Song Dynasty female artist

"The seventh elder is old and has only two disciples. Neither of them has the intention to take over the Law Enforcement Hall. I have proposed to my senior brother that you should take up the post."

Yang Junyou looked at Gao Ge with a smile on his face: "Those who are capable should work harder. Senior Brother's disciples will definitely not let us down, right?"

Gao Ge was so frightened that he made the same gesture as Li Zhengzhen.

How can she be an elder at such a young age?

Now that you have become an elder, how can you leave at will in the future? No, absolutely not!

"Well, the child wants to hang a lantern. Let's go to the door to hang the lantern first. Yixin and Ziyuan are writing a couplet in the flower hall. You can go find them."

Looking at Gao Ge and Li Zhengzhen almost running away.

Yang Junyou suddenly felt that playing pranks once in a while can make people feel refreshed.

Gao Ge wasn't sure if Yang Junyou was joking.

Holding Li Manxin and holding a lantern, they walked out the door. After confirming that Yang Junyou had turned around, the two of them stopped.

Li Zhengzhen held Gao Ge in one hand and held Li Manxin in the other, and poked his head behind the pillar.

After confirming that Yang Junyou went to find Gu Qingjue, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to Gao Ge, "Why do I feel that my uncle's mouth is getting worse and worse."

"You don't feel wrong."

It's indeed getting better and better.

I still remember that when he first became the Young Sect Master, although he could speak well, he was not as careless as he is now.

Yes, that's right.

I just feel like I’m embarrassed now.

When others become young sect masters, they gradually become more dignified and dignified over time, but he did the opposite.

Gu Qingjue was writing couplets with Feng Sheng and Zeng Shengji Shien in the flower hall.

Zeng Shengji has excellent swordsmanship.

Unexpectedly, he could write as well as Feng Sheng.

On the other hand, this person Xiu, who had never met him before, wrote something that is difficult to describe in a single sentence.

Shi En felt Yang Junyou's gaze and didn't take it seriously.

I am now using the body of the demon monk. Even if his parents are still alive, they will not be able to recognize him.

The formation in this house was set up by Su Yixin. She knew that someone was coming, but she didn't know that Yang Junyou would come during the Chinese New Year.

"Uncle, I haven't seen you for a while."

Yang Junyou smiled and nodded: "I haven't seen you for a while."

Su Yixin looked behind Yang Junyou, but did not see the shadows of Li Zhengzhen and Gao Ge: "Uncle, are you here to take your sworn brother and Gao Ge back to the sect?"

No wonder Su Yixin asked this.

This family of three feels like they are letting go when they come here.

They took Gu Qingming and Gu Qingxi around the capital all day long. It is no exaggeration to say that they ate up all the famous restaurants in the capital.

By the way, some scoundrels in Kyoto were dealt with.

It has reached the state of being happy and unwilling to miss Shu.

If the Qingyu Sect is fine, it will be difficult to recall them!
But Yang Junyou would have to come in person.

Anyone else wouldn't be able to suppress Li Zhengzhen and Gao Ge.

"No, I just miss the food you cooked. Since today is the first day of the year, I came over to take a look."

In the sect, it doesn’t matter if it’s old or not.

They only have days of retreat and days of non-retreat.

Just like the head brother, he went into seclusion ten days ago and has not yet come out.

The other elders and those with heirs had a simple meal together as a family and did whatever they had to do.

"This is simple. You write it first and I'll go to the kitchen to take a look."

Su Yixin had prepared the New Year's Eve dishes a few days in advance, and the cook had been busy since yesterday.The kitchen is still busy now.

"Mother Liu, we will cook these twenty dishes for lunch today. You ask them to prepare the dishes. I will fry these six later. You can cook the rest of the dishes whichever one you are good at."

"Okay!"

The kitchen is busy and orderly, everyone is doing their own thing.

Su Yixin took the washed dishes to the chopping board and began to modify the knife according to her favorite style.

The dishes are prepared and the fire is lit.

To say whether this dish is delicious or not, it cannot be judged solely by the cooking skills of the chef, but also by the skills of the person who cooks the fire.

Like Su Yixin, she has been here for so long and has never had a few fires.

When it comes to fire-making skills, he is not as good as Gu Qingjue.

However, now that she has the ability, she doesn't have to do it herself, but occasionally she can make a dish by herself to please herself.

Su Yixin made six special hard dishes this time, one was boiled beef slices, and the other was a particularly delicious rice flour steamed pork that she had eaten before. After many improvements, it was now very mature and extremely soft and glutinous. , as well as three cups of chicken, southern suckling pork knuckles, and the stir-fried snail lion that Su Yixin never gets tired of eating. Finally, she also made charcoal-grilled lamb kebabs, sprinkled with her special barbecue seasonings, and the taste was simply not good.

After she had finished these six dishes, several other cooks also fried the remaining dishes.

Su Yixin went back to the backyard, changed her clothes, and came to the flower hall.

The couplets have been written, and all the tables placed there have been removed and replaced with a large round table.

There is also a turntable on it.

This large round table can seat twenty people and is also designed to imitate a turntable.

The one on top is not glass, it is polished with a very rare ice stone that Feng Sheng gave her on her birthday.

Thin layer, but very strong and durable.

Crucially, it's also as transparent as glass.

Feng Sheng sat in the main seat, with Zeng Shengji and Shi En on his left and right. Gu Qingjue and Su Yixin sat separately this time.

Gu Qingjue sat under Zeng Shengji, and Brother Xi and Sister Ming sat next to Gu Qingjue.

Su Yixin sat under Shi En.

Shi En suddenly felt like he was floating.

Look, her apprentice, although she has a bit of a venomous mouth, usually doesn't look like she respects her teacher.

But today this face is not given enough.

Opposite Feng Sheng was Yang Junyou. In the past, Li Zhengzhen would have definitely moved closer to Yang Junyou, but now he didn't dare.

It is better to leave his precious daughter next to his uncle.

I hope that her precious daughter will impress Yang Junyou with her cuteness, let him eat and drink well, and soon put aside the elder thing.

Tell him not to set his sights on them.

"Father, guess which dishes I cooked?"

Feng Sheng was moved.

The only human warmth he has ever felt since he was a child was given by Baili Yuqiong, who grew stronger with him.

Everyone became respectful to him.

It's just that these respects lack sincerity.

Now, he felt such warmth again, and this warmth was given to him by his and Yuqiong's daughter.

However, the time he spent with his daughter was too short.

I really can’t guess which ones she did.

Yang Junyou smiled: "This, this...and this, you made these, am I right in guessing?"

Su Yixin looked at Yang Junyou in surprise and gave him a thumbs up: "Uncle Master, how did you see this?"

"Your presentation styles are diverse, and the dishes you cook have a special aroma that is different from others."