Xiaoxi rushed into the kitchen and shouted, "Grandpa said to serve two more dishes and a bottle of wine, hurry up, hurry up!"
The chubby chef looked at Xiaoxi and said, "What? The patriarch is urging us again! The problem is, we have no dishes to cook, and where can we find any wine?"
Ye Shiming also wanted to jump up and down.
"I'll go up ahead and try to appease the old ancestor again. I don't care, you have to think of something!"
Ye Shiming left the kitchen after saying that.
"What do we do? What do we do? We can't live like this anymore!"
The fat chef was anxious and aggrieved. Suddenly, he felt a pang of heart palpitation and collapsed.
Xiaoxi knew the fat chef would be fine, but he was used to a leisurely life and couldn't handle the sudden pressure, so he fainted.
"Hehe, it's my turn to shine!" Xiaoxi smiled smugly and started working on her hands.
She saw that the kitchen refrigerator was indeed empty, except for two large cabbages. With her skills, she could turn cabbages into something magical.
She quickly prepared a vegetarian dish of cabbage. Remembering that she also needed wine, Xiaoxi found the ordinary wine that the servants usually drank in the kitchen.
As the saying goes, old wine in a new bottle, and then it was placed on a tray along with the cabbage and served out together.
Of course, both the dish and the wine were specially prepared by Xiaoxi.
Xiaoxi brought the dish to the old ancestor, who had just smashed several dishes and was so angry he wanted to overturn the table.
Suddenly, a refreshing fragrance wafted towards the ancestor.
Ye Shiming, who was standing next to him, glared at Xiaoxi as soon as he saw the cabbage that was served, and was about to explode.
This dish of home-style cabbage looks quite ordinary, with slightly yellowed leaves that seem to indicate that it has been through sunshine and rain.
The edges of the vegetable leaves were slightly curled, as if they had been gently kneaded by time.
The cabbage stalks were pure white, translucent, and formed a striking contrast with the slightly yellow leaves.
Scattered on the plate were some chopped scallions, adding a touch of fresh color to the dish.
"How dare you! You dare to serve such unfit food to our ancestor!"
Ye Bingkun finally roared it out.
Xiaoxi pretended to be terrified and stammered.
"However, the chef said that although it doesn't have the fancy appearance of delicacies, it has the taste of home."
Its simplicity, like the ordinary moments in life, brings a sense of peace and tranquility.
Xiaoxi managed to make this simple dish of cabbage sound like something out of a spiritual absurdity.
It seems that this is not just a dish, but a symbol of home and a manifestation of warmth.
The old ancestor glanced at the plain cabbage with eyes full of anger, picked up a piece with his chopsticks, and put it in his mouth.
His furious face gradually turned peaceful.
"Alright, Ye Bingkun, she's still a child. Why are you making things difficult for her?"
The old ancestor poured a cup of wine from the wine pot, took a sip, and his tone became surprisingly gentle.
"Ye Bingkun, you haven't changed your temper after all these years? Look how scared this child has become!"
Ye Bingkun stared at the old ancestor in horror, as if he had seen a ghost.
Thinking to himself: Holy crap, when have I ever seen the patriarch so good-tempered? Just now he was about to flip the table and kill someone.
"Alright, let the child go down. Ye Bingkun, you should try it too. The food is good, and the wine is fine too!"
Since the patriarch had already said so, Ye Bingkun couldn't afford to cause any more trouble.
His tone softened slightly, but he was still impatient with Xiaoxi.
"What are you still standing here for? Get down here!"
Xiao Xi felt like she had been granted a pardon and timidly walked towards the door. She secretly looked back and saw that the old ancestor and Ye Bingkun had both eaten cabbage and drunk wine.
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