Chapter 3, the right command is at stake.

Miss Seven ... ... Hmm ... ... Zhang Bo had long sensed this fragrance in the Feng residence, but he had never known where it came from. Now, as soon as he entered this courtyard, the rich aroma became even more pronounced. Hearing the gentle words of Feng Yun, he finally noticed the large pot set in the center of the courtyard, and the steaming contents within it, from which the intense fragrance was emanating.

"Oh? What happened to him?" he asked casually while scooping the remaining broth from the pot with a spoon, pouring it back in.

"So, do you want to know what materials he used to make it?" Feng Yunqing looked at him and continued to ask

Aren't you here for something important? What is it?" Fengyunqing held the spoon, did not respond to Zhang Bo's words, and looked at the soup in the spoon.

Old man! I said, at least leave me some! Don't drink it all! Fengyunqing stood by, watching Zhang Bo, and seeing that the pot of soup was about to run dry in an instant, could no longer bear it.

"Miss Seven! It is not my concern, it is Young Master Banyue." Zhang Bo finally remembered and said to Fengyun lightly

What else can be done? Just make a cold dish! Who told Yun Banyue not to keep an eye on his treasure! Feng Yunqing stiffly tugged at the corner of his mouth: "What are you looking for me for if you can't find him? Go look for that old man, grandpa, and also for my elder sister!"

Are you saying... the heir of the Blue Wangfu, Lan Xiaoqing? Those two snakes are meant to treat him? Feng Yunqing, holding a spoon, suddenly stopped stirring the soup... Looking at Zhang Bo's anxious expression and then at the tiny bit of snake soup left in the pot... the corners of his mouth twitched violently, heavens!

The Red Lotus Scarlet Refinement Snake is indeed the finest among snakes! No wonder Yun Banyue treats them like treasures... Fengyun gently caressed her belly, unwilling to leave so much behind, and once again picked up the spoon to scoop into the pot. Such a delicious snake soup, it would be a real shame not to drink it all; even if it meant bursting, it should not be left over.

Indeed! Miss Seven, it is the heir of the Blue Prince's residence, and currently, the representatives from the Blue Prince's residence are waiting in the hall of our Feng residence!" Uncle Zhang exclaimed anxiously, "What should we do now that we cannot find those two snakes?

Upon hearing this, he was momentarily taken aback, but did not have time to think it through. He looked at Fengyun and hurriedly said: "I, an old servant, do not eat; I have come to find Miss Qi for a matter..."

Miss Seven, you are not unaware that the master left for Yun City yesterday, and the eldest young lady entered the palace this morning. She is currently accompanying the noble Consort De in the palace, while the other young ladies in the residence cannot make decisions. If I do not consult you, whom should I consult? If Zhang Bo has no urgent matters or if it is not a pressing issue, he would definitely not come to seek Feng Yunqing. Who in the entire Feng residence does not know that this Miss Seven is unpredictable and not to be trifled with? If it is not a pressing issue, he would definitely not come to seek Feng Yunqing. Who in the entire Feng residence does not know that this Miss Seven is unpredictable and not to be trifled with?

"Miss Seven..." Zhang Bo waited for a long time, watching Feng Yunqing remain still, and could not help but ask.

"This soup, which you describe as the most delicious in the world, has an indispensable ingredient. Do you want to know what it is?" Fengyun lightly interrupted the old man's words, raising his hand to scoop the soup from the large pot. The remaining little bit of soup still exuded a rich aroma, making those who smelled it salivate

After speaking, he immediately scooped with an empty spoon into the pot. Then, one spoonful after another, his hands moved incessantly, and his mouth did not stop either, absolutely matching or even surpassing the speed of the wind sweeping away the clouds.

The Young Master Banyu said that his two red-scaled snakes were lost and ordered the old servant to have someone search for them. Old Zhang's eyes were fixed on the remaining soup in the pot, his heart rising and falling with the spoon as it scooped up and poured out. The craving was insatiable

Zhang Bo's spoon was about to reach into the pot again, but at that moment he remembered Feng Yunqing beside him. He lowered his head to see that there was only the bottom of the pot left, and involuntarily stopped his hand. Turning to look at Feng Yunqing's displeased little face, he forced a dry smile and said, "Miss Seven... I forgot about you!"

Fengyun lightly saw Zhang Bo nodding, and felt a sudden pang in his heart. Looking at the beads of sweat on Zhang Bo's forehead, which fell to the ground and shattered into eight pieces, he steadied his mind and slowly said: "Zhang Bo, do you think this soup is good?"

Hmm? The spoon suddenly paused, and Fengyun turned around lightly. Upon seeing the visitor, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her heavily made-up face broke into a radiant smile: "Zhang Bo! You arrived just in time, come and taste the snake soup I made, it is extremely delicious!"

