"I feel appetite when I smell this fragrance!" Feng Yunqing's greedy worm had been hooked for a long time, and she wanted to eat it immediately. When she thought of it, she couldn't help but pick up the spoon beside the pot and scoop it into the pot. She glanced at Cui'er's expression on the side, and her eyes turned and waved with a smile: "Cui'er, do you want to come and taste it first? I'll send it to you later, and you won't have any good fortune."

"No, no, Miss Seven, please send it to the young masters as soon as possible! The young masters will definitely like it." Cui'er looked at Feng Yunqing's spoon that was put into the pot, her face turned pale, and she immediately took two steps back: "The fragrance is just right at this time, and it will rot if it is cooked, and I'm afraid it will lose its flavor."

"Well, that's right, then I'll send it to the young men now?" Feng Yunqing looked at Cui'er with inquiring eyes.

"Yes, yes, I think it's still right now." Cui'er said immediately.

"Okay! Just listen to you." Fengyun nodded gently and immediately put down the spoon. Seeing Cui'er's eyes lit up, she felt funny. She straightened up and walked along the big pot twice, then frowned and said in distress: "This pot is so big, how should I get it to Zangjiao Pavilion!"

Cui'er looked at the big pot again when she heard this. It was as big as a man's arms. It was thought that it was the big pot in the kitchen. The seventh lady got it here. The pot was covered with a raging fire, burning strongly. The soup in the pot was blooming and hot!

"This pot is too big!" Cui'er also said with a bitter brow.

"Yes! What should I do!" Feng Yunqing frowned and walked around the big pot: "Why do I invite all the young men here?"

"Miss Seven said so much, just invite all the young masters here!" Cui'er nodded immediately and agreed.

Feng Yunqing thought for a while, then looked at Cui'er in embarrassment and sighed: "But I can't invite you! Those guys are better than the other ones. If I were birds with me, wouldn't I have to use such excellent delicacies to please them?"

"Yes, what should Miss Seven do?" Cui'er also made things difficult for her, and she laughed in her heart.

"Well, I'm so embarrassed. This delicious food is about to be ruined. Why don't I eat it myself? I'll try something else to please them in the future." Fengyun Qing's face covered with powder was full of embarrassment. Looking at Cui'er, she waved her hand, picked up the spoon next to the pot and scooped a mouthful of soup and put it in her mouth: "Um, it smells so good..."

He drank a spoonful of soup in a few mouthfuls, then he couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks placed beside the pot, picked up a piece of snake meat and threw it into his mouth: "Ah, it's so fragrant!"

As soon as I got a piece of snake meat, I quickly put the chopsticks into the pot again and started eating bit by bit. As if there was no one around, I forgot Cui'er who was standing not far away.

"Miss Qi... Seven..." Cui'er opened her eyes wide and looked at Feng Yunqing in horror, putting the bright red snake flesh into her mouth, almost unable to speak.

"Hmm? Cui'er, do you want to eat again?" Fengyun turned his head lightly, still chewing the tender snake meat in his mouth, looking satisfied: "If you want to eat, come over. Look at you as a celebrity in front of your elder sister. If anyone else is there, I won't let you!"

"No, I don't eat it...Miss Qi...Don't you want to taste it for you guys? Why...Why did you eat it yourself?" Cui'er found her voice for a long time. She had never seen anyone eat snake meat, and she was so satisfied with eating it.

"Aren't you unable to get this big pot? You can't invite those people. The heat was just right at this time, so I just ate it myself?" Feng Yun said lightly and put the chopsticks into the pot. In a blink of an eye, a snake had already eaten it.

Cui'er looked at Fengyunqing, who was constantly busy working in her mouth with a pale face. The air was filled with the smell of seducing people's appetite. She swallowed her saliva and said with difficulty: "How did Miss Seven bring this pot into the yard? Isn't it better to go to Zangjiao Pavilion?"

"Yes! Cui'er is still smart, why did I forget it? No wonder my sister value you." Feng Yun slapped his forehead and said happily to Cui'er: "Or I'll tell my sister that you will follow me in the future. I won't treat you badly."

"No!" Cui'er's little face immediately turned pale and she blurted out anxiously: "Miss Seven, don't!"

"Don't worry, my sister loves me the most. If I ask her for you, she will definitely give it." Fengyun pretended not to see Cui'er's pale face and said with a smile.

"Sister..."

"Do you feel that you are following me and not following my elder sister?" Feng Yunqing's little face was full of makeup and smiled, holding chopsticks in her hand and staring at Cui'er.

Before she finished speaking, Cui'er knelt on the ground with a thump, lowered her head, and did not look at the wind and clouds: "The eldest lady is as kind as a mountain to me. I swore a few years ago and followed the eldest lady to the death. Please forgive me!"

