Feng Shanyue and Wen Wen looked at each other, not knowing why Wen Feiyun, who had always been gentle, suddenly became so angry. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Wen Feichen's voice came from inside, "Big brother, I also told you the identity of Ming Gongzi just now, I know that you have never been willing to be just a businessman, this is a good opportunity for our Wen family to change their status." ”

"What's wrong with the businessman?" Wen Feiyun's tone sounded calm, but he could personally feel the storm implied in it, "Before you became an official, you began to dislike the businessman?

"Big brother, you know I didn't mean that. I just think that in the family, everyone has benefited from you, but they look down on you from the bottom of their hearts. Every year at the family gathering, you are the one sitting in the last seat, and even a child who is just beginning to learn witchcraft can be in front of you. Do you think that as a brother, I don't feel pain in my heart?"

Wen Feiyun didn't speak for a long time, and Wen Feichen waited patiently. After a long while, Wen Feiyun's voice came, very low: "The third brother has grown up, and he knows that the heartache of the eldest brother is great." Before my father and mother died, I entrusted my eight younger siblings to me, and I will take you to grow up well, and then watch you start a family. ”

"What about yourself? With the ability of the eldest brother, it is really a waste to just run the Wen family's industry. ”

When Feng Shanyue heard this, she felt that she was really not suitable for an outsider to be here, so she gave Wen Wen a look and said that she would go out first. Wen Wen shook her head, she raised her head, and said loudly: "Big brother! I am the eighth sister! I have brought you delicious food, and I have brought you a distinguished guest." Then he walked in with a clay pot filled with porridge. Feng Shanyue had no choice but to follow behind.

Wen Feiyun was receiving Ming Zhao and Wen Feichen in the small hall, and when they came in, he saw Wen Feiyun sitting on the main seat, Ming Zhao sitting in the guest seat, and Wen Feichen standing in the middle, looking at them with a smile on his face, as if he was trying his best to hide the dispute that had just happened in the house.

"Eighth sister, are you here to bring delicious food to your eldest brother again?"

With a warm smile as usual, he looked like he had just arrived, put down the clay pot in his hand, and replied with a smile: "Yes! This is the eight-treasure porridge that Shanyue taught me to make." It's a pity that I didn't know that the third brother and Ming Gongzi were here, so I only brought a bowl over. ”

Wen Feichen's face turned green when he heard the eight-treasure porridge, and he hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't ...... You're welcome, I've had breakfast!

Wen Feiyun glanced at him with a smile, although Wen Wen's cooking skills were not good, but the things that were sent to him, the eldest brother, had always been able to get their hands on it, but unfortunately Wen Feichen didn't know this.

Wen Wen pouted, "I didn't plan to invite you to eat, I mean I can't invite Ming Gongzi to taste my craftsmanship." ”

"Thank you, Eighth Girl! Ming Zhao is also a pity that he doesn't have this mouth!" Ming Zhao smiled.

Nuan Wen suddenly looked at him and said with a strange expression: "You are so strange, you obviously don't want to drink the eight-treasure porridge I made, why do you say such hypocritical things? You are hypocritical to others, how can you ask others to pour out their hearts and lungs for you?"

When Ming Zhao heard this, his face immediately became embarrassed, and Wen Feichen immediately shouted in a low voice: "Eighth sister, don't make a mistake!"

"Zaoji?" Although there was a smile on his warm face, there was a pride in his eyes, "I don't know the origin of Ming Gongzi, maybe I am really offended by speaking, and I ask you to forgive me!" If you don't believe me, ask my fifth brother, even if it is for a horse, you should dig out your heart and lungs, and it will be loyal to you. Do you think it's appropriate for you to come to my eldest brother, but to say some polite words, and to be honest with others?"

Feng Shanyue was very surprised, she thought that Nuan Wen was a boudoir woman who was obsessed with cooking, but she didn't expect to speak sonorously and powerfully, and hit the nail on the head.

"Eighth sister!" Wen Feichen's eyes were full of warnings, but he was warm but completely ignored. Wen Feiyun had no intention of stopping it. Nuan directly gave Wen Feiyun a bowl of porridge and sent it to him.

Wen Feiyun took it with a smile, picked up the spoon and ate it spoonful by spoon. Wen Feichen's face turned green when he looked at it beside him, he could imagine what this porridge tasted like, and when he saw that his eldest brother ate it without changing his face, the admiration in his heart surged up. Big brother is big brother, and the concentration is really not ordinary.

"Big brother, is it delicious?"

Wen Feiyun nodded, "Very good." Another bowl. "Warm and obedient to serve porridge, Wen Feichen's jaw fell to the ground, very good? How is it possible? It must be that the eldest brother is afraid of warm crying, so he endured to eat it, it must be like this, and he will vomit it later.

Who knew that Wen Feiyun not only didn't vomit, but also seemed to be very satisfied with his expression.

"Xiaoba, you didn't make this porridge, did you?" Wen Feiyun asked casually, Wen Feichen suddenly realized, and immediately set his eyes on Feng Shanyue.

"That's right, big brother is amazing! This is the porridge made by Sugizuki, but I have learned it, and I can make it for you in the future." ”

Wen Feiyun nodded with a smile, and continued warmly: "Big brother, I learned to cook porridge with Shanyue today, and I learned a sentence. ”

"What?"

"Mutual restraint. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Sugitsuki told me that every food has its own taste, and that some of these flavors are compatible and some of them are compatible, and all I need is to understand the taste, and then combine them and season them appropriately. ”

Wen Feiyun nodded as he listened, and even Ming Zhao listened. Wen Feichen was a little impatient, he didn't have time to listen to his sister talk about such a trivial matter as cooking here.

"It's kind of interesting. I didn't expect Miss Feng to have such insight at such a young age. ”

Feng Shanyue smiled, "Everything can be seen from a small place, and you can also see a small thing from a big place." Although the kitchen is not a big thing, it is the core of every family's normalcy, and the truth in this is naturally different. ”

Wen Feichen pouted secretly, "It's just cooking and cooking, what other big reason can there be?"

"I don't know if the third prince has ever heard the phrase 'governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh'?"

"Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh?" Wen Feichen and Ming Zhao glanced at each other, and then shook their heads.

Feng Shanyue nodded, "Xiao Xian is a small fish." This means that governing a country is like boiling a pot of fish. ”

There was a hint of surprise in Ming Zhao's eyes, and he couldn't help but say, "Please give the girl advice." ”

"Don't dare to be. I've only heard about it. As far as I can imagine, this little fish is easy to get crispy, so you can't stir it with a spoon often when cooking. The same is true for this governance, what the people want is to live and work in peace and contentment, and what they don't like the most is the change of the situation and displacement. They are like small fish in a pot, if you want to have a good taste, you can't disturb them too much. Ming Gongzi, is there any truth to what you say?"