Watching Cui Er's figure disappear, Feng Yun lightly shook his head in disinterest, picked up his chopsticks again, and swiftly eliminated another snake with the speed of autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves. After gulping down a bellyful of soup, he finally set down his chopsticks and spoon, looking at the half-full pot of snake soup and letting out a satisfied burp

"It really tastes good? Are you sure?" Fengyun looked at him and suddenly felt that this old man was quite pitiful

Hmm! Fengyun nodded slightly, indicating that he understood

As people age, they become increasingly susceptible to temptation, especially those elderly individuals who have unique preferences for certain things; they find it even harder to resist. Just as the spoon was brought to his lips, a rich aroma surged into his mouth and nose. The old man's words were only half spoken as he reached out and snatched the spoon from Fengyunqing's hand, and in the blink of an eye, a spoonful of soup was down his throat. Then, one could see his old eyes light up: "So fragrant!"

"Aren't you supposed to go look for it? Then go look!" Fengyun casually glanced at the old man, continuing to appear indifferent, her small face, covered in makeup, obscuring her expression.

Ah! That's right! But what was it about? I forgot!" Zhang Bo slapped his forehead and began to think in distress

Uh... Miss Seven..." Zhang Bo's face suddenly felt embarrassed, looking at Fengyun lightly and smiling, "How did you make this soup? It is the best thing I have ever eaten in my life. Can you tell me how to make it?"

Miss Seven! Just as the spoon was about to dip into the pot, a voice sounded, slightly breathless, clearly in a hurry

"It is to find Miss Qi! This is what the old master said when he left," Zhang Bo nodded affirmatively.

Snake soup? Zhang Bo's beard fluttered in the wind, clearly indicating that he was quite advanced in age. His body was as thin as a dry stick, and he walked briskly towards Fengyun, with not a single drop of sweat visible on his forehead or face. His pair of old eyes shone with vitality, evidently reflecting profound internal strength

I knew you had forgotten me! Feng Yunqing snatched the spoon from Zhang Bo's hand and said to him, feeling frustrated: From now on, I will no longer share any good things with you.

Feng Yun gazed at Zhang Boqiu's aged face, her red lips parted slightly as she slowly uttered a few words: "Two red lotuses entwined with red snakes"

I want to, but Miss Seven's Young Master Lan...

What?" Zhang Bo couldn't help but stare as Feng Yun lightly scooped the soup with a spoon and asked.

"Oh dear! What brings you here, my esteemed elder? Come quickly and taste the snake soup I made; I assure you, after one sip, you will want another." Feng Yunqing did not wait for the old man to respond, and immediately took a few steps forward with a spoon in hand, pulling the old man to the large pot. He scooped a spoonful of snake soup and brought it to the old man's lips, saying, "It is truly delicious; you must try it!"

But the old servant cannot find it

Then there is nothing I can do! Fengyun lightly waved his hand. His eyes were fixed on the remaining snake soup in the large pot, contemplating that yet another life was about to perish in this world, one that belonged to Lan Xiaoqing

Feng Yunqing looked at him, his appearance typical of someone suffering from senile dementia. This old man had somehow managed to hold the position of the chief steward of the Feng residence for thirty consecutive years without faltering. After pondering for a long time, Feng Yunqing could not come to a conclusion, estimating that her old man, her grandfather, was blind to the truth.

If you can't find it, just tell him you can't find it. Fengyun glanced at him lightly. Is this old man really suffering from dementia?

The best food? That is because you haven't tried snake meat; it is even better than soup. How is it prepared? Of course, it is the extraordinary red lotus red snake from Yun Ban Yue. Hearing Zhang Bo's words and seeing the flattering expression on his old face, Feng Yun couldn't help but roll his eyes in exasperation.

"Oh no! We must find them no matter what!" Zhang Bo looked at Fengyun Qing with a nonchalant expression and became anxious: "Miss Qi, you do not know, the two red lotus red-banded snakes belonging to Young Master Banyu were raised to treat the heir of the Lan Wangfu. Now that the heir's cold poison has flared up, his life is hanging by a thread, and those two snakes have gone missing. What are we to do!"

Did the old man tell you to find me? Feng Yun lightly frowned and replied, "Are you sure the old man didn't say to find my elder sister?"

Miss Qi, you must think of a solution quickly. The old master instructed me before he left that if anything happened in this residence, I should seek you out. The situation is urgent, and you cannot remain indifferent! It is not only difficult to explain to Young Master Banyu, but we also cannot afford to offend the Blue King’s residence!

Indeed, this is the best soup I have ever tasted!

Uh? Zhang Bo was taken aback, not understanding why, at such a critical moment, Feng Yunqing still had the mood to discuss whether the soup was good or not. Nevertheless, he couldn't help but lick the corner of his mouth and sincerely nodded, saying: "It's good!"