"That's it!" Feng Yun nodded gently, looked at Cui'er for a while, and saw that she kept lowering her head, her body trembled slightly, and then her eyes, which were covered by the powder, flashed lightly, and she waved her hand and smiled: "I'm kidding, why are you really thinking? Get up quickly, you are the eldest sister's right-hand assistant, I dare not ask for it."

It seemed that he was really joking on a whim. Feng Yunqing turned around and continued to look at the snake meat in the pot. The temptation of the snake meat was much greater than that of Cui'er.

She was obviously relieved. Cui'er stood up on her knees, and the hidden sarcasm in her eyes turned into a deep fear. She didn't think that Feng Yunqing was joking about her. People from Feng Mansion, even people from the entire Nanyang Dynasty, knew that Miss Feng Qi wanted something, or a person, had never been able to get it.

Just like the young men living in Zangjiao Pavilion, Miss Fengqi likes to rub beautiful men and keep Fenghua and Xueyue in mind. This is well known in Nanyang. Even Yun Banyue, known as the first young man in Nanyang, has been snatched back by her for three years, but she still has not yet made her step in Zangjiao Pavilion.

Not to mention that she was just a maid? Cui'er thought of this and didn't want to stay for a moment. She forgot what she was here for. She carefully whispered to Feng Yunqing: "If Miss Seven has no orders, I will take my leave first!"

"Well, go! Go! Say hello to my elder sister on my behalf, I still have to go to Zangjiao Pavilion!" Feng Yun waved his hand lightly.

"That's my servant to leave!" Cui'er saluted Feng Yunqing and hurriedly walked back from the way he came. In a blink of an eye, his figure disappeared from Feng Yunqing's sight.

"Well, I'm leaving so fast, it's boring..." Feng Yun glanced at the direction where the figure disappeared, murmured, picked up the chopsticks again, and wiped out the remaining snake meat in the pot in a blink of an eye. He scooped a few spoons of soup and drank it, touched his belly, and burped: "The red lotus and red snake are indeed the best among snakes! No wonder Yun Banyue looked at them like a treasure..."

Seeing Cui'er's figure disappear, Feng Yunqing shook her head boredly, picked up the chopsticks again and wiped out the other snake at the speed of the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. He then poured a lot of soup. Then he put down the chopsticks and spoon with satisfaction, and burped as half of the snake soup left in the pot.

"The Red Lotus Red Snake Refining is indeed the best among snakes! No wonder Yun Banyue looked at them like a treasure..." Feng Yun gently stroked his belly, not willing to leave so much, and then picked up the spoon and scooped it into the pot. It would be a pity not to drink all of such good snake soup. Even if he was to die, he should not be left.

"Miss Seven!" As soon as the spoon reached into the pot, a sound rang out, and the breath was slightly messy, obviously in a hurry.

"Hmm?" The spoon stopped suddenly, Fengyun turned around. Seeing the person clearly, his long eyelashes blinked, and then his little face covered in powdery smiled like a flower: "Brother Zhang! You are here just right, come and try the snake soup I made, it's so delicious!"

"Snake Soup?" Zhang Bo's beard floated on his chest, obviously he was already old and as thin as a dry stick. He walked towards Fengyun quickly, and there was no drop of sweat on his forehead and face. His old eyes were bright and bright, and he obviously had a profound internal strength.

He was stunned when he heard this, but before he could think about it, he looked at Feng Yunqing and said anxiously: "I won't eat it, I'll come to find Miss Seven for something..."

"Oh! What's the matter for you? Come here and try the snake soup I made. You'll want to take another sip." Feng Yunqing didn't wait for the old man to speak, and immediately took the spoon and took two steps forward, pulled the old man to the big pot, stretched the spoon and scooped a spoonful of snake soup into the pot and handed it to his mouth: "It's really delicious, try it!"

"Miss Seven... Um..." Uncle Zhang had already smelled this fragrance in Feng Mansion, and he had never known where the fragrance came from. Now, as soon as he entered this yard, the rich fragrance became even stronger. Hearing Feng Yunqing's words, he noticed that the big pot in the middle of the yard and the hot pot in the pot came out from there.

When people are old, they can't help but temptation, especially for old people with a more unique hobby for things, so they can't help temptation. As soon as the spoon reaches their mouths, a rich fragrance hits their mouths and noses. When the old man said halfway, he reached out and grabbed the spoon from Fengyunqing's hand. In a blink of an eye, a spoon of soup was taken. Then his eyes lit up: "It smells so good!"

After saying that, he immediately scooped into the pot with an empty spoon. Then he spoon after a spoon, his hands and mouths kept not stopping, which was definitely even lighter than Fengyun, and the wind swept the remaining clouds.

"Old man! I said, "Let me leave something for me! Don't drink it all!" Feng Yunqing stood beside him and looked at Uncle Zhang, and saw that most of the soup was about to come to an end in a blink of an eye and quit.
Chapter completed!