Yun Qingyan thought in her heart that since she was going to do it, she would naturally be the leader of a large family.
It's been a long time since she made a spiritual meal with her own hands. Let's see if her skills have improved.
Except for Yuntian who acted relatively calmly, Yunjiang and others were immediately shocked when they heard that he was also invited.
"Qingyan girl, I'm not hungry, you can eat."
"Yes, Miss Qingyan, we can just eat early." Yunjiang and the others looked frightened.
What a noble person that person is!
They dare not eat the food he cooked with his own hands!
"How can this be done? Of course a family should have a lively meal together." Yun Qingyan drove them away to rest.
In her eyes, is there any distinction between high and low or status disparity between the family members
No matter how noble your status is, in front of your family, you are just the most ordinary status - a relative.
That's all.
Feng Liao looked at Di Jiuque, who had no expression on his face and did not express rejection, and the explosive panic in his mind slowly cooled down.
Hmm... Emperor Zun cooked with his own hands... Haha, he would have lived his life in vain if he could see this scene with his own eyes.
Yun Qingyan originally thought that Di Jiuque didn't know how to cook and only asked him to do small things like washing and chopping vegetables.
However, the moment Di Jiuque picked up the spatula, she realized that she was wrong, and very wrong.
The child, who looks only about five or six years old, holds a spatula, but moves skillfully.
However, that face was cold and indifferent, and a spatula in his hand gave Yun Qingyan the illusion of holding a scepter and commanding the world.
She stared at Di Jiuque in disbelief, "Di Jiuque?! You know how to cook?!"
She remembered that when he was in Bei'an Country, he was still a cooking idiot who didn't know anything!
"Yes." Di Jiuque skillfully used his star power to control the temperature and heat to maintain the spiritual energy of the ingredients. He hummed lightly, with a look of indifference on his face.
Yun Qingyan put down the crystal shrimp dumplings she had made, ran over, and watched with interest as Di Jiuque began to make red-tailed golden pheasant and stir-fried vegetable bamboo shoots.
This is a special dish of Lingtian City. The red-tailed golden pheasant is a mythical beast that lives in the forest ten miles outside Lingtian City. The meat is fresh and tender and rich in spiritual energy. The bamboo shoots are also top-grade spiritual plants. With the combination of the two, even if you are not a spiritual chef, you can make a spiritual energy dish. Plenty of dishes, almost all Xingyuan people who come to Lingtian City must order one of these.
"When did you learn to cook?" Yun Qingyan looked at Di Jiuque's skillful movements and was very surprised.
She had always thought that Di Jiuque was a typical person who never touched the spring water. In fact, when she first got to know him, he was indeed like this.
I still remember when I was at Guoyun Mansion in Bei'an, this guy couldn't even wash or chop vegetables when he first entered the kitchen.
Di Jiuque's little face was expressionless. He didn't answer Yun Qingyan's words. He just said lightly,
"Whatever you want to eat in the future, I can make it for you."
She remembered that the little guy once said in Bei'an that he would marry a man who could cook.
Although Yun Qingyan just said it casually, Di Jiuque kept it firmly in his heart.
Feng Liao wandered to the guard outside the kitchen with a dreamy expression on his face.
He said that after his Majesty returned, he summoned spiritual chefs and other culinary experts to teach him how to cook...
During that period of time, everyone thought that Emperor Zun just lived too long and was bored, so he found a new hobby to pass the time.
It turns out that it’s to cook for Madam! !
The cold sound of cold jade hitting each other fell in his ears, but a stream of warmth surged from the bottom of Yun Qingyan's heart.
(End of chapter)