes flickered and he chuckled.
"Seeing that in three days, the Master of Chef Competition is about to begin, but I can count the number of people who have come to register for the competition on ten fingers. I am worried that with so few people participating, what if the little old man doesn't come?
I privately decided to add one more prize to the prize you proposed. Who knew that just after the announcement was posted today, two great gods, Feng Yu and Shangguan Xuanqing, were attracted?"
"Damn it, what kind of reward did you add to make the two of them sign up to compete in person without even caring about their identities? Tell me!" Feng Qingzhuang shouted sharply, and a bad feeling came out of her heart.
Qian Manguan did not answer immediately, but first stepped away to a safe distance, then opened his lips and said quickly
"The condition I added later is that the winner can ask for any condition from Princess Tianfeng."
As soon as he finished speaking, Smart Qian Slam didn't even wait for the two of them to attack, and directly performed Qing Kung Fu, applying oil on the soles of his feet, and he slipped away faster than Xiao Jinzi.
"Damn Money Slam, I'm going to kill you"
The furious Wu Jingyu let out a roar full of murderous intent, which made Qian Manguan, who fled far away, couldn't help but tremble and muttered something.
"It seems that the young master should stay away from the limelight these days and wait until the Master of Chef competition is over before he shows up again."
"Don't be angry. Everyone has run away. It's useless for you to scold me. I can guarantee that before the Master of Chef competition is over, the guy who caused trouble Qian Slam will definitely find a place to hide."
Hai Tang Dian, Feng Qingzhuang guessed right
"When he shows up, I will never spare him. However, now I have more important things to do, so I won't be able to accompany you these two days." Wu Jingyu said with reluctance in his eyes.
"The jade auction in Qunying Pavilion will end tomorrow. What will you be busy with these two days?" Feng Qingzhuang was extremely confused and asked with her lips parted.
"I'm worried, what if that fox is a real person and doesn't show his face? What if he really loses the Master of Cooking competition and proposes to marry you in public? Just in case, I decided to practice my cooking skills in seclusion for two days.
Sign up for the Master of Cooking Competition and defeat Feng Hu," Wu Jingyu said firmly.
"It's over, it's over. I spent several months carefully planning the Master of Cooking competition. Now the people who should be invited have not shown up. There are more and more people who shouldn't show up to join in the fun." Feng Qingzhuang covered her forehead and said
"Zhuang'er, don't worry, I will definitely win the Master of Cooking competition and become the final winner. Let me give you some encouragement first."
Thinking of being separated for two days, Wu Jingyu was reluctant to leave. He leaned slightly and quickly took her alluring red lips into his mouth. His fiery tongue stretched out and penetrated into her mouth. He did not tire of it, wantonly and wildly.
Sweeping and stirring, she reluctantly let go only when she couldn't breathe anymore
"I'm leaving" a low and hoarse voice floated out full of emotion
The warm spring breeze blows the green leaves on the trees, and the breath of spring is approaching
Feng Qingzhuang had no intention of looking at the plan in her hand. She got up and walked in the Haitang Forest. Thinking of Wu Jingyu's words, just in case, she walked out of the Haitang Forest and walked quickly towards the imperial dining room of the palace.
The next day, at the jade auction in Qunying Pavilion, Wu Jingyu, who was busy working in the kitchen, was absent. Feng Qingzhuang had also been busy in the imperial kitchen preparing dishes for the past two days.
Unknowingly, time flies by so fast. Today is already the tenth day of March, the day of the Master of Chef Competition.
Early in the morning, Feng Qingzhuang took one of the royal chefs in the palace and several palace servants, took the prepared ingredients, left the palace in a carriage, and went straight to the 'Sihai Yipin' restaurant in the southern district of Qijing City.
This restaurant was built a few months ago, and it was one of Feng Qingzhuang's plans. The original plan was that if the winner was the winner, they would spend a lot of money to hire the winner as the "Four Seas Yipin" chef. However, with the addition of Feng Yu and Shangguan Xuanqing,
, plus Wu Jingyu, who has not shown up for a few days, her plan may come to nothing.
The spacious lobby is divided into two areas by wooden railings as high as half a person. The first area is equipped with tables and chairs, which are specially provided for those who come to watch the Master of Chef competition. The other area is equipped with tables and chairs.
The stove is where contestants show off their cooking skills
The high platform in the middle, which was originally intended to be a performance stage, has now become the judges' seat.