"Okay!" Fatty Li reluctantly looked away from the plate of scallion omelets.
She pouted and sat back down at the table.
He wasn't angry at Yu Hui, but rather worried that he might lose control and eat the plate of scallion omelets the next second...
Without Fatty Li as a burden, Yu Hui's cooking speed increased significantly.
In less than half an hour, six dishes were ready.
Three-cup chicken, scallion omelet, boiled fish, stir-fried green beans, hand-torn cabbage, and a bowl of cooling and refreshing winter melon soup.
"The dishes are all cooked, let's eat!"
Upon hearing this, Fatty Li, Pan Tiezhu, and Ye Qian immediately stood up.
They all rushed to get their rice.
Ye Yiqiu and Li Mei also held bowls and stood in line behind the three of them.
The first person to serve rice, Fatty Li, was very sensible.
He first ladled a bowl of rice and handed it to Yu Hui, saying with a smile:
"Chef Yu, you've worked hard today. Now go and enjoy your dinner. Leave the washing and cleaning to us!"
Hearing this, Yu Hui was quite pleased.
His face was beaming with a smile.
"You have the sweetest tongue, thank you!"
He took the bowl of rice and naturally sat down in the south-facing position.
In ancient times, this position was the seat of honor, reserved for the person of the highest rank.
Although we live in a peaceful era where everyone values equality, Yu Hui was indeed a major contributor this time.
He deserves this position!
Soon, the "starving ghosts" had their meals served and sat down in turn.
Once all six of us were there, we started eating!
Fatty Li swallowed hard as he looked at the huge table of food.
This looks delicious!
He instinctively picked up a piece of his favorite scallion omelet, blew on it to cool it down, and then put it in his mouth...
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