Vol 2 Chapter 125: Gentleman's Kitchen (one more)

Ye Chang found Su Feng Nuan a very elegant silk soft skirt, and took it to the screen.
Su Fengnuan immediately said to him, "Just throw it in, don't come in."
Ye Chang chuckled, "What are you afraid of? I can't eat you either." After the words fell, he naturally opened the curtain and entered the screen, gave her a calm look, and put his dress aside. He turned around and walked out again.
The movements are natural and smooth, and the behavior is no good.
Su Fengnuan was speechless, and his face changed for a long while before he gritted his teeth and got out of the barrel, wiped his body, put on his clothes, and walked out.
Ye Chang instructed, "Change a bucket of water."
Qian Han responded and carried the bucket of water with someone, and soon changed a bucket of clean water and carried it behind the screen.
After Su Fengnuan took a shower, he felt comfortable and didn’t want to go back to Su Mansion anymore. So he went directly to Ye Chang’s bed, laid the bedding, and climbed onto the bed neatly, lying on Ye Chang’s bed, covered His quilt closed his eyes comfortably.
After Ye Chang took off her coat, she turned around and saw that she had fallen asleep. He was amused for a while, "Is that sleepy?"
Su Fengnuan gave a thick "um", "I'm so sleepy."
Ye Chang was helpless, every time she came to him, she couldn't say a few words, she fell asleep with exhaustion, and it is still the same now, he rubbed his eyebrows, "Then you go to sleep." The words fell, behind the screen.
Su Fengnuan fell asleep really quickly.
When Ye Chang came out of the shower, Su Fengnuan had already fallen asleep, sleeping very peacefully and sweetly. He didn't wake her up at all when he made slight movements. He stepped up to the bed, went to bed and sat down next to her, and looked at her for a moment. The scent of scented grass overflowed from the person who was cleaned. It smelled very nice. She looked clean and beautiful when she fell asleep. No matter how you look at it, it is as exquisitely crafted.
He stared at her for a moment, and couldn't help but reach out and touch her face gently.
Su Fengnuan fell asleep quietly, not disturbed.
Ye Chang gently traced the outline of her face for a moment, then withdrew his hand, playing with her hair, his heart was so soft that it almost dripped water. He thought, her martial arts is extremely high, these years outside, she will definitely not be so capricious and reliable as she was beside him.
People who run on the rivers and lakes all the year round are always vigilant, especially for people like her. While friendships are widespread, the people who offend must also be widespread.
He thought, this is not vigilant, except for her family, probably only in front of him, right?
There is a person who cannot count the strengths and has a lot of shortcomings. There is a person who is unique in the world. He cares about, likes, loves, misses, angry, angry, can't let go, can't let go, and can't let her go. On the belt. There is only one her in the world.
Half an hour later, Ye Chang waved his hand to turn off the light, lay down next to Su Fengnuan, wrapped her body in his arms, and closed his eyes.
Moonlight shines through the window into the inner room, a room is radiant.
On the second day, Su Fengnuan woke up and opened his eyes. It was already midday.
She was the only one sleeping on the bed. She stretched out her hand and touched it. The quilt beside her was cold. She pushed the quilt away and sat up, glanced at the room, and there was no one. She put on her shoes and went to the ground, came to the door, opened the door, and the sun was shining on her. She stretched out her hand to block her eyes, adjusted to a moment, and then took it away. She looked up at the sky. The sun was in the middle of the sky, obviously it was midday.
She stood against the door frame for a while, wondering if she slept till now?
At this moment, Qian Han came over and bowed to Su Fengnuan, "Girl, are you awake?"
Su Fengnuan looked at him and asked, "Where is Ye Chang? Have you entered the palace?"
Qian Han shook his head, "I'm in the kitchen, I'm cooking for you." When he finished, he added, "The emperor hosted a banquet at night."
Su Fengnuan nodded, turned around and went back to the room.
After she freshened up, before Ye Chang came back, she went out again and went to the kitchen.
Ever since Ye Chang learned to make sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, a small kitchen has been specially set up in the main courtyard for other purposes.
As soon as Su Fengnuan approached the small kitchen, she smelled the scent of the food coming out of it. She sniffed and felt extremely hungry. When I came to the door and looked inside, I saw a small servant burning on the fire. Ye Chang was standing in front of the pot, holding a long spoon, and stirring in the pot.
Inside the pot is a pot of fish soup with fresh meat.
Su Fengnuan leaned against the door frame and looked at Ye Chang, thinking that he was wearing a brocade robe and holding a long spoon, Qingjun looked very beautiful.
When Ye Chang heard the movement, he turned his head and glanced at the door. When he saw her lazily smiling and extremely happy, he also hooked the corner of her mouth and smiled and said to her, "I guess you are about to wake up. You can eat without this last soup."
Su Fengnuan nodded and asked, "How long will this soup take?"
Ye Chang said, "A cup of tea is about the same."
Su Fengnuan immediately turned around, ran out quickly, and said, "That's okay, you do it first, and I will come as soon as I go."
Ye Chang didn't know, so he didn't care about her anymore.
