The Crazy Queen Of Magic Kitchen
Why are You Crying...?
The little bun touched his fat belly, his face flushed red, "Sister, I feel so hot in my body!"
Not only did he feel this way, Feng Qian also fanned her sleeves violently, feeling warm air flowing down her body. After a while, his limbs were full of strength, and he was full of energy!
Ding——Five fried rice plates with eggs, 10 physical, 10 combat power!
The line of text above flashed quickly in his mind, Feng Qian was overjoyed, haha, so cool!
This is a rhythm that can be promoted by cooking food and eating it!
He loved the Lingcuo system so much that it was made especially for his super food lovers!
Adding to the fact that he ate Xuanyuan Che noodles before and gained a physical 3 and combat strength of 3, his current physical index and his combat strength index were 13 and 13, respectively, that was 87 points away from being promoted to the first spirit level martial artist.
"Huh? Am I not a first-class cook? It makes sense that a dish can only increase its index by 1 point, why now increase by 2 points?"
[The level of the dish is determined by various factors, such as the level of spiritual ingredients and kitchen utensils, the purity of the fire, and the cooking skills and strength of the kitchen itself will affect the final quality of the dish! Generally speaking, the first-rate spiritual cook in this world can only make first-rate spiritual dishes and cannot jump, either, but the first-rate spiritual cooks cultivated by the system had various advantages and could extract the essence of spiritual matter to its fullest. So it is not surprising to make a leap dish. If you can find a high-quality fire, it is very possible to make a third-rate spiritual dish at the level of a first-rate spiritual cook! ]
"So so!"
[Master, your points have reached ten points, you can take the lottery! Do you want to start the lottery now? ]
"You!"
[Lotre starts! ]
A colorful disc appeared before Feng Qian's eyes, and spun around quickly...
Feng Qian looked at the disk nervously, not knowing what reward he was going to take, her palms were slightly sweaty.
Ding-get two drops of Baicao Liquid! (Remarks: Can cure all diseases)
Two small white porcelain bottles were automatically placed in the same storage compartment, Feng Qian was surprised, Baicaoye? Can it cure all diseases? Is it really magical?
Just as she was ready to study and study, the corners of her clothes were suddenly torn apart, and when she looked down, she saw a small bun with her small face facing up, looking up, looking at him with squishy eyes, and saying gently, "Sister, I want to eat again!"
Feng Qian glanced at her bulging stomach, shook her head and said, "You can't eat anymore, you'll actually become a little bun if you eat it again."
Xiao Baozi's mouth was flat, and there were tears in his eyes:
"Listen to Xinggu and Luofeng that every year when they celebrate a birthday, their mother will cook it with their own hands. Today was Ye'er's birthday, but Ye'er's mother never made Ye'er a good meal. They were right, Ye'er was a poor boy whom he had not expected..."
Feng Qian was surprised, and confused:
"Why are you crying? No crying! Tell your sister who your mother is, and your sister will help you teach her!"
Tears of Little Bread dripped, and her cries grew even more sad.
“Poor child! Your brother's heart is hurting because this little brother is crying!”
Feng Qian placed the little bun on her arm and patted it comfortably:
“If you let me see your mother, I will beat her hard for you. Just wait, I've never seen a cruel mother like her!" (Author: You are the Mother, the Queen)
At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps and a voice from outside the door:
"How does the door of the Imperial Dining Room open? Come in and see!"
Hearing that voice, Feng Qian and Xiao Baozi looked at each other.
"Ups!"
"Ups!"
Gathering the pot and spoon, picking up the little bun, Feng Qian quickly ran away from the place.
While entering the Imperial Dining Room, Feng Qian observed the escape route, so she avoided the people in the Imperial Dining Room smoothly and fled.
Passing through the paths of the palace, was the imperial garden, where rocks and forests were scattered and suitable for hiding, so Feng Qian stopped.
Just about to put down the little bun, a loud shout came from behind, and he remained in place.
“How dare you kidnap the Crown Prince in broad daylight?”
It was Xuanyuan Che's voice!
Feng Qian looked into his eyes wide, and could not believe it: "Prince?"
Could it be that the little bun in his hand was actually the prince in the palace? That is... Namely, his son and King Xuanyuan Che?
He forgot that Feng Qian also had a son ... A drop of cold sweat fell on his forehead!
She still scolded Xiao Baozi's mother for being too cruel, she had never seen such an incompetent mother, but she didn't know if the person she was scolding, wasn't anyone else, but himself? !
It's too bloody, right?
He really can't laugh or cry.
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