How can you still have the nerve to say that!

The old lady didn’t bother to respond to him and picked up a piece of East Slope Meat for herself.

The East Slope Meat was cut into neat squares, with the fatty part as soft as jelly. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

At first, the old lady wasn’t prepared and didn’t expect it to be like this.

As a result, when she picked it up with her chopsticks, she almost squashed the fatty part.

Seeing this, the old lady quickly used a spoon as well.

With a spoon in one hand and chopsticks in the other, she placed the East Slope Meat into her bowl.

Placed on top of the rice, the sauce from the East Slope Meat seeped into the grains.

The old lady untied the string around the East Slope Meat.

Since Ye Fei tied a slip knot, it was easy to undo.

With experience now, the old lady used the spoon to scoop a piece of the East Slope Meat.

The fatty part had already been cooked to the point of almost melting away.

When the spoon tapped on it, the pork belly on top jiggled.

The pork belly was simmered to a point of translucency, ready to melt at a touch.

Below the pork belly was lean meat.

But because it was slow-cooked on low heat, the fats from the pork belly and the seasonings’ broth slowly seeped into the lean meat.

The lean meat was also cooked to be soft and tender.

With just an ordinary porcelain spoon, the spoon’s edge wasn’t particularly sharp, more rounded, yet it still easily sliced through the East Slope Meat smoothly.

In the spoon, the old lady could still see the fatty part of the East Slope Meat quivering as she lifted the spoon.

The old lady put the East Slope Meat into her mouth.

The fatty part instantly slid in the mouth like jelly.

The lean meat part was soft and juicy, mixed with the remaining bit of fat, it was tender and smooth, with a variety of textures.

The rich sauce was slightly sweet, with a hint of spiciness, and a touch of wine flavor.

The old lady mixed the remaining half piece with rice.

The rich sauce paired perfectly with the chewy grains of rice.

"This East Slope Meat goes so well with rice, I don’t need anything else, just eating this will fill me up," the old lady said.

Unfortunately, Ye Fei didn’t make much, just enough for one piece per person.

Seeing the old lady’s expression, Ye Fei immediately knew what she regretted.

Ye Fei then said with a smile, "Grandma, even if this is delicious, you can’t eat too much. One piece is enough."

Especially for elderly folks, they shouldn’t eat too much of such high-fat, high-cholesterol food.

It should just be a rare treat to satisfy cravings.

To avoid tempting the elderly couple, Ye Fei intentionally made only one piece per person.

However, indeed, no matter how delicious, if eaten in excess, it could become overwhelming.

Besides, there were so many other dishes.

The old lady had no choice but to lick the sauce left on her lips, still savoring the taste.

"Then make it again sometime later," the old lady said, "to satisfy my cravings."

"Okay," Ye Fei readily agreed.

The old man sneered, "Just look at your hopeless self!"

As if never having eaten anything good before.

The old lady "hummed" and said, "See if you can resist eating it then."

"I won’t, I want to eat it!" the old man said, indifferent to face-saving when delicious food was in front of him.

Zhao Gushen picked up a knife and started cutting the chicken.

The first cut was through the chicken’s abdomen.

The moment the chicken’s abdomen was cut open, the fruity aroma burst forth.

Initially enclosed within the chicken’s abdomen, the fragrance was isolated within.

Only the roasted chicken’s crispy aroma and the fresh scent of vegetables laid beneath and around could be smelled.

But now with the abdomen cut open, the apples roasted to a mushy state all spilled out.

Along with it came the juices turned to syrup during roasting, mixed with the chicken juices.

The meat juices and fruit juices mingled together, simultaneously releasing both meat and fruit fragrances.

The unlikely combination not only visually and audibly unexpected but unexpectedly harmonious.

The juice flowing from the chicken’s abdomen was hot, still steaming.

The fragrance grew even more intense as it wafted.

The chicken’s surface, brushed with honey and butter, turned a rich, glossy golden color.

Just by smelling it, everyone couldn’t help but salivate.

The chicken bones had been roasted to a crisp, making it easy to cut.

Zhao Gushen cut the chicken into manageable pieces like chopped white-cut chicken, convenient for serving.

Ye Fei was initially going to take it to the kitchen for slicing, but not cutting it early made the initial appearance more appealing.

Also considering an early cut might cause it to cool.

How could Zhao Gushen allow Ye Fei to do this?

She had already spent enough time busy with dinner.

"I’ll take care of this little task," Zhao Gushen stopped Ye Fei from doing it.

He took the initiative to grab a knife and handle it.

Although Zhao Gushen didn’t cook and his knife skills were just average.

At least from eating plenty of white-cut chicken at restaurants, he knew how it should be cut.

Moreover, the chicken bones were roasted crisp, easily cut through.

Even with Zhao Gushen’s troublesome knife skills, he managed to cut the chicken properly.

Zhao Dinghuan passed a piece of chicken thigh meat to Xiao Mo.

Although there were only two thighs, Zhao Gushen had cut them into pieces, so everyone could have a taste.

The chicken thigh was juicy but not dry, tender to the bite, also allowing the joy of gnawing on bones.

The little guy took a bite, the crispy skin immediately made a "crunch" in his mouth.

At the same time, the rich juices melted in the mouth.

"So crispy and fragrant!" The little guy couldn’t resist, despite burning his tongue, he continued eating.

Though there was the apple’s fragrance, it wasn’t at all cloyingly sweet.

The vegetables placed under the roast chicken were soaked in the naturally rendered chicken juice, infused with its savory flavor.

At this time, the center Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and Pen Cai dishes were also heated, with water boiling inside.

"By the way, Xiao Fei, how was it when you went to record the show yesterday?" the old lady asked.

Since it wasn’t a competition, just a special program recording.

Near year-end, the family got busy too.

The elderly couple had to meet many guests.

Since it wasn’t a competition, not that important, so the elderly couple didn’t unusually attend the live recording.

And no unexpected incidents happened on set either.

Those players who didn’t get along, the return contestants selected by online voting, naturally had good public relations, charm, and audience affinity.

Those always squabbling during competitions were not liked by viewers.

So, like Chen Zhengping, Ding Ruyun, Fu Jiaxu, these people weren’t popular with the audience.

Other than a few voting for them, most netizens didn’t vote for them.

Among the few votes, apart from fans uniquely admiring their level, should mostly be votes pulled from friends and family.

Ye Fei wasn’t surprised they had fans after all.

Now, who doesn’t have fans?

There’s always someone with a different taste.

And Shi Jiumei, although her name was among the voting options, she had no chance to solicit votes.

Not to mention her main account was banned.

All her small accounts were closely monitored too.

Shi Jiumei simply didn’t get a chance to contact her fans.

Plus, after not appearing for so long, most fans had drifted away.

Therefore, Shi Jiumei didn’t manage to return through this voting either.