"Third brother, mother is going to make us something delicious again."
Xingyun, Xu Mo and others had not yet finished building the oven according to the diagram, but little Xier was already imagining what the cake would look like in her little head.
"Sister." Su Ning said confidently based on past experience, "This cake should sell as well as the milk tea. My second brother will be happy when he finds out."
Xiao Xier pinched her chin and thought for a moment, "Do you think the cake is made of eggs?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Lingyu put down the grit-tempered pottery turntable and walked up to the brother and sister with a smile on his face.
"Once the oven is built, you'll know what the cake looks like. But this cake is not easy to make. It's a delicate job."
"Don't be afraid, mother. We will both help and we will definitely succeed."
Xiao Lingyu smiled slightly, "Okay, we'll do it together then. Let's go to the yard."
At this time, Su Xingyi had already set up the easel in the yard, spread out the canvas, ground the ink, and arranged various pigments.
"Xiao Yu, you guys came just in time to start painting."
Xiao Lingyu did not delay and started painting.
Feng Jinyu stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed and his eyes filled with doubt.
The person in front of him had a familiar expression and smile.
But, for a moment, I felt that she was so far away and so strange.
How could he have such a ridiculous delusion?
"Your Highness." Li Yuanliang entered the room carrying the medicine.
Feng Jinyu took a few sips and drank them, then rinsed his mouth with mint water before saying, "The princess asked you to build a barbecue oven. Do you know what it's for?"
Li Yuanliang said, "The old man of the Lu family will have his birthday the day after tomorrow, and the princess plans to use the oven to make him a birthday cake."
Upon hearing this, Feng Jinyu turned his head and looked outside the courtyard. He remembered that every time his father, mother, grandmother, and old Duke Xiao celebrated their birthdays, Xiao Lingyu would paint, write inscriptions, prepare exquisite and gorgeous embroidery in advance, and even play the piano to celebrate.
This is the first time I've heard of this birthday cake.
Milk tea, cakes, perfume, and rare ingredients were all invented after she married into the Su family.
"Did the princess say that she saw this birthday cake in a book?"
Li Yuanliang nodded, "That's what the princess said just now in the kitchen."
Li Yuanliang paused for a moment and continued, "During the three years that the princess was in mourning at her manor outside the capital, she was able to learn medicine on her own. I imagine these novel foods were all invented by the princess while reading her collection of books during those three years."
Feng Jinyu frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong but unable to put his finger on it.
"Okay, I understand. You can go down."
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"Brother, the food is cold. Please finish eating before you start painting."
Su Ning'an seemed not to have heard it, and was determined to display all the expressions of the cranes in his mind on the white wall in one go.
Su Ningjie didn't expect that his elder brother, who loved eating so much, would paint on an empty stomach.
He was worried that he would have a stomachache from hunger.
"Brother Jie, the painting is almost done. Your elder brother is coloring it."
The walls are covered with Sichuan pepper paste, and the entire wall feels bumpy and granular. Painting on it gives the painting a natural three-dimensional feel.
Suningan painted the cranes with a little red, and it looked like a vivid picture of a group of cranes circling.
If you look closely, you will see that each crane has a different expression.
Si Chuyu couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this. Was this drawn by a child who was less than eight years old?
It would be hard for him to believe if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, but this child has a talent for painting.
Si Chuyu took a few steps back, looked at it carefully, and frowned slightly. This painting looked like...
"Brother-in-law, what's wrong? My eldest brother's painting is not good?"
"No!" Si Chuyu said hurriedly: "It looks very good. Did your mother teach you personally?"
"Of course, mother will teach you everything she knows."
Si Chuyu understood what he said. Could it be that the person who taught Madam Su how to paint was Master Linyuan?
A quarter of an hour later, Su Ning'an put down his pen and got off the stool.
Su Ningjie waved his hand, and the Lu family servants quickly moved the footstools on the platform away.
A picture of a group of cranes circling and singing in the abyss appeared completely in front of Su Ningjie and Si Chuyu.
In less than a moment, a group of villagers gathered outside the courtyard wall behind the two of them.
Due to the obstruction of the courtyard wall, only two-thirds of the entire crane painting can be seen.
In order to see the entire mural, some villagers had to jump and lie on the wall to see it.
Of course, the children rode on the adults' necks to watch.
Wu Qingshan smiled and shook his head at this, "What a bunch of idiots! Go into the yard and take a look."
Wu Qingshan entered the cobblestone yard and came to the right wall of the new house. He looked up at the picture of cranes and praised it repeatedly.
At this time, a villager outside the courtyard wall said, "Boss Su, your paintings are really beautiful. Can you also paint a few cranes on my wall?"
“My family wants to paint, too.”
"And our family."
“…”
Soon, the villagers entered the yard and surrounded Suning'an, scrambling to pull Suning'an to run to their own yard.
In an instant, Suning'an became a hot commodity and was snatched away by uncles, aunts and other relatives.
Su Ning'an was a little flattered by this. Is his painting really that beautiful?
He felt that he did not perform well and his painting was just average.
"Stop it!" Su Ningjie shouted, "My brother is still hungry!"
"Yes, I haven't eaten yet." Su Ning'an was relieved, and quickly ran back to the Su family yard next door, closed the door, and started eating!
After Su Ning'an left, Su Ningjie said to the villagers like a little adult:
"Is my eldest brother's painting of a crane good looking?"
"nice."
"The painting looks just like the real thing. It's even better than the paintings in the picture albums in the county bookstores."
Su Ningjie's eyebrows moved slightly, "Do you want to buy the picture album in the bookstore?"
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