"I came to my county lord's mansion, so naturally there is no reason to take it back. Besides, when did I say it wasn't delicious? Ye Fuyi snatched it from his hand, then picked a piece and took another bite.

Well, it's still hard to eat......

But this is his intention, and naturally it can't be tasted simply with his tongue!

"You, you just made it clear that this king's craftsmanship is poor. Don't eat it, wait for someone to go to the Drunken Immortal Mansion and bring you some back. ”

Feng Qingzhan opened his mouth sullenly, saying that he was going to reach out and grab it.

But how could Ye Fuyi agree, reached out and knocked his hand down, glared at him angrily and said unhappily:

"You still want to grab something that comes to my mouth, are you deliberately using it to entertain me?"

Hearing her wicked person sue first, Feng Qingzhan suddenly became even more aggrieved. He looked at her with resentment in his eyes, and said nothing, but everything was silent.

"The first time you made it, it tasted good, and when I was learning to cook, I was beaten and rolled on the floor, which is why I have the craft I have today."

Ye Fuyi said while eating, as if he was talking about some interesting childhood story.

For her, it was natural for her to be beaten in the first place. Even if you bring it up, it's not much different from saying what to eat today.

But in Feng Qingzhan's ears, this was cutting his flesh with a blunt knife, making him eager to pull out the people who bullied Ye Fuyi one by one and execute them to death.

"I probably know why those people in your house said it tasted good this time. Think about it, how many times have you made them eat your previous results? ”

Thinking of the night he said, Ye Fuyi was a little scared, but fortunately she was not there at the time.

Otherwise, she would not be willing to touch these pastries again in the next few years.

Feng Qingzhan, who was secretly distressed, was asked this question for a moment, then thought about it and gave an exact number.

"Twenty times."

"What, twenty times?"

The remaining mouthful of tea cake in Ye Fuyi's hand was almost crushed by her.

Twenty times? Feng Qingzhan was sure that he was making pastries, not torturing him and the people in the house?

Even if she couldn't see the faces of those people, she seemed to be able to hear their grudge one by one.

The person who caused these was her.

"I've never touched pastry before, so I started a little bit slower." Feng Qingzhan coughed lightly, trying to make himself look natural.

But the more he was like this, the more curious Ye Fuyi was about whether his first pot of finished products could be eaten.

But obviously, based on the way he looks like a stinky fart now, he will definitely not tell her the details.

But fortunately, she is also quite familiar with the rest of the Yiwang Mansion, so it is not impossible for someone to inquire about it when the time comes.

"Fuyi, what are you thinking? Is this so unpalatable? Feng Qingzhan's face was complicated for a while.

He knew that his craft was a little worse, but it wasn't so hard to swallow......

Ye Fuyi, who reacted later, smiled apologetically, and then hurriedly put the remaining bite in his mouth, chewed it carefully and ate it, and then spoke:

"I was just a little distracted just now, thinking about Ye Lianyi's affairs, and I didn't pay attention to what you said."

Hearing this, Feng Qingzhan couldn't help but have a hint of displeasure in his eyes, and snorted lightly: "Their mother and daughter are now eating and living in your house, what else are you worried about?" ”

Ye Fuyi, who was obviously jealous in his words, couldn't help frowning, glared at him angrily, and scolded with a smile: "Can you not have so many scenes all day long?" ”

"I can't take too many glances at those two mothers and daughters, how can I compare them with you? It's you, why didn't I find out that you were a vinegar jar in the first place? ”

"This king didn't find out that you have so many secrets hidden in you, and we are each other."

The two looked at each other and smiled, but their eyes were not as innocent as they were when they were just teasing.

Ye Fuyi didn't directly explain where she came from, she wasn't worried that Feng Qingzhan would be separated from her because of this, but if nothing happened, it was impossible.

So before he could accept this kind of criticism, she hadn't figured out how to talk to him for the time being.

Feng Qingzhan still looked at Ye Fuyi with a light smile, as if he had never said that word just now. He looked at the residue in Ye Fuyi's hand and asked lightly:

"How does this king's craftsmanship compare to his?"

"What do you say?" Ye Fuyi was stunned when she heard this, and she didn't react for a while.

But the next moment, when she understood what it meant, the smile on her face couldn't be stopped.

"Feng Ming follows the chef of the Drunken Immortal Building every day, why do you think so much that you have to compare with him?"

She had no intention of dampening Feng Qingzhan's positivity, but to be honest, their skills were indeed incomparable.

Although Feng Ming's craftsmanship is not as good as that of a big chef, if he takes it out and sells it, it is definitely a hot item.

He can't think about it, he has to compare with others......

Feng Qingzhan's face sank visibly with the naked eye, and it was difficult for him to maintain a happy mood at the moment listening to Ye Fuyi's battery.

It turns out that his craftsmanship is so unsightly? Let the whisk be so disgusting......

"Your craftsmanship is good, but the Drunken Immortal Building is my business, and you and the people under me think that I can admit that he lost and blame me for teaching myself?"

Ye Fuyi smiled lightly, and had to say that Feng Qingzhan was too naïve.

Although this is somewhat of a deliberate suspicion of comfort, as long as she doesn't admit it, it's not.

"As soon as Fu Yi said this, this king understood." Feng Qingzhan's eyes couldn't help but have a hint of joy, obviously understanding the meaning of her words.

She is clearly protecting him!

Ye Fuyi saw that he was finally happy, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said to him:

"It's good that the prince understands my intentions. It's just that although your cooking skills have improved, don't cook when it's so cold, it's distressing. ”

She rarely says this kind of thing on weekdays, and at first glance, it can't help but make people happy.

"It's okay, as long as it's made for you to eat, this king doesn't feel cold." Feng Qingzhan spoke again, his face full of excitement.

Obviously, Ye Fuyi's words boosted his confidence, which was not high.

He believed that as long as he worked harder in the future, his cooking skills would naturally be able to catch up with that Feng Ming!

Ye Fuyi nodded reluctantly after listening to his words, and the smile on his face was unconsciously a little bitter.

What sin has she done? Why did you have to worry about him not telling the truth just now?

If he continues to be so frustrated, she will have to be tormented by his craftsmanship for the rest of the year......

No, she couldn't let this happen, she had to find a way to keep him busy.

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