When Luo Zhentian heard that Qingshan had made another delicious meal, his eyes lit up and he quickly picked up a yam strip and put it in his mouth, chewing it with a crunch.

"Mmm, delicious, delicious! It completely retains the aroma of yam and is crispy. It's a hundred times better than those French fries or potato chips!"

Luo Wenyuan stared at Qingshan, looking puzzled: Wife, the old man is so fat, why are you still making delicious food for him?

Qingshan: Don’t be impatient, I have a good plan!

"Grandpa, we have not only dried yams, but also dried purple sweet potatoes, dried celery, and dried okra. Please try them all!"

Luo Zhentian kept talking and in a short while he tasted all the dried vegetables that Qingshan brought out. The old man stared at the small plate, still not satisfied.

"Grandpa, drink some sea buckthorn juice to moisten your throat! Sea buckthorn contains a lot of vitamins, which is the best for your body!"

Luo Zhentian gulped down another large glass of sea buckthorn juice, leaned back comfortably in the rocking chair, and felt like he was living a god's life.

The two of them chatted with Luo Zhentian for a while. During this time, Qingshan gave the old man two cups of "Qingshan Herbal Tea" to reduce heat and dampness. Judging from the time, the dried vegetables in Luo Zhentian's stomach should have swelled up.

Qingshan took the plate of preserved fruit back and said to Luo Zhentian, "Grandpa, do you want more preserved fruit?"

Luo Zhentian was about to reach for his favorite licorice apricots when he suddenly burped. His outstretched hand paused. The old man touched his stomach, feeling very full. He looked at the preserved fruit with regret and muttered to himself:

"Eh? Weird! I didn't eat much today, so why am I so full? Never mind. I'm not going to eat anymore. Xiaoshan, leave the preserved fruit for now. I'll eat it later while I watch TV!"

"Okay!"

After a while, Luo Zhentian actually stood up on his own initiative and strolled around the living room with his hands behind his back. After wandering around for a long time, he felt unsatisfied and asked Luo Wenyuan to accompany him for a walk in the Bauhinia Garden, which was separated from the community by a wall.

Luo Wenyuan secretly gave Qingshan a thumbs up, with an expression of admiration on his face, and accompanied Old Man Luo out.

At first, Qingshan thought that the old man ate so many snacks every day because the food produced in the space tasted good. Later, she gradually realized that things were not that simple. The Chen family also ate the snacks made by Qingshan, but no one ate them as much as Luo Zhentian. She had to look for the reason in the old man himself.

Despite being the head of state and a key figure in power, Luo Zhentian spent his early years on the military, facing a shortage of supplies and finding food to eat was a blessing. As society stabilized and the country prospered, he developed hypertension, requiring dietary restrictions, leaving him without the luxury of a good meal. Now that he's recovered and can eat whatever he wants, he no longer has to suppress his craving for delicious food, which inevitably leads to overindulgence and "revenge" overeating.

The person who tied the bell must untie it. Since the problem lies with the old man, then we should find a way to make him stop overeating on his own initiative. Qingshan had long expected that Luo Wenyuan would not be so easy to confiscate the snacks from his grandfather. He was just watching the fun just now.

The method Qingshan used was actually very simple. She made a batch of dehydrated vegetables, all of which were varieties rich in dietary fiber. Qingshan used her spiritual power to dehydrate them herself, which not only retained the freshness and original flavor of the vegetables, but also enriched them with spiritual power, which was of great benefit to the body.

Dehydrated vegetables may seem small in size, but once eaten, they quickly swell with the liquid in the stomach, increasing their volume dozens of times and creating a noticeable feeling of fullness. Feeling bloated, the old man stopped eating other snacks and even asked to go for a walk. Killing two birds with one stone—won't that be wonderful?