Chapter 490

Half an hour is indeed too long. From the thought of doing it well, Feng Qingge only took half the time. She used a delicate small plate to bring out the prepared four dishes, and she was the only one who carried the dishes to the wind.

This...is it really possible? Feng Ni was also asking himself, lifted the lid and looked at the dishes on the plate, he couldn't help taking a breath, "Scrambled egg yolks, boiled egg whites with lettuce, scrambled egg whites, a bowl floats Eggshell soup..." This, can I eat it?

The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, but Feng Ni did not dare to scold the disciple of this master chef in front of so many people, but this dish really looked too ordinary. He thought that Feng Qingge would produce some earth-shattering dishes, but as a result, the ordinary can no longer be ordinary, which is really disappointing.

"Three dishes and one soup, a total of four dishes, I have finished." Feng Qingge said with a smile: "The dishes I made are indeed very simple, but they are not scrambled egg yolks and egg whites, you can hear clearly. I In this order, I will read it to you."

Pointing to the first dish, Feng Qingge laughed softly: "Two oriole sings on the green willows, and a group of egrets ascends to the sky. The window contains the Qianqiu snow on the Xiling Mountains, and the door is anchored to the Eastern Wu Wanli boat."

When the last word fell, everyone's heart thumped fiercely, only to see the first dish, the two egg yolks were completely in the plate, and I don't know how Feng Qingge did it. The shape of the egg yolk was actually made into the shape of an oriole. In the second sentence, there is a row of boiled egg whites on the lettuce leaves, which is so opposite to this verse. The fried egg whites are piled together, just like the snowflakes on the Xiling Snow Mountain, and the last bowl of soup is not the lake, the floating eggshells are like ships.

Really, it's true! With two eggs and a piece of lettuce leaf, it was actually made, and this poem fits so well with the dish, which is really eye-opening!

"Feng Er Shui, you've done a great job!" Helanbo jumped up, rushed in first, and looked at the ordinary dish. Although he had no appetite, he admired Feng Qingge incomparably. Awesome, as expected of him!

Feng Ni didn't think that Feng Qingge really did it. Suddenly, he thought of Sect Master Baili. He finally knew why he asked this question. The Sect Master of Emotions knew that the person in front of him would definitely be able to do it, so he set up such a question. , it's all for Feng Qingge's sake!

"Okay, only Feng Er Shui passed the culinary bonus competition, full marks!" He threw away the scroll in his hand, and Feng Ni slapped He Lanbo's butt with a slap.

The slap was so powerful that Helanbo clutched his ass and screamed, "Why are you spanking my ass!"

"Nonsense, if you don't let me pat Ergou's butt, I can't possibly pat my own." Feng Ni laughed and hugged Feng Qingge.

It's just that the indifferent figure stood in front, and the icy voice stopped Feng Ni's next move, "I am not convinced by Xue Mo, and it is too easy to decide the full score based on the verse alone. The test of cooking is the taste. , the name is only second, before I have tasted the taste, it is a bit too much to rashly decide on a full score."

Even if Baili wanted to favor her, he wouldn't be so favored!

"You can't eat grapes and say the grapes are sour. This question tests your ability to write poetry. You don't even know the purpose of the question, so what else is there to test." Glancing at Xue Mo, Feng Ni said angrily: "You He's not a chef, he's talking about three farts!"

"Fart, he's not a chef, we are, if you don't look at the craftsmanship, what is the chef's bonus game, we can just be included in the literary test!"

"That's right, you have to give us an explanation anyway!"

"Yes, Chaoyang Sect was too biased this time, to give full marks and not taste it, this is clearly an insult to the chef!"

The noisy voice was raised again, Feng Qingge only felt that one head and two were big, no wonder these people's cooking skills can only stay at this level, even the master Baili didn't know what he wanted to test, how could he answer the question correctly , bonus points for success. Something so easy to understand becomes so difficult for them.

Before Feng Qingge could react, the vegetable leaves in the crowd were thrown directly and hit Feng Qingge's head.

Okay, so you can get shot.

Feng Qingge can be considered to have conquered Feng Ni and He Lanbo who were standing in front of her. She could have avoided it, but she didn't expect to be pushed away by these two people. Has a faint odor. Fortunately, it wasn't the poison thrown, otherwise she would be lying here now.

"Huh?" A long nasal voice came from the crowd, and the indifferent voice was like a tranquilizer, instantly making the audience quiet.

The light blue figure slowly appeared, he was like a walk, his pace was slow, like the king of beasts patrolling his territory, so calm, but in the blink of an eye, he had passed through the crowd and arrived at Fengqing. in front of the song. Before the people around could react, they had already met those deep black eyes.

Like the stars in the dark night, so dazzling, with irresistible power, pulling them, just one look can completely shock them. A shallow smile hangs on the corner of his mouth, which is better than the spring breeze in March, and his heart is extremely warm. The long hair on his shoulders danced in the wind, and he seemed to be in the painting, cold, quiet, and indifferent.

Just in an instant, it grabbed everyone's heart. But he raised his hand, gently took the vegetable leaf on Feng Qingge's head, and asked softly, "Is it hurt?"

Gentle as the wind, heart-pounding.

As if something had sprouted in his heart, Feng Qingge felt the warmth of that piece, but was reluctant to open his mouth to break the warmth.

"Who are you?" Even though that smile captivated everyone, Xue Mo was unmoved. As soon as he opened his mouth, all the warmth seemed to be sealed by ice, as if it was just waking up from a dream, and everyone was dissatisfied with Xue Mo.

Feng Qingge froze all over, immediately saw the person in front of her clearly, quickly pulled away, and said with a smile, "Master Ye Hua, why are you here? I asked Feng Ni just now, and he said that there are no Ye Hua disciples. You came out just in time, the wind is against..."

"Are you a disciple of the sect? Why haven't I seen it before?" Dragging his chin with one hand, Feng Ni couldn't help frowning, and for a long time he didn't remember who such a handsome mentor was. He knew almost all the mentors of the entire sect master, how could a person with such a good-looking appearance suddenly appear, but he didn't know it?

Gu Can, who was standing in the crowd, was frightened by this, his old face shook violently, and he walked out quickly, cupping his hands, "Sect Master Baili, why did you come out?"