In the kitchen, Lin Xian'er is in charge of cooking, with Huan Xin and Yan'er serving as assistants.
This is enough to save face.
Actually, Lin Xianer's cooking skills are really not that good, but that can't stop her assistant from being very good.
For example, let Huanxin be responsible for frying and Yan'er be responsible for cutting.
A real chef will never do it himself, he will just direct from the side.
Well, it’s not that she didn’t do anything, at least she would put in the seasonings and so on, and she would pour them in under the assistant’s “suggestion”.
This is why Gu Yun knew it was his mother cooking as soon as he heard it.
"Mom, it's okay, I'm actually cooking today!"
As soon as he entered the kitchen, Gu Yun joked.
"Go on, it's none of your business, just watch from the sidelines."
Gu Yun laughed and was about to say a few more words, but found that Feng Mingming walked directly to the side and started to help.
"Miss, please don't do anything, I'll do it!"
"That's right. Obviously, you can't do this kind of thing, let's do it!"
Except for Yan'er, no one knows that Feng Mingming has good cooking skills.
When Lin Xianer went to try to dissuade her, she saw the knife flying in her hand and flying on the chopping board. Lin Xianer was dumbfounded.
Gu Yun on the side stood there, stunned.
"I learned all my cooking skills from my lady, so there's nothing surprising about it."
Yan'er took two steps back and began to explain.
Actually, she felt a little unhappy.
I have been with my young lady for so long, and I have never seen her cook with her own hands a few times.
But now, being so active, even trying to persuade me is useless.
At first Huanxin would help a few times.
But as Feng Mingming's skills became faster and faster, she found that she couldn't keep up, so she could only watch from the sidelines, feeling anxious and helpless.
Lin Xianer's eyes were strange, and the more she looked at her future daughter-in-law, the more she fell in love with her.
"Mingming, who did you learn your cooking skills from?"
As a woman, if she has such good cooking skills and good conditions, which man can escape her grasp?
"I discovered this on my own, and I have liked eating it since I was a child!"
Feng Mingming explained with a smile while taking action.
But no one believed this.
If you can practice this by yourself, then what's the use of having a master?
"Obviously, when I have time in the future, I will learn how to cook with you!"
Thinking of this, Lin Xianer started to feel Xiao Jiujiu in her heart.
She felt that if she also had such good cooking skills, her husband would like her even more.
Well, if you want to catch a man, you first have to catch his stomach.
My son is very lucky, and now he is caught by Feng Mingming.
You can tell just by looking at the way he keeps swallowing saliva.
At this time, outside the courtyard, Junwei stretched his head and looked into the kitchen, not to mention how uncomfortable he felt.
When his daughter is busy in the kitchen, he doesn't have any objections.
But when he saw that Feng Mingming was cooking now, he felt bad. If it weren't for the situation, he would have gone and said it now.
There is no other way. Even His Majesty dare not say a few words to this little daughter. As a minister, what qualifications do you have?
"Okay, don't look at it. Miss Mingming is like this every day. She takes good care of my son. Just get used to it."
Gu Shu on the side was particularly proud and in a very good mood.
Drinking tea feels much better than drinking alcohol.
Jun Wei turned around and glared at Gu Shu fiercely.
"The little princess has never done anything like a servant since she was a child. I sent my daughter to her to be a maid. You should be able to imagine her status in our dynasty.
You'd better let her help you cook, Gu Shu, you're seeking death!"
Gu Shu chuckled: "I'm just trying to die, what can you do?
If you have the guts, say this in front of your face.
Or go tell your Majesty and see what happens."
Junwei: "..."
He didn't dare to do this. The situation was unclear now. What if he told His Majesty the matter?
With your Majesty's temper, you will definitely send a large army.
If this wayward little princess is offended, she will be so cruel that she will even beat her own people.
Who is the opponent?
How will your daughter handle herself when the time comes?
Maybe Feng Mingming gave the order and his daughter even beat herself.
He couldn't fight and couldn't fight, and he couldn't talk about it. What could he do now?
I can only pretend that I don't see anything, it depends on the situation.
Soon, the food started to be served.
Seeing Yan'er serving food to him, Junwei nodded and accepted it.
But when he saw Feng Mingming personally carrying the dishes to the table, he was no longer calm.
He suddenly stood up from his seat.
"Hey, I'm telling you, Marshal Jun, what you're doing is wrong.
A family banquet is just a family banquet, do you want it to be so grand?"
The king was extremely majestic and glared at Gu Shu, who was enjoying the show.
But at this time, Feng Mingming suddenly glanced at him.
With just one glance, his temper disappeared and he immediately sat down honestly.
The majesty of the king is fearless, and even the emperor of Cangye dares to criticize him if he does something wrong.
But he is afraid of a few people.
One is my daughter-in-law, and the other is my daughter.
The reason why he is afraid of his daughter is entirely because of Feng Mingming.
It's fine now. With Feng Mingming's look, if she dared not to listen, she could almost imagine what would happen next.
Feng Mingming would not say one more word, and then Yan'er would take action against him.
What can the Grandmaster do? He can't even take a sword in front of his daughter.
It's so shameful, I'm not a father anymore.
"This is right!
I said, Laojun, today we have a family dinner here.
You won't go home until you're drunk, Yun'er, sit down and drink together.
That's obvious, didn't you get those peanuts some time ago?
It goes well with wine, let’s go and cook two more dishes!”
This is what Gushu ordered. Uncle can bear this situation, but aunt cannot bear it.
Jun Wei was about to stand up and say a few words.
But he found that Feng Mingming suddenly laughed, nodded towards Gu Shu, and saluted.
"I know, uncle, I'm going to cook you two dishes to go with the wine right now."
Jun Wei was stunned on the spot and stretched out half of his hand. It was neither a curse nor a release.
Ancient art is very proud.
In front of your old rival, everyone in your family listens to you. If you don't experience this feeling yourself, you don't know what it feels like.
"Peanuts, haven't you eaten them yet?
I don’t know where I got it, but it’s quite delicious, especially after it’s fried and served with wine.
By the way, we have also planted some in the fields at the entrance of the village. When the harvest is good, I will send some to you, brother."
Beside, Gu Yun sat down.
He is not as impolite as Gu Shu.
At least he knows how to pour wine for the other party.
"Uncle Jun, I made this wine myself. It's not bad. You can try it!"
Jun Wei didn't answer, he kept looking at Gu Yun.
Being handsome means being awesome? Being handsome means you can do whatever you want?