"I have done some research on dishes." Feng Jingyun said simply. In fact, it is because her medical skills have reached a certain level. You can tell the ingredients of many things at a glance. You must know that ordinary food is non-toxic.
Mixing ginseng together would still be toxic. But there were also some pure dishes. She knew the ingredients, but she didn’t know the names of the stir-fried dishes, so she didn’t say much.
"Miss Feng Si is so humble." Nian Muqing asked again, "I can tell you the name of the dish and the ingredients. I wonder if Miss Feng Si can make the dish?"
"It should be possible." In the modern era, she originally planned to quit the world of killers, and she wanted to be an ordinary couple with Sun Wenhao. She would learn to cook various dishes when she had free time, and she also cooked soup for him for two years.
.The result... A dim light flashed across her eyes. She would never cook for any man again in this life. "It's just that I'm not interested in cooking."
Jun Youqi sharply caught the flash of sadness in her eyes. It was a haze that seemed difficult to get rid of. There was irony in the absoluteness, a kind of self-mockery. What could happen that could make someone who was always as calm as water?
She had such an expression? She couldn't help but feel a touch of pity in her heart.
The prince Jun Chenghao was looking at Jun Youqi. Seeing him staring at Feng Jingyun with a hint of heartache in his eyes. The King of Qi is feeling sorry for a woman! Even the current emperor does not pay attention to the King of Qi Hui
It's interesting to have this kind of emotion. I wonder, is his intention true or false?
"That's right. Miss Feng Si is a rich woman, so she doesn't need to do things like cooking herself." Nian Muqing stepped back to greet the guests at any time.
Unwilling to be robbed of the limelight by Feng Jingyun, Feng Guiwan winked at his mother. The eldest lady immediately stood up knowingly and said, "Dear distinguished guests, fine wine and delicious food cannot be without the music of the piano. As we all know, the little girl Feng
Gui Wan plays the piano very well, if you are willing to listen, I can ask my daughter to play a piece for you."
Originally, it was not a good thing for them to bring up performing arts by themselves, as if they were eager to express themselves. It was originally agreed that Qin Dongtai would propose it, and Gui Wan would do a smooth performance to gain fame, but Qin Dongtai actually said that Feng Jingyun was ugly and incompetent.
, the official was dismissed, and the eldest lady had no choice but to speak in person.
"It is said that Miss Fengwu is an outstanding piano player. When she listens to a piece of music, the sound can linger around her for three days. If you can hear the sound of Miss Fengwu's piano, you are considered lucky." A wealthy businessman said this, and many people agreed.
"Since everyone is asking for it, then Gui Wan has no choice but to show his shame." Feng Gui Wan looked gentle and virtuous, and it seemed difficult to accept her.
The servant quickly placed the desk and the guqin at the front of the hall. Feng Guiwan walked to the qin desk and sat down. The melodious sound of the qin gurgled under his fingers. Sometimes the sound of the qin was as gentle as a stream, sometimes as fast as a waterfall, and sometimes it was louder.
Like the crisp chirping of birds... exceptionally pleasant to the ear.
There were a few seats in the hall, including in the backyard. Guests enjoyed the moving melody, chatted from time to time, drank and chatted, and enjoyed the music. It was really pleasant.
Jun Chenghao looked at the woman who was playing the piano. She was as beautiful as a flower, and her piano skills were intoxicating. Once, when he heard her playing the piano, he felt that it was really a great enjoyment in life. Now, the beauty is still the same, but he feels that she is not attractive enough. Her deep and domineering eyes
Guang glanced at Feng Jingyun sitting next to him...
