Seeing Xi Yue staring at the table full of dishes in a daze, Yun Feifei chuckled and said, "Xi Yue, these are all top-grade spiritual food. You must have never eaten them before, right? Come and try them. Several of these dishes are unique to our Yun family. They are prepared by specially invited spiritual chefs. You can't eat them outside! If you leave the Yun family, you won't be able to eat them anymore!"
Xi Yue raised her eyebrows. It was so obvious that Yun Feifei was mocking her for being shabby and having never tasted delicious food.
She didn't react at all, but Qingluan beside her couldn't help it anymore.
"Are you kidding me? This is considered a delicacy? I don't even need to eat it to know that it's far inferior to what my young lady makes!"
Qingluan pointed at a plate of steamed bun-shaped pasta and said, "The pastry is so yellow and rough, how can it make people hungry? And the young lady said that the best spiritual food is to concentrate the spiritual power in the food, so that it does not disperse. How can it be called the best food if the spiritual power is released like this?"
Yun Feifei was so angry when a maid refuted her like this.
Madam Yun looked at Xi Yue in surprise, "Yuer, are you also good at making spiritual food?"
Xi Yue smiled and said, "I'm just playing around. If you don't mind, you can give it a try."
Yun Feifei sneered and said, "The Yun family's spiritual chef has been immersed in this art for decades. Can the spiritual food you make compare with this fifth-grade spiritual food?"
Old Madam Yun's face darkened and she was about to scold Yun Feifei, but she saw Xi Yue flip her wrist and take out several bowls and plates.
Before Madam Yun even took a look, she felt a strong fragrance entering her stomach.
As she got older, her appetite wasn't very good, and she didn't eat much of the high-level spiritual food prepared by the Yun family's spiritual chef.
But today, when I smelled this fragrance, my stomach started to growl.
What is this smell? Why is it so fragrant
Madam Yun looked over and saw the plate of food. She felt her saliva watering and her stomach growled even louder.
"This is Tremella Eight Treasure Porridge, Bird's Nest Wontons, Crab Soup Dumplings, Shrimp Dumplings and Egg Tarts." Xi Yue smiled and said, "I made this when I was free. Madam, you can try it."
Old Madam Yun watched and swallowed, then picked up a soup dumpling with chopsticks and, following Xi Yue's instructions, bit through the thin skin and sucked a sip.
The fresh, fragrant and sweet taste flowed into her mouth along with the hot soup, making Madam Yun almost want to swallow her tongue.
After eating a soup dumpling, the warm spiritual energy flowed in my stomach. Instead of feeling bloated, I was filled with the desire to continue eating.
"It's so delicious!" Old Madam Yun exclaimed in praise and couldn't help but pick up another piece of shrimp dumpling.
So, when Yun Tianyi came in, what he saw was Xi Yue standing aside with a smile, drinking porridge leisurely.
Old Madam Yun next to her was touching her round belly and kept saying how delicious the food was.
Yun Yalan and Yun Wenjing were arguing excitedly over who should own the shrimp dumpling.
Yet, there was a circle of fifth-grade spiritual food on the table, but no one even touched it.
Yun Feifei, the only one who was ignored, had a face so gloomy that water seemed to drip from it.
Yun Tianyi had never seen Madam Yun in such a state before and was quite surprised.
However, when he learned the whole story, this surprise turned into deep resentment.
The mother had tasted the delicious food made by her precious daughter, and even Yun Wenjing and Yun Yalan had eaten it. Why was he the only father who had not tasted it? (To be continued)