This woman was truly vicious; on the surface she was pleading for reconciliation, but in truth, she was silently setting a deadly trap.
Her intention to kill wasn’t gone yet!
There would be a need to constantly keep up her vigilance, she must never adopt a lazy attitude. Or else, she would really fall into the schemes set by her enemies and lose everything.
Huan Qing Yan silently reminded herself as she removed the gloves she was wearing.
After taking a detailed look, there was indeed some powder-like substance on the gloves; the powder was the same color as the gloves and was very fine, and it could never be discovered without a detailed look.
Earlier on, Huan Meng Yue had held her hand for quite some time, so she estimated that just removing the gloves would not be enough. Therefore, Huan Qing Yan summoned the well water from her dimension and cleansed her hands with it as well.
Only after using the ancient bowl to inspect her hands again and confirming that there was no more residual poison, did she resume her cooking preparations.
The spirit food ingredients that she used had also been soaked in the well water once, who would know if Huan Meng Yue had also added poison on the ingredients when she was not noticing.
She used the ancient bowl to check everything once, only feeling assured when she confirmed that everything was fine.
As she looked towards the highest point of the platform, the emperor, Bai Jing Hua, was seated there; although fat, his smile possessed the feeling of absolute authority.
Not far from him, within the guest seating area was a charming and radiant Ji Mo Ya who was wearing white robes. He looked at Huan Qing Yan’s direction, and Huan Qing Yan gave him an OK sign.
This led Ji Mo Ya to lightly smile that caused his radiance to increase, attracting the gazes of more than half of the people who were present in the public square.
The princes were split into two rows and seated on the left and right below the emperor’s level. Huan Qing Yan felt a hot gaze coming from the princes’ seating area…
It was Bai Chen Feng.
‘D*mn, Bai Chen Feng, is it time for you to eat medicine? What are you staring at this elder sister for!’
The wives and concubines were seated not far away from the emperor’s position.
Every direction of the public square was surrounded by people, they were mostly the nobles and officials of Hanging Cloud Empire while some of them were also guests from foreign countries.
The emperor lightly coughed, causing the bustling crowd to instantly quiet down.
“Today, this emperor has nothing much to say, you are all elite spirit chefs of our kingdom, and the empire’s glory and development in the future will be on the shoulders of elites like you. This emperor will be looking forward to finding out who will become our top three winners of this year’s Spirit Chef Festival! I hope everyone will use everything you have; the competition begins now!”
The chief supervisor, an elder Imperial Chef, walked up the platform. After announcing the matters that require attention, he took out a huge hourglass and placed it on top of the platform, “You have two hours, begin!”
Every participating spirit chef began to make their moves, starting up their cooking fires and getting busy.
Two hours was not a lot of time, some of them were planning to create rather complex dishes, this would require them to half-cook more than half of the ingredients during the preparation phase.
Huan Qing Yan did not need to do so, her Pineapple Prawn Balls was a very simple dish.
After removing the prawn line from the large prawns, she lightly sliced the underbelly of the prawns before turning the belly outwards forming a circular shape; she coated the inverted prawns with starch before placing them into a wok of boiling oil until they were eighty percent cooked. Only when the exterior of the prawn balls turn golden did she take them out. She cut the pineapple into half and dug out its center before cutting the pineapple meat taken out into dice shapes.
After draining the wok till only a small layer of oil remained, she added seasonings such as tomato sauce, sugar, vinegar, Huan Clan’s Aged Soup etc. until the seasonings were fried into a powdery state; before adding in the fried prawns and pineapples, she added more soup stock before mixing everything together evenly…
And the dish is ready!
The whole process took no more than twenty minutes.
Huan Qing Yan lifted the dish to smell, what welcomed her was a pure thick and sweet aroma.
She looked at her surroundings for a while, most of the participants were just getting ready to cook, some were even still nervously preparing their food ingredients.
She did not choose to wait, with the Pineapple Prawn Balls in her hand, she immediately walked towards the elderly Imperial Chef who was in front of the platform.
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