224 Revenge, there is no free lunch in the world

Ahem, this is what happened after returning. Feng Qingchen couldn’t go back yet. Under the stunned, admiring and respectful eyes of Wang Qi, Xie San, Su Wenqing and others, Feng Qingchen sewed the body back together.

If you don't look at the line in the middle, you would never be able to tell that this body was torn into pieces by Feng Qingchen.

"I didn't expect that your needlework is so good, Qingchen." Wang Qi stepped forward, looked at the sutures with fine stitches, and gave a thumbs up.

From then on, Feng Qingchen's husband became happy, having a wife who was good at sewing and having new clothes to wear every day.

Feng Qingchen snorted in annoyance.

Wang Qi was hitting her because she couldn't even sew a button.

"You came here in a carriage, right? Wait, can someone give me a ride? I'm too tired to walk." Feng Qingchen took off his bloody gloves and outer robe and said bluntly.

"Oh, I forgot I had an appointment with a friend. Let Xie San take you there." Wang Qi ran away immediately after hearing that. Qingchen was too fierce today. He was still scared and didn't dare to ride in the same car with Qingchen for the time being. He was afraid that if he got too close, he could smell the blood on Qingchen's body.

"Wenhang and I are going to inspect the shops, so we'll leave first." Su Wenqing picked up Su Wenhang and covered his mouth to prevent him from speaking.

The reason is the same as Wang Qi’s.

When he saw Feng Qingchen, he thought of the corpse that was torn into pieces by Feng Qingchen. He had not yet recovered from the shock. Today's scene was too bloody. He probably wouldn't dare to eat meat for a long time.

Feng Qingchen frowned. Is she that scary? It's just an autopsy.

"I'm riding a horse. I have something to discuss with Lord Wei. Catching the murderer is important." Zhai Dongming floated away calmly.

Xie San stood there, Feng Qingchen asked: "What about you? Is there anything wrong?"

"I, I..." Xie San was so depressed that he almost cried. He hesitated for a long time, then suddenly he said, "I have to go to the bathroom. I won't leave for the time being."

"Ahhh, where is the toilet..." Xie San ran as if there was a ghost chasing him.

Everyone left, leaving only Sun Zhengdao: "I would like to see you off, but I walked here myself. Doctor Feng, I can't help you."

The smell of blood on Feng Qingchen's body was too strong. Although he was a doctor and was not afraid of the bloody scene, he did not like the smell of blood. It was too bad.

"Okay, very good. You guys can get away fast by yourself. I've made note of it." Feng Qingchen gritted his teeth in anger. He walked back to the Feng Mansion carrying the medicine box. Before he had time to change his clothes, Madam Xie II came up with a problem.

Feng Qingchen hurried to deal with it, and then went to check on Mrs. Sun. It was already evening, and Feng Qingchen missed lunch again.

The next day, after checking the ward, Feng Qingchen had a good sleep and went out to inquire about Zhou Xing's news, but there was no news.

No news is good news, at least Zhou Xing is not dead.

After returning home, Feng Qingchen saw that all the things she had asked Sister Tie to buy were there, so she immediately asked Sun Sixing to invite Zhai Dongming, Wang Qi, Xie San, Su Wenqing and Sun Zhengdao, saying that she was treating them and invited them to dinner.

When the five people heard that Feng Qingchen wanted to treat them, they came anyway even though they didn't know the reason. Xie San, Wang Qi and Su Wenqing were nervous, fearing that Feng Qingchen would settle the score for yesterday. However, Feng Qingchen smiled like a flower and didn't mention anything about yesterday. She only asked about the progress of the case.

"You can have a good taste today. These dishes are all made by me. I specially asked a chef to give advice. This is Eight Treasure Duck, this is Beggar's Chicken, this is Braised Crucian Carp, this is Steamed Sea Bass, this is Yellow Sandwich, this is Turtle, this is Donkey Meat, this is Beef, this is Bear Paw, and this is Quail." Feng Qingchen introduced a few recognizable dishes and said nothing about the others. In short, the table was full of meat dishes that looked great and made people salivate with the smell.

Feng Qingchen basically found all edible meats that flew in the sky, ran on the ground, and swam in the water, except pork.

