Chu Qiao didn't expect that Lan Hui would do such a dirty trick. Knowing that her leg was seriously injured, she just let Chu Qiao break that leg. Fortunately, there were many people here and all their eyes were watching, otherwise this bitch would definitely
He would come up and step on her hard, leaving her completely disabled.
"You are so despicable."
Chu Qiao was filled with hatred. She supported the ground with both arms, but she couldn't get up and fell to the ground again. Her legs were aching for a while, fearing that the newly healed wound would be torn open again.
"You call me mean?"
Lan Hui sneered, leaned down, and lowered her voice and said: "This is the palace. Without despicability, there is no survival. Li Chunxiang, I was told that I didn't warn you. If you withdraw from the competition now, I can still ask the empress to leave you a note."
Survive, if you dare to continue the competition, I will make you look good."
The threat of nakedness made Lan Hui's eyes filled with murderous intent.
Chu Qiao looked into these eyes. Originally, when she saw the man appearing here, she planned to give up the game and take this opportunity to beg him to let her enter the imperial dining room. But now, an inexplicable fire rose in her heart.
Even if she misses this opportunity today, she must persist and show Lan Hui that Miss Chu Fourth is not someone to be bullied.
Chu Qiao pursed her lips, then suddenly sneered and said:
"Then I want to see how you prevented me from participating in this assessment in front of so many people."
After saying that, Chu Qiao grabbed the stool with all her strength and climbed up, but one of her legs could no longer move and her jaw was still aching.
Not to mention how ugly Lan Hui's face was. Yesterday, she repeatedly assured in front of Empress Hui that Li Chunxiang, whom Empress Zhaoyi of Jingren Palace placed in the imperial dining room, was a waste and could only read one idle book every day.
They were chattering with a few water-carrying eunuchs, and they couldn't even sweep the floor, let alone the royal meal.
After hearing Lan Hui's words, Concubine Hui felt relieved and praised Lan Hui for her ability.
But what about now? Not only is Li Chunxiang not a waste, she has also passed two levels of the selection competition. How can she not be anxious? If the empress finds out, how will she explain it?
Seeing Chu Qiao stand up, Lan Hui's nose almost became crooked.
"Have you thought clearly? Li Chunxiang?"
"What I hate most in my life is when someone threatens me. Lan Hui, if you are really that capable, don't cheat!"
Chu Qiao's words caused Lan Hui's sinister eyes to be distracted for an instant. She looked around nervously, fearing that someone might hear Chu Qiao's words. When she found that the people around her were busy, she uneasily closed her eyes and lowered her head.
A voice warned Chu Qiao.
"If you dare to talk nonsense, be careful someone cuts your tongue."
Seeing that Lan Hui was scared, Chu Qiao couldn't help but laugh.
"If you come to bother me again, I'm really afraid that I will lose control and risk my life to expose you. By the way, I forgot to tell you. I have been a famous disaster star since I was a child. Whoever gets close to me will be unlucky.
,hehe."
Chu Qiao smiled again, but maybe some tendon in her thigh was affected, causing a heartbreaking pain that made her hold her breath and stop talking.
Lan Hui gasped and her fists were about to break.
In the venue, in an inconspicuous place, the man in brocade and blue clothes was still sitting steadily, but Liu Zhang seemed a little restless. He stared at Chu Qiao who had fallen and struggled to get up, leaned down and whispered.
ask.
"Sir, do you need us to go up and help her?"
"Need not!"
The man stretched out his hand coldly, signaling Liu Zhang to calm down. Liu Zhang could only stand back to his original position and stopped talking, but his feet kept moving, and he looked a little irritable and restless.
The man's eyes were still dull, his back was straight, and his brows were furrowed. He looked at the woman in plain clothes attentively in the venue. He didn't look away for a long time. She seemed to have spent a lot of effort to stand up, and she didn't dare to touch the ground with one foot.
, hopping and walking, walked a certain distance, and did not forget to turn back to the palace maid who tripped her and stretched out her little finger to gesture. The finger pointed downwards. What it meant was already obvious.
Suddenly, he smiled.
This smile was very natural, making his facial features more handsome and elegant.
After the two rounds of competition, there were only more than a hundred people participating in the selection competition left in the venue. Everyone was very nervous. They were lucky to pass the first two levels. This third level should not be so easy to pass.
Soon, the third round of the selection contest began, and the eunuch in charge walked over with a swaying step and shouted loudly.
"Selection plug, the third question, product!"
Taste seems to be the same as tasting, but it is different from tasting.
Most people think that only by "seeing a lot and eating a lot" can one cultivate the ability to appreciate food. In fact, this is not true. Taste requires understanding, which cannot be achieved by just accumulating time and food. A tricky tongue is a royal chef.
Necessary conditions for becoming a god.
Chu Qiao stretched out her tongue and then retracted it. She didn't know if her tongue would work. She could eat anything, so she didn't have much confidence in this level.
You can do it, Chu Qiao, the palace royal cuisine book says it all depends on taste.
The presiding eunuch introduced the rules of this level.
"There is a plate of royal meal in front of you. There is a missing ingredient in it. I want you to identify it. Of course, this seasoning is not limited to the usual seasoning ingredients. Now, take a bite, taste it, and write down the ingredients that make this royal meal full of flavor.
What is it? Then write it on the paper, take a step back, and wait for inspection!"
These words made Chu Qiao's ears feel raw. She dragged her painful legs and struggled to walk up. Many people in the venue looked at her miserable appearance, and some people thought she was lame.
I opened the lid and found that it was a can of "Jar Chicken".
Chu Qiao swallowed her saliva. She felt a little hungry now. She took a spoonful of soup and drank it. It was okay. She took another sip. It tasted good. She tasted it and blinked. It was really good.
Don't know what's missing.
Closing her eyes, Chu Qiao thought, if she gave up the idea of finding out what seasoning is missing in this jar of chicken, and simply thought, what if we add something more? Would it taste better? Is this the answer to this question?
She took a bite of the chicken and found it was slightly chewy.
It seems that this chicken in a jar is pretty good when you are hungry, but one important thing missing from the tasting is wine, so the meat has some texture. This kind of wine is very common, it is cooking wine, but other than that
, if I add some scallops...
Chu Qiao picked up the pen without hesitation. Now that she thought about it, this question was not difficult at all. But when she put down the pen, she hesitated. The eunuch in charge just now made it very clear that there was no need for condiments.
If there are not two kinds, what should I do?
Should she write one type? Or two types? If she is wrong, after this round, Chu Qiao will go back and pick up the broom and sweep the floor obediently.