Before she finished speaking, her eldest son strode in: "Grandfather, Grandmother, Father, Mother, I'm not too late, am I?"
"Not too late, not too late, just right. Sit down quickly, and wait for your fourth brother to finish the last dish. Then we can start eating," the old lady said with a smile.
Anyway, she had already tasted several dishes, so she had a stomach to fill and it wouldn't hurt to wait a little longer.
"Did Fourth Brother make all of these himself?" Ye Liangwen went to the side to wash his hands, dried them, and returned to the table. As he sat down, he looked at the appetizing dishes on the table and asked incredulously.
"Of course, we all watched him cook each dish in the kitchen. And let me tell you, with Tianxuan's cooking skills, if we opened a restaurant, the business would definitely be good."
"Oh, I wish I could be the manager of a restaurant, sit behind the counter, order a pot of wine, and have my grandson Tianxuan cook whatever I want to eat. Just thinking about that kind of life is wonderful!" After tasting his grandson's cooking, Old Master Ye not only felt that there was nothing wrong with his grandson being a chef, but even he, the father of a fourth-rank prefect, wanted to be the manager.
It's really good that Fengliang Kingdom doesn't have any regulations prohibiting the families of court officials from engaging in business.
"Alright, alright, Tianxuan, come sit next to your grandparents." The old lady, with her sharp eyes, saw her grandson return and spoke up quickly.
"Yes, Grandmother, please wait a moment." After saying this, Tianxuan directed the servants following behind her to place the dishes that had been brought on the table.
Then, Tianxuan obediently sat down next to her grandmother, with her mother, Xia, on the other side.
"Can we officially start eating now?" The second and third brothers, who had been quietly refraining from touching their chopsticks, asked in unison.
The old man waved his hand and said, "Eat up."
Watching the large, happy family enjoying the food on the table, Ye Ren'an was somewhat moved. Then, glancing at his smiling youngest son, that strange feeling welled up inside him again...
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