"I didn't realize that you, Feng Qingchen, have the potential to be a good wife and mother." Zhai Dongming thought that he had nothing to do yesterday, so he was not stressed at all.

"When you live alone, you have to learn to do things for yourself." Feng Qingchen was talking about the modern times, but the people present thought of Feng Qingchen's previous situation. The atmosphere suddenly became cold, and they also forgot about what happened yesterday.

Feng Qingchen chuckled: "Okay, it's all in the past. I'm alive and well now. I always trouble you. Today I made this table of dishes as a thank you for your care. You can eat as much as you want, especially this soup. I cooked it for an entire afternoon."

Feng Qingchen entertained everyone warmly and served everyone a bowl of the boiled soup, and of course he drank it himself.

"It tastes good. I can't believe your cooking skills are no worse than those of a master chef."

These people all have a life of luxury at home. They are not interested in the food on Feng Qingchen's table. What they value is Feng Qingchen's thoughtfulness and the relaxed atmosphere of eating at Feng's house.

The Feng family has no habit of not talking while eating. Although Feng Qingchen's eating manners are quite elegant, she is definitely not a lady from a noble family. Due to her profession, Feng Qingchen eats very quickly.

After all, whether in a hospital or on the battlefield, no one knows what will happen in the next second, so if there is food, you have to eat it quickly. When will the next meal be or whether there will be food is still a question.

Influenced by Feng Qingchen's "rough" way of eating, everyone ate with their heart's content. The bowl of soup in particular was the most popular and everyone drank it to their heart's content.

"This soup is so delicious. What did Feng Qingchen use to make this soup? I'll ask my chef to teach me someday." Zhai Dongming drank the last drop of soup, still feeling unsatisfied.

Now comes the point. Feng Qingchen's smile becomes more cheerful: "It's OK if the prince likes to drink it. As for what it's made of, you'd better not ask."

"You're so stingy. You keep even a bowl of soup a secret. I don't run a restaurant, so you can rest assured that I won't leak your secret recipe to others." The less Feng Qingchen said, the more Zhai Dongming wanted to know.

"But..." Feng Qingchen looked embarrassed.

"What's there to worry about? Just tell me." Zhai Dongming said carelessly, and Wang Qi and Su Wenqing also agreed with a smile.

(5) Today’s soup is particularly delicious, several times better than any soup they have had before. Now that they know what it is made of, they can make it at home every day.

"Okay, since you sincerely want to know, I will tell you reluctantly." Feng Qingchen suppressed his smile and said seriously.

"There's nothing special about this soup. In fact, it's made from parts of the pig."

"Pig? Which part of the pig can make such a delicious soup?" Su Wenqing owns a restaurant business and is quite knowledgeable about food. However, he has never heard of which part of the pig can make such a delicious soup.

"Pig brain!" Feng Qingchen said heavily.

"What?" Zhai Dongming was the first to jump up.

"vomit……"

Su Wenqing, Wang Qi and Xie San hugged the pillar and started vomiting.

"It's pig brain. Didn't you see it yesterday? Human brain is similar to pig brain. It's a white lump after washing. What you just said was delicious is pig brain. Wash the living pig, tie it up, and directly knock open its head to ensure the freshness and deliciousness of the pig brain." Feng Qingchen explained seriously.

"Pig brains, Feng Qingchen, you actually gave us pig brains to eat, Feng Qingchen, I hate you!"

vomit……

Wang Qi vomited so hard that the whole day was dark. The more delicious the food Feng Qingchen cooked today, the harder they vomited.

Originally, Zhai Dongming and Sun Zhengdao could still hold back, but after hearing Feng Qingchen's explanation, they could no longer control themselves and vomited violently while hugging the pillar. The bloody scene from yesterday once again appeared in their minds.

Very good, she is complete, that’s what we want!

"Sixing, keep an eye on them. When they come back to their senses, remember to remind them to send someone to clean up." Feng Qingchen lifted her skirt, hummed a little tune, and went to inspect the disease prevention area happily.

I smile triumphantly, I smile triumphantly!

Nine Princes Palace

Hearing what happened in Feng Mansion, Dong Lingjiu smiled in the darkness without even realizing it: "As expected, you will take revenge for every grievance you have incurred. It seems that you have treated me well. If so, I don't have to worry. You will suffer a loss at the racecourse tomorrow!"