Ye Yiyi leaned over to his father and said, "Dad, no matter what the eldest master says to you for a while, you can agree to come down." ”

"No way!" Ye Jiarong firmly refused, shook his head and said: "Of course, it is easy to discuss when he mentions others, but it is just the matter of the maid, and Dad will definitely not give in." ”

Ye Miyi had to say something more, and the servants began a new round of serving.

She looked left and right, but she had to press it down for the time being.

Delicately painted white jade bowls hold congee, crystal clear rice grains, wrapped in a rich broth, accompanied by a variety of precious seafood, and dotted with a hint of green onions, exuding an irresistible fragrance.

Porridge at the Ye family's dinner? It's a rare occurrence.

Everyone took a quick bite with curiosity and was immediately impressed by the delicious taste that melted in the mouth and swirled around the taste buds at 360 degrees.

"Grandma, it's delicious, can I ask for another bowl?" The immature child's voice sounded, and there was some milk.

Jin Huafeng narrowed his eyes, his eyebrows were charitable and amiable, "Yes, of course, Steward Ye." ”

After a while, Ye Zheng brought another bowl and put it in front of the loud child.

Ye Jiarong whispered to his wife and daughter: "This is the only grandson Tiansi in the second room, he is very smart and very pampered." ”

After the child spoke, several clansmen asked for porridge one after another, and Ye Jiarong and Wu Yinzhen also praised it again and again after drinking it.

Ye Yiyi looked at the satisfied expressions on everyone's faces, and was silent on the surface, and couldn't help but be secretly happy in her heart.

"Mom, I haven't drunk such a good seafood porridge for a long time, and you also let the kitchen learn to boil some." Ye Wanying looked at her mother and said with a light smile.

At this time, Aunt Zhao, who had been standing beside Jin Huafeng, spoke, "Little Miss, you can't learn this porridge from the kitchen, it's Ye Miao's cooking." ”

When she watched Ye Yiyi's skillful cooking of porridge in the kitchen, she felt very surprised, after all, girls of their age should be more interested in appearance, and there are very few who can have good cooking skills.

During the banquet, everyone cast curious glances at Ye Yiyi, and some of them even appreciated.

Jin Huafeng's gaze naturally turned to Ye Yiyi, and he smiled lightly.

Ye Xinlan was about to add a bowl of porridge, but when she heard this, the porridge that had just been eaten became difficult to swallow.

She pushed the bowl forward and said, "Maybe I'm not used to eating, and I feel average." ”

Ye Jiasheng pinched his daughter's arm heavily, and his eyes warned her to pay attention to her words.

Fortunately, everyone's attention at the moment was attracted by Ye Xinlan, and no one paid attention to Ye Xinlan's words.

Ye Wanying was obviously surprised when she heard Aunt Zhao's words, and when she looked at Ye Miao, she was full of appreciation, "It turned out to be Ethereal craftsmanship, which is really admirable." ”

Ye Yiyi lowered her head slightly and said lightly: "Thank you for the compliment." It's good if you like it. ”

Wu Yinzhen asked on the side: "Ethereal, this porridge is your ......?"

"Yes, my mother also knows that I like to drink seafood porridge," Ye Yiyi coquettishly said to her mother, "I secretly studied it for a long time, and then I cooked the taste I liked." ”

Ye Jiarong looked at his daughter, his eyes were surprised and doubtful, and after a while, he said: "The ethereal skills are really good, Dad thought that this porridge was from the chef of his own family." ”

During the banquet, most of the people echoed the praise, and at this time, a voice sounded coldly, "After all, it is the girl of the Ye family, and she personally cooks porridge at the banquet?" It's unheard of. ”

The one who spoke was the youngest daughter of the third old man of the Ye family, Ye Xuanning, who is also seventeen years old this year, the same age as Ye Wanying, Ye Xinlan, and Ye Yiyi, but she is a generation higher than them.

There was a moment of silence.