Mrs. Ye's hand trembled as she cut off a palm-sized piece of meat, placed it in a bowl, and handed it to Wei Yan, saying, "Try it, Mr. Wei, and see how it tastes."
Wei Yan also felt that his previous behavior was too unstable. He nodded reservedly and took the bowl from Mrs. Ye.
The lamb leg with skin is roasted until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
The thick fat stored by wild goats in autumn is forced out during the roasting process, soaking the firm mutton inside the lamb legs.
One bite and your mouth is filled with juicy and oily meat.
Wei Yan hadn't eaten such delicious meat for a long time, and he almost swallowed his tongue because of the delicious taste.
He made up his mind to wait for the roasted lamb leg at noon today.
As for the stewed chicken with mushrooms, he had eaten that dish many times before outside the Great Wall, so it didn't matter if he missed one meal.
But when the lid of the big pot of pheasant stewed with mushrooms behind him was lifted, the fragrance wafted over like a hook.
Try your best to tempt him to look back.
Wei Yan thought to himself, fortunately I didn't brag just now, no one would know if I regretted it now.
He couldn't suppress the gluttony in his stomach, and when he looked back, his eyes were immediately fixed on the pot and couldn't be taken away.
The chicken and mushrooms were already cooked, so Mrs. Ye took off the lid and started to collect the soup.
The soup in the pot has been stewed into a thick amber color, shining alluringly in the sunlight.
As the spatula flips the pot, the soup is evenly coated on each piece of chicken and mushroom...
Wei Yan's Adam's apple rolled as he watched, and he kept swallowing his saliva.
Why does this pheasant stewed with mushrooms seem different from what I’ve eaten before?
Seeing that the soup was almost dried up, Mrs. Ye quickly asked Boss Ye to turn off the heat.
She first served two large bowls and cut off a large piece of roasted lamb leg.
Then she called out to Ye Lao Si and said, "Lao Si, please quickly deliver these to Madam Qin."
Boss Ye also took the opportunity to order: "Remember to help mother back."
"Okay!" Ye Laosi held three bowls in his hands and walked quickly.
"Sister-in-law, come and give me a hand." Mrs. Ye wrapped two pieces of cloth around the two sides of the iron pot and called Mrs. Ye to come over and help lift it.
Brother Ye had just put out the fire under the pot. Seeing this, he stretched out his long arm, picked up the pot and said, "Move away. Be careful not to get burned."
As he spoke, he moved the pot and placed it next to the roasted lamb leg.
Wei Yan had been craving for the food for a long time, so he immediately reached out for his chopsticks to pick up a piece of chicken to taste it.
But suddenly, Qingtian beside him pulled his sleeve.
"What's wrong? Sunny, do you want some chicken? I'll get it for you!"
When facing sunny days, Wei Yan always has endless patience and gentleness.
Qingtian shook his head and said, "You can't eat it. You have to wait for grandma to come before you can start eating."
These words made Wei Yan's old face turn red, but fortunately his beard covered it so that others could not see it.
Think of Mr. Dongguang. He has been treated as a guest of honor wherever he goes these years. People always look at his face and wait for him to start eating.
So he completely forgot that he was just a passerby rescued by the Ye family, and at most he could only be called Mr. Ye Changrui.
It is not right for you to eat before the host even starts eating.
Wei Yan quickly put down his chopsticks, only then realizing that even the children of the Ye family were sitting obediently waiting for Old Madam Ye, and he felt even more embarrassed.
Guo seemed to see an opportunity. She immediately stood up and scooped a large spoonful of pheasant stewed with mushrooms into Wei Yan's bowl, saying attentively, "You are a gentleman and a guest. How can I make you wait for my old lady? Don't listen to the sunny weather. Eat it while it's hot."
Although she didn't know who Wei Yan was, she knew that since the Qin family treated him with respect, he must be someone important, so it would be a good idea to try to please him first.
If someone is happy and gives Ye Laosi and myself some support, then we will become rich.
In order to find an opportunity to please Wei Yan, Guo even secretly learned a few lines of Beijing dialect from the Qin family's servants.
It’s a pity that what she said was so incoherent that it made it seem even weirder.
Guo's plan was a good one, but Wei Yan didn't appreciate it at all. He pushed the bowl forward and said, "What do you mean, Fourth Sister Ye? Am I not as good as a few children at my age?"
"Mr. Wei, that's not what I meant..."
Just as Guo was about to explain, she saw Ye Lao Si, who had gone to deliver the food, coming back with Ye Lao Madam.
After Old Lady Ye sat down, she said, “My legs were numb just now, and it took me a long time to recover before I asked Old Fourth to help me back.
"Why don't you guys just eat first? Why do you have to make Mr. Wei wait for me?"
When Mrs. Guo heard this, she immediately became excited, thinking that she had finally done something that would make Old Lady Ye praise her.
But before she could say anything, Wei Yan said, "Old lady, you have taught them well. The children in your family are very polite and well-behaved. This is really rare!
"Just now your daughter-in-law served me some chicken, but how can I eat it all by myself?
"You guys saved my life, so it's only right that I wait for you to have dinner together!"
When Guo heard this, her eyes widened.
Isn't he a scholar? How can he be so shameless?
Don’t think that only Qingtian saw you picking up the chopsticks just now. I saw it clearly too!
Why are you suddenly saying this now?
It made her look like a nobody.
To receive Wei Yan's compliment, the wrinkles on Mrs. Ye's face were smoothed out with joy.
"Mr. Wei, you're really too kind. We are all country folk, just following some old customs passed down by our ancestors. We can't compare to the wealthy families."
Wei Yan, however, scoffed at the rules of the wealthy families and said, "They are just fancy things, meaningless."
Old Madam Ye picked up her chopsticks and said, "Let's eat."
Everyone then picked up their bowls and started eating.
Wei Yan couldn't wait to pick up a piece of chicken with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.
Although pheasant meat is fresh, it is generally tougher and inferior to domestic chicken meat.
But Mrs. Ye stewed the meat at just the right temperature, and every piece of meat was soaked up with the broth.
Take a bite and it explodes in your mouth immediately.
The mellow aroma of pheasant and the deliciousness of mushrooms blend together, complementing each other to create a new and unique delicacy.
Wei Yan had never been able to understand why people outside the Great Wall would serve stewed chicken with mushrooms as a staple dish to entertain guests.
Now I realize that I was just looking at the world from a narrow perspective.
It’s not that the food is not tasty, but he has never eaten food that is cooked well before.
If all Northeastern people could cook at the level of Mrs. Ye, not only would it be used as a main dish to entertain relatives and friends, it would be no less delicious even if it was taken to Beijing for a banquet.
At noon, there was roasted lamb legs and stewed chicken with mushrooms. These two meat dishes made everyone's stomachs full.
After Ye Changnian had eaten his fill, he lay contentedly on the flatbed cart and pulled Qingtian's hand to touch his stomach.
"Sister, touch it, my little belly is back!"
Sister-in-law Ye, who was cleaning up the dishes, couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard this and said, "This silly child, he thinks having a belly is a good thing!
"He even let Qingtian touch him. If he grows up to be a big fat boy, I'll see if he cries."
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