Gu Qingyi knows how to cook, but she hasn't been here for so many years. She has some hands, she has smashed a bowl, a basin, and a bowl of rice.

So when you live a life of having a shirt and having a meal, people will really degenerate.

Fortunately, after she calmed down, she would be much more neat after she worked it again. She washed the rice and put it in the clay pot, threw the jade leaves in it, covered the lid, boiled it on a high heat and boiled it slowly. When the soup became thicker, when the lid became open, a very fresh rice aroma came towards her.

Gu Qingyi couldn't help but feel shocked and suddenly felt hungry.

After cooking a lot of the porridge, she tasted it. What's the difference between adding Xiaoyushu's porridge? Why is the fragrance so fresh and it feels very comfortable to smell.

If the taste is too strange, will she give it to Song Fengyu?

This is also a problem.

Song Fengyu is so smart that he will definitely be able to eat it as soon as he eats it.

She put a spoonful of porridge in a bowl and gently blew it into her mouth. Before the porridge was in her mouth, there was a faint smell of fresh green tea floating at the end of her nose, but it was a little bit more bitter than the list of green tea.

After entering, Gu Qingyi savored the soft and glutinous aroma carefully, which was not much different from ordinary white porridge, and there was no excessive strange smell.

After drinking a small bowl, she felt that she was shocked, and her previous fatigue seemed to be wiped out.

The only regret is that the aroma of the porridge is too strong. After thinking about it, Gu Qingyi went out to pick a few flowers, washed the petals and put them in the porridge and stirred them.

The fragrance of flowers immediately neutralized the smell. Gu Qingyi felt that she was really a talented person and could come up with such a way.

He put the porridge into a bowl, put the lid on the food box, and walked out in person.

Mianchun and others came outside, and immediately came to see the girl coming, "Girl, please carry it."

Gu Qingyi waved his hand, "It's just a bowl of porridge. You guys are going to do your business. Aren't you going to compete before? You can see what they need, tell Tuoba Di, don't embarrass me."

Song Fengyu was so sick that they couldn't see this competition, but Gu Qingyi still wanted to know the result.

Tuoba Di has been studying for a few months for a short time. I don’t know how many rounds he can go against Ji Mingda, a veteran on the battlefield. It doesn’t matter if he suffers a loss, just learn something.

Mianchun responded and raised her feet and walked out. Gu Qingyi walked along the way with the food box but didn't see many people. The people who were originally serving in the inner courtyard were sent to the outer courtyard. The ones who stayed in the inner courtyard were all her own people. There were not many people, and when they were busy, they could no longer see idle people.

When he arrived at Song Fengyu's door, Gu Qingyi didn't see the person guarding the door frowned slightly. In order to avoid suspicion, all her people in the yard had been removed, so why was the person guarding the door disappeared?

Thinking that Song Fengyu's current situation was not very good, Gu Qingyi hesitated and walked in.

The yard was quiet, with only the small stove under the eaves and a few embers. It seemed that not long after the medicine was boiled, there was still the fragrance of medicine in the air.

The bamboo curtain was slightly rolled up, and the breeze was gentle. It was so quiet that Gu Qingyi couldn't move forward and backward.

Just then, Song Fengyu's voice suddenly came, "Who?"

Gu Qingyi could hear that the voice was a little weak. She took a breath, calmed down, and said loudly: "It's me, I made some porridge and sent it to you for a taste."
Chapter completed!