Originally, the cook next to her wanted to step forward to help light the fire, but Ming Wuyan pointed her finger, and the fire started to burn, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly shrank to the side.
Ming Wuyan smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, this is the Five Elements Spirit Fire that I cultivated."
The kitchen nodded hurriedly. She had only heard about the spiritual fire, but she had never seen it with her own eyes, so she opened her eyes wide at the moment.
Ming Wuyan continued to add some Tianling spring water to the rice, cooked the porridge carefully with the separated Rainbow God Fire, and then picked out two Tianlingzhi from the medicine king's Qiankun bag, washed and chopped them, and put them into the pot...
During the cooking process, Ming Wuyan saw a field of sweet potatoes in the kitchen. She had nothing to do, so she picked several sweet potatoes and made a candied sweet potato and some sweet potato balls.
After the food was ready, her first thought was to leave a copy for Xue Yihan, so she really did so, and put a copy into the marriage space, and then took out some special sauces that the aunt in the No. 1 courtyard had left for her to make seasonings, and made an easy-to-digest and easy-to-eat side dish for Mrs. Feng, and then brought it to her room.
When Mrs. Feng saw these exquisite food, her eyes were red. Although there was no food, she was a little surprised when she saw the colorful and fragrant porridge, so she took a sip with a smile.
As soon as she entered it, she was stunned, the smell...
This smell actually aroused her appetite and made her feel happy, it's incredible!
She took a look at Ming Wuyan, seeing the anticipation and calmness on her face, she immediately took another bite, and another bite...
She never knew that porridge could do this, and eating the finely divided things on the porridge made her whole body warm, as if a wave of power was being transmitted to her body, so comfortable!
It was like a person who was about to die of thirst met a clear spring, Mrs. Feng quickly drank a bowl of porridge, and then even swept away the plate of side dishes.
The girl saw that the madam ate so much, and she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. Seeing that the eldest lady served him so well, she immediately went to inform the general.
"Yan'er, you are really the best chef in the world. I have never eaten such delicious food. Are these made of sweet potatoes?" Mrs. Feng hesitated whether to try it too.
Ming Wuyan smiled and said: "This is candied sweet potato, it's a bit sweet, godmother can taste it, it will taste better in your mouth, don't eat too much. This sweet potato ball is also, you have a taste!"
"Hey!" Mrs. Feng smiled, and the obedient one just ate some.
These ordinary things also brought her happiness. Thinking about it now, she really hasn't eaten for a long time.
What Yan Er cooks seems to have opened her stomach, arousing her memory of food...
This child is really considerate, just like Qin'er...
Thinking of Qin'er, the smile on Madam Feng's face froze slightly, she turned around and took out a bamboo tube from the hidden compartment beside her, and took out a good sealed painting inside.
She gave the painting to Ming Wuyan tremblingly, and said softly: "Yan'er, you have never seen your mother, you must miss her very much! This is the portrait of your mother..."
Ming Wuyan was shocked, she never thought that one day, she would see the portrait of her own mother...
She almost eagerly unfolded the portrait...
Following her movements, a woman as beautiful as a beautiful moon appeared in Ming Wuyan's eyes. Her eyebrows were smiling, and she was wearing a light blue gauze dress, standing gracefully by a lake. The wind was blowing her long hair and raising her sleeves. The whole picture was so peaceful and elegant...
The person in the painting is really a beautiful woman, just as Mrs. Feng described, even when she smiles, she gives people a feeling of holiness like water...
Mother, it is more in line with her imagination of the word saint than that Xue Ruopian!
"Your mother is beautiful, isn't she!" Mrs. Feng sighed lightly.
The portrait is still there, still beautiful, but Yi Ren is no longer there, leaving people to sigh...
Ming Wuyan nodded, "Yes. Goddess, can you give me this portrait?"
Madam Feng lowered her eyelids, and said sadly: "Yan'er, if you knew who painted this portrait, you wouldn't want to keep it."
Ming Wuyan was slightly stunned, and said softly: "Didn't you and my father draw this portrait?"
Mrs. Feng shook her head, and said with some difficulty: "It was drawn by that person... that person is, is..."
Having said that, Mrs. Feng coughed again.
Ming Wuyan relieved her lightly, her thoughts became clearer, and she said with some clarity: "It's hard to come by, this is the painting by Beichen Emperor Beichen?"
When Mrs. Feng heard this person's name again, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and then tears fell.
"Yes, it's him..."
Ming Wuyan didn't understand now, why did Beichen win with Ganniang
She looked at Mrs. Feng suspiciously, with puzzlement and suspicion in her eyes.
"Yan'er, Bei Chenying is a bastard, a devil..." Mrs. Feng suddenly became agitated.
At this moment, General Feng came, and when he saw the portrait, he was furious.
"Qian'er, didn't you say that this portrait was burned? Why is it still there?"
Madam Feng was suddenly dumbfounded, and looked at her husband in a daze.
Ming Wuyan saw that the atmosphere was not right, and hurriedly said: "Godfather, because I heard from my father that my godmother and my mother are very good friends. Yan'er has never met my mother, and I don't even know what she looks like, so I asked my godmother to tell me about it. Godmother thought about where a painting was put in a corner before, so she found it again. Don't be angry!"