After a while, Su Feng Nuanfu came to the small kitchen again, holding a drawing board, a blank scroll of drawing paper, and holding a pen in his hand. After he came, he glanced at Ye Chang and said nothing. Then he drew on the drawing paper.
Ye Chang raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing in a hurry?"
Su Feng Nuan said without looking up, "Draw you."
"Huh?" Ye Chang put down the long spoon and was about to come over.
"Don't move, what should you do, don't talk, be quiet, just like just now." Su Fengnuan reached out to stop him.
So Ye Chang picked up the long spoon again, stood in front of the pot, smiled casually to her and said, "It's rare that you have this kind of yaxing, but don't paint me like a human, ghost, or ghost that is difficult to enter."
Su Fengnuan snorted softly and muttered, "Look at me."
Ye Chang chuckled, "Give it to me when it's finished."
Su Fengnuan said while painting, "Why should I give it to you? I did it."
Ye Chang said without any doubt, "You painted me, so you must give it to me."
Su Fengnuan was speechless and stopped talking.
Ye Chang gently stirred the soup in the pot. After a while, he looked back at her and saw that she occasionally raised her eyes to look at him. The painting was extremely serious, the brushwork was skillful and smooth, without pause, and the technique was extremely fast.
After a cup of tea, Ye Chang put down the spoon, ordered the young man to put out the fire, and took the soup pot out of the pot to hold the soup.
Tang Sheng was fine, Ye Chang ordered the young man to go to the painting hall, washed his hands, and walked to Su Fengnuan.
When he came to the front, Su Fengnuan finished the last stroke. She put down the pen, rubbed her hands, and smiled at him, "Look, how did I paint?"
Ye Chang came to her and stood still, looking at the picture scroll on the drawing board. Inside, there was an unobstructed view of the kitchen. He was standing in front of the pot and stirring the soup. The soup in the pot was steaming, and the young man squatted in front of the stove. When the fire was burning, the flames sprang out occasionally, and the little servant turned his face to avoid it. There were more than a dozen dishes on the table not far away, and it was lightly heated, and it was just ready.
This is an instant interior of the kitchen, his people are close-ups, and the rest are the background.
He has a sloppy posture, holding a long spoon in his hand, and his eyes are serious, so it seems that he is truly beautiful and beautiful. Such a man, it is obvious that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen, and has nothing to do with a place like the kitchen, but he stands here and does not violate the peace.
In this painting, the brush should be delicate and gentle as water, and the rough spots should be very rough. But in one place, I have to say that although the painting skills of the painters are not unique, they are also rare masterpieces in the world.
Masterpieces are no longer in the meticulous craftsmanship, but in the mood of the painter.
For those who have reached a certain level of painting skills, what they pursue is to be open and lofty, not rigid and precise.
Ye Chang looked at the painting in front of him and didn't speak for a long time.
Su Fengnuan stretched out his hand to push him, "What the is it? Okay? Are you talking?"
Ye Chang remained silent.
Su Fengnuan said proudly, "I think, this is the best painting I have painted so far." When the word is over, she will start to paint, "You don't like it, I put it away. Haha, if you sell it, you can definitely sell it at a good price."
Ye Chang's face suddenly became stern, stretched out his hand to block her hand, tilted his head to look at her, "You want to sell it?"
Su Fengnuan blinked at him, "I'm quoting my brother's words, and it will surely sell for a sky-high price. You don't know, when my brother and I were out of the river and lakes before, he had no money to spend, so he would paint and sell it. Get some fame..."
Ye Chang hummed, "You don't want to sell my paintings." When the words fell, he sternly said, "Inscribe your name."
Su Fengnuan looked at him, "My name is worthless."
"What do you do with so much nonsense? This is a painting you made, so you naturally want you to write inscriptions." Ye Chang put the pen to her, "Just ask Nuannuan."
Su Fengnuan coughed, "Inscribe my words, this painting is a big discount, can you think about it?"
Ye Chang snorted softly, "Just ask Nuannuan."
Seeing him persist, Su Fengnuan was in a good mood and nodded, "Okay." When the words fell, she took the pen and asked him, "Do you want a poem?"
Ye Chang shook his head, "If you come to write a poem, you won't have a good poem, you don't need to write it."
"Who said that?" Su Fengnuan was dissatisfied and didn't listen to him. After turning his eyes and thinking for a while, Xingyun smoothly wrote a small poem, and at the end, he inscribed Su Fengnuan with three big characters.
Ye Chang stood aside. Although he said he didn't want her to write poems, he didn't stop her. When she finished the question, his face turned red, and he sneered, "Sure enough, it's a messy poem that is unsightly, not elegant."
Su Feng Nuan Dale, stretched out his hand to pinch his face, and teased, "Ye Shizi, look at this painting clearly, you are in the kitchen, not a court, how can you let me kick a poem that you made a great place?"
Ye Chang patted her hand off and laughed at her. He stretched out his hand and slowly and carefully rolled up the painting, held it in his hand, and said to her, "Let's go, I'm going to eat."
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This is one more~