Unfortunately, the food is limited, but the appetites of those who eat it are like bottomless pits.

At this time, let alone relatives, even biological grandchildren may not be taken care of.

In the west room, Old Lady Wang ate bite after bite of the dry-fried fish. She didn't even bother to pick out the fish bones for her grandson. She just picked up a few pieces of candied sweet potato and gave them to him, coaxing him, "There are chili peppers in this fish. It's very spicy. Children can't eat it.

"Here, have this candied sweet potato. It's sweet. Isn't it your favorite?"

But her grandson is no longer a three or four-year-old child who is ignorant and easy to deceive.

He stretched out his arm, dipped his chopsticks in the broth from the fish, took a sip and immediately shouted, "Grandma, you're lying, it's not spicy at all!

"Grandma, I want to eat fish! I want to eat fish!"

The fat boy kept yelling, making it impossible for others to continue chatting.

But Old Lady Wang was the elder after all, so Ye Hua couldn't say anything, so he winked at Ye Juan'er.

Ye Juaner immediately understood and said, "Aunt Wang, the child is already so old, it's okay if there's a little bit of chili in the dish.

“In fact, we put some dried chilies in the soybean stewed pig’s trotters just now, and I saw that the child was eating it very well.

"Your grandson is obviously well-raised. He's taller and stronger than other children. He's almost grown into a big boy. It's time for him to learn to eat some chili!"

"Grandma, I want to eat fish! I'm not afraid of spicy food!" When the little fat boy heard someone speaking for him, he immediately pestered Grandma Wang and begged her endlessly.

Moreover, he had just tasted the fish and couldn't stop eating it. He insisted on eating the fish.

Old Mrs. Wang had no choice but to accept the embarrassment she would suffer if she continued, so she quickly picked up a piece of fish and put it in her bowl and began to pick out the bones.

However, at this time, the areas with fewer bones, such as the fish's belly, have been divided up, leaving only areas with more bones.

Her eyes were blurry and she spent a long time picking the fish until it became a mess before she finally put it into her grandson's bowl.

The little fat boy looked at the fish meat that had been torn into pieces and pouted in dissatisfaction.

Old Lady Wang reached out from under the table and pinched him, whispering, "Today is the first time I've brought you out to dinner. What did I tell you at home? Did you promise to be obedient?"

"I'm telling you, if you make trouble again, I won't bring you out to dinner anymore."

After hearing this, the little fat man finally calmed down.

There are so many delicious foods at the banquet, how could he give up everything else just for a bite of fish?

But what the little fat boy didn’t know at this time was that not all banquets in life were of this standard.

The first time he went out to a banquet with his grandmother, the standards were raised too high, resulting in a feeling of both pain and joy every time he went to a banquet afterwards.

If you are lucky enough to meet Mrs. Ye who is the chef, then there is nothing to worry about.

If you are unlucky, you won’t be able to pick out two delicious dishes out of ten.

At this time, everyone at the five tables was very satisfied with their meals. However, Mrs. Ye Dasao and Mrs. Ye Sansao, who were still busy in the kitchen, had no idea what the reaction outside was.

Seeing that the person who had just gone out to serve the dishes had returned to the kitchen, Sister Ye San hurriedly asked, "Sister, how is the food outside? What are everyone's reactions?"

"You don't know yet? Except for the first dish, the reactions at the table for the other dishes were amazing!" The server said, his mouth almost watering. "I'm so envious."

"First dish?" Mrs. Ye asked, "Is it the cold dish?"

"That's right!" the server said with a smile. "Don't take it personally. Maybe people here aren't used to having vermicelli noodles in cold dishes. Everyone else is enjoying the other dishes!"

After hearing this, Mrs. Ye couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Mrs. Ye didn't expect that they would mistake rice noodles for vermicelli. She reached out and took out the bowl she had used to mix the vegetables. There was still half a bowl of cold dishes left in the bowl that had not been served on a plate.

She originally thought that since there were too many meat dishes today, everyone would definitely need some cold dishes to cleanse their mouths. Adding more cold dishes would allow for more refills.

I didn’t expect that the people here didn’t know what Lapi’er was and mistook it for vermicelli. No one picked up the chopsticks.

"Sister, this is not vermicelli, it is rice noodles I made myself with mung bean flour. Would you like to try it?" Mrs. Ye recommended.

"Ah? It's not vermicelli?" The person who served the dish didn't hesitate to take a big bite. "Hmm, it really is. It's completely different from vermicelli. You know what, it's smooth and cool, and quite refreshing. The sour taste is also quite appetizing.

"No wonder you wanted to serve this dish first. It's us who don't know its value."

The woman serving the food said cheerfully, "Don't worry, I'll go tell them and let them all try this skin."

"Lapis!"

"Yes, Lapi'er!" the woman said, turning around and leaving the kitchen, but soon came back, "Oh, I was saying no one wanted to eat the first dish, it turns out they haven't had time to eat it yet.

"Just now I went over to each table and saw, wow, everyone has eaten everything."

As the woman spoke, she took the basin still filled with Lapi and said, "You continue with your work. I'll go add these to them."

The previous dishes were all meat dishes, from donkey meat to pig's trotters, to dry-fried fish and braised rabbit meat. Everyone rushed to eat them, fearing that they would not eat enough, and ate quickly and anxiously.

It tastes good, but it’s a bit too much and I feel like I can’t eat anymore.

It was at this time that I finally discovered the benefits of cold-mixed rice noodles.

After a few bites, my mouth immediately felt refreshed, and I started to salivate. My appetite was also awakened again, and it seemed that I could eat a big meal again.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!