"Okay, then master, you talk first, I still have work in the kitchen."

After saying goodbye, he pulled Zhang Jingyu, who was about to enter the house, out of the main house, and said in a low voice: "Yu'er come over with my mother, bring some pastries and send them to your master." ”

"Okay mother."

Zhang Jingyu listened to his mother's words and followed her into the kitchen.

Feng Yin came to the cupboard, put out a plate of millet crisp made by himself in the morning, and handed it to Zhang Jingyu.

And advised: "Before you go in, bring your second brother, fourth brother, and sister, and then come out after a salute with your master." ”

Zhang Jingyu looked at his mother's serious gaze and nodded instinctively: "Mother, Yu'er knows." ”

Seeing the child leave the kitchen, Feng Yin continued to be busy in the kitchen.

Feng Yin didn't do any special dishes, they were all modern common dishes, combined with the existing dishes of the Great Crane Dynasty to make a few relatively distinctive dishes.

……

At the end of the afternoon, Song Fuzi left Zhang's house with a satisfied smile.

Before leaving, he praised the Zhang family's meals and pastries today, and his tone was indescribably satisfied.

The title of Feng Yin has also changed from the Zhang family's lady to the younger sister, and the title of several juniors has also changed from the beginning of the Zhang family's son to the eldest nephew and eldest niece.

It can be seen how satisfied and happy Song Fuzi is with this visit.

After sending Master Song away, Feng Yin returned to the main house, and saw Zhang Yiming's face distorted and his body moved.

"Don't move."

Feng Yin hurriedly stepped forward, took off his shoes and got on the kang to support him, "If there is another mistake, you have no place to cry." ”

Zhang Yiming looked at the undisguised worry on her face, but he laughed silently.

But he also said: "Feng Yin, I regret it." ”

"Regret what? Regret meeting me? ”

Feng Yin only cared about helping her lie down, didn't pay attention to the expression on his face, and replied casually.

"What nonsense?"

Zhang Yiming couldn't help but laugh at her, "I said that I regretted falling this fall, and I still have to lie on the kang for a long time." ”

Feng Yin covered him with a quilt and squinted at him: "Are you content?" ”

"Sister wants to lie down in peace for a few days, I don't have a chance, don't take this eye to heat me."

Zhang Yiming: "Bah, bah...... Don't talk nonsense. ”

"If you want to rest, you can rest, don't talk about lying down for a few days, I don't like to listen to this."

Feng Yin looked at his instantly serious face and quietly pouted: "Okay, I won't say it." ”

His eyes rolled, and he looked at him with curiosity: "By the way, what did you say to Master Song?" How did you get him excited like that? ”

Zhang Yiming's expression was calm: "It's nothing, just discussed the next knowledge with him." ”

Feng Yin: "It's that simple? ”

Zhang Yiming: "Otherwise, what else do you think?" ”

"But I saw the incredibleness and pride in the boss's look."

Feng Yin was not satisfied with his answer, and said the information he observed, "Don't tell me, the boss is also impressed by your knowledge." ”

"That kid admired me because I convinced the surname Song in a few words."

Zhang Yiming touched his nose with a smile, "After that, he and the second and fourth children all became students of Master Song." ”

Feng Yin listened to the man's indifferent answer, and her scalp was numb inexplicably: "How much knowledge do you have?" ”

"I told you."

Zhang Yiming replied lightly, "I have studied the historical articles of five or six thousand years for so many years, and you should study them in vain?" ”