Chapter 946: She's in Danger "Okay, let's get out of the pot." Feng Yulin buckled the lid of the pot and clapped his hands.

"Okay, Master Feng, I'll go get a crockpot first." With that, Chef Li turned around and walked to the cabinet in the back.

Feng Yulin watched Chef Li walk away, quickly took out the brown vial just now from his sleeve, sprinkled the white powder inside into the pot in a flash of lightning, and quickly closed the lid of the pot and put the vial in his pocket.

"Master Feng, I'll come." After Chef Li came over, he skillfully took the pot down, and then slowly poured the decanting soup into the crockpot, no more, no less, just one can, this is Chef Li's technique of handling water, and there will never be too much or too little water.

It's just that when pouring the soup, the careful Chef Li suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a little flour-like substance on the edge of the pot, which made him a little puzzled, remembering that he didn't get such a substance.

After making it, Feng Yulin said: "Master Li, with a small bowl, I will also taste this taste." ”

Chef Li nodded, and after placing a soup spoon in the crockpot, he served it with a pair of small bowls.

"Master Fengmen, where do you want to send it, I'll help you send it." Chef Li said with a smile.

"Oh, just send it to the hall, don't get cold, as soon as possible." After Feng Yulin finished speaking, he left first.

"Yes, Master Wind." Chef Li said respectfully.

After Feng Yulin left, Chef Li curiously sniffed the decanting soup, but still couldn't find any clues, but what happened before and after made it very puzzling.

"Xiao Tang, send the soup to the hall, hurry up, the head of the wind is in a hurry." Chef Li shouted at a guy in the kitchen who was chopping vegetables.

"Deller."

After Xiao Tang left, Chef Li took out a small piece of white paper, gently swept off the little white powder on the side of the pot, and then slowly folded it, he felt that this thing would definitely tell him an answer.

It's not that Chef Li is troublesome, and it's not that Chef Li is full, as the leader of the kitchen, he is in charge of the food safety of hundreds of people up and down the Heling Gate, so he can't make a difference, although the soup just now was ordered by the head of the wind, but if something really happens, he, the head of the kitchen, can't get out of it.

After a while, this decanting soup was presented to the table in the hall, and at this moment, Feng Yulin was already sitting on the chair, looking at the pot of decanting soup in front of him, Feng Yulin closed his eyes slightly, he was about to implement his plan.

With a burst of light footsteps, Feng Xiaoyu slowly walked into the living room, she walked slowly, her posture was elegant, exuding her own calmness and nobility.

"Father, you called me?" After Feng Xiaoyu walked to the living room, Chong Feng Yulin said.

"Hehe, the light rain is coming, sit down." Feng Yulin's expression was calm, the smile was still on his face, and he did not reveal his inner emotions, it seemed that he had really been planning for a long time, so that he was in a state of indifference.

"Hmm." Feng Xiaoyu slowly sat down, and at the same time, she also noticed an earth-colored crockpot on the table.

"Huh? What is it? Feng Xiaoyu asked curiously, but she didn't run over and lift the lid to smell it like other girls, and even took the initiative to taste it.

"Oh, I almost forgot, this is a sobering soup for Mr. Li, so you should send it to him." Feng Yulin stood up and said slowly.

"Yes, father." Feng Xiaoyu said that he was about to start cleaning up.

"By the way, Xiaoyu, I'm old, and I don't know the taste of things, it's good for you to taste this soup, I'm afraid Mr. Li won't like to drink it." Feng Yulin said as he lifted the lid of the crockpot, scooped out half a bowl with a soup spoon, and handed it to Feng Xiaoyu.

Feng Xiaoyu didn't suspect anything, she knew that the decanting soup was not very delicious, after all, it was added with Chinese herbs, and it couldn't be delicious, so when she saw her father let her taste it, Feng Xiaoyu's first reaction was that her father was afraid that the taste of the decanting soup was not good enough, and Li Miao didn't like it.

Therefore, Feng Xiaoyu did not hesitate to pick up the evening and took a sip.

It seems that it is your father who knows you best, and if he really wants to harm you, you can't escape it no matter what.

"Father, this smell doesn't seem to be the same as before." After Feng Xiaoyu took a sip, he stopped drinking.

"Oh, hehe, it definitely won't be the same, the previous recipe is too unpalatable, Mr. Li will definitely not like it, you taste it again, is there a faint fragrance?" Feng Yulin said with a smile.

Feng Xiaoyu thoughtfully drank the remaining half of the bowl, but she didn't mind, because she knew that the sobering soup was some health care herbs, which would not be harmful to the body, even if it was drunk ordinarily, there would be no side effects, but it would make people refreshed.

After drinking, Feng Xiaoyu said slowly: "Well, it tastes more refreshing, is it your new recipe?" ”

"Hehe, sort of, carving insect skills, just replaced the slightly bitter herbs, and replaced them with herbs such as licorice, I hope the effect of decanting will not be too bad." Feng Yulin said with a smile.

"Hmm." Feng Xiaoyu nodded.

"Xiaoyu, send it to Mr. Li quickly, it's not good if it's cold." Feng Yulin packed up the crockpot in front of him and handed the tray to Feng Xiaoyu.

"Yes, father." Feng Xiaoyu took the decanting soup and slowly walked out of the living room.

Looking at her back, Feng Yulin breathed a long sigh of relief and muttered to himself, "Xiaoyu, I hope you don't blame your father." ”

The servants around Li Miao's wing room were gone, and even the people who cleaned the courtyard were all separated by Feng Yulin, because Feng Yulin told the servants not to affect Mr. Li's rest, and all this was just Feng Yulin's old plan.

It was almost evening, and there was deathly silence in Li Miao's villa.

If the left demon doesn't talk to the left madness, then the left madness will not be silent even if he suffocates to death, he is highly concentrated, and keeps looking at everything around him through the gap in the window.

"I said Lord Zuo Crazy Incense, you should rest for a while, otherwise you are so tired, and you will suffer a big loss if you fight for a while." Zuo Demon brazenly ran to the refrigerator again and took out a lot of food and drinks.

Zuo Mad glanced at him, no words, his nerves were very tense, and he couldn't afford to miss the slightest, today was the best time for him to take revenge, but he couldn't be like Zuo Demon, as if he was on vacation.

Zuo Demon glanced at Zuo Madness, picked up a snack with his orchid fingers, and after chewing a few times, he frowned and spit it out.

"Bah, it's harder than a stone, don't eat it, don't eat it." Zuo Demon was still angry at eating other people's things, wiped the corners of his mouth with the embroidered handkerchief in his hand, and then threw it on the coffee table, leaning on the back of the sofa like a water snake.

It turned out that this guy was eating a small sandwich cake just now, and such a soft thing is too hard for the left demon, it seems that he is really more squeamish than a girl.