"Ye Rongyao!" Ye Shuting said.

"Tingting, what are you kidding? Ye Rongyao is famous for being incompetent in our village and is still a lazy person. If you say that he is the chef, he will not even cook a decent dish. If you ask him to be a chef, you will not let the old and young men in the village laugh to death."

Ye Shuting's eldest uncle Ye Fugui shook his head and said, Ye Fugui was a little confused. How could his smart niece think of letting Ye Rongyao be the chef? That boy can be the chef and he can be the mayor.

"Uncle, grandpa, listen to me, Ye Rongyao's cooking skills are really good. I've eaten the food he cooks, which are hundreds of times better than the chefs of such a big hotel in the county."

Ye Shuting said. Thinking of the food Ye Rongyao cooked, Ye Shuting wanted to drool. The food he cooked was so delicious. It would be great if his husband could have such a cooking skill in the future. Now Ye Shuting is a little envious of his best friend for having such a good cooking skill.

"It's hundreds of times better than the chefs in the big hotel in the county. Tingting, don't you talk to me in your sleep, right?"

Ye Xianghai asked. Ye Xianghai naturally didn't believe that Ye Rongyao had any great cooking skills, and thought that his granddaughter was still talking nonsense.

"Grandpa, I didn't lie to you. Ye Rongyao's cooking skills are really good. After you have eaten the food he cooks once, you will never forget the delicious food in your life." Ye Shuting said very seriously.

"I will never forget it for the rest of my life, it is not as exaggerated as you said, right?"

Ye Fugui asked disbelief, thinking that his eldest niece's words were too exaggerated. Just like Ye Rongyao, he could understand what cooking skills he could do, and whether he could cook or not was certain.

"Uncle, grandpa, I didn't lie to you. Really, Ye Rongyao's cooking skills are really amazing." Ye Shuting said anxiously when she saw that her grandfather and uncle didn't believe her words.

"Tingting, stop making trouble. It is not a joke to hold a college wedding banquet for you. It is a chef's business. Your uncle and I will find a way, so you don't have to worry."

Ye Xianghai directly denied his granddaughter's opinion. Ye Xianghai didn't believe that Ye Rongyao knew what cooking skills he had. It would be impossible to make any jokes about holding a wedding banquet.

"Grandpa, wait, I will let you understand that I didn't lie to you. Ye Rongyao's cooking skills are really amazing."

Seeing that his grandfather and uncle didn't believe him, Ye Shuting stopped eating and stood up and ran outside.

"Tingting, where are you going? No more eating."

Ye Xianghai looked at his granddaughter who was leaving in surprise and asked loudly. But Ye Shuting ran too fast and saw no one leaving the house in a blink of an eye.

"This child..." Ye Xianghai shook his head and said helplessly to himself.

...

"Tingting, what's wrong with you? You ran so urgently?" Liu Qingqing, who was eating, asked in confusion as he looked at Ye Shuting who was running into the canteen panting.

"This... this... the food was made by Brother Honor?" Ye Shuting asked breathlessly.

"I did it, what's wrong?" Ye Rongyao also looked at Ye Shuting with some surprise and asked.

In fact, Ye Rongyao doesn't want to cook food every day. In Ye Rongyao's opinion, the things in the kitchen are done by women, so how can he, a big man, do this job? But in the end, Ye Rongyao could not withstand the tenderness of his woman. After his woman promised him some "unequal treaties", Ye Rongyao reluctantly agreed to his wife's request. Ye Rongyao gave him lunch and evening meals every day. Of course, Ye Rongyao would not do the work of washing dishes.

"Very good."

Ye Shuting came back and said happily. She grabbed the chopsticks from Liu Qingqing's hand, picked up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth, "It's delicious, it's really delicious."

"So you came here to compete with me for food!"

Liu Qingqing looked at her good sister with helplessness and said with a smile. Since she had eaten the meals made by her man, her best friend, when it was almost time to dinner, ran to her house and came to eat for free. Her man had all had objections. If she hadn't made many "unequal treaties", her man wouldn't have allowed her to come to her house.

"I'm really here to grab the food. This plate of re-cooked meat belongs to me." After Ye Shuting said that, she trotted outside the kitchen with the plate.

"What's wrong with Ye Shuting?" Ye Rongyao looked at Ye Shuting away with some confusion and asked his woman.

"I don't know, it's a bit abnormal anyway. I'm fine. Why are you running out with a plate of refill meat? We won't snatch it from her." Liu Qingqing was also a little confused about what was wrong with her good sister today, and she played this trick with her.

Regardless of Ye Rongyao and Liu Qingqing's strange behavior at home, Ye Shuting happily carried a plate of meat back to the pot, and came to her home with the puzzled eyes of many villagers.

"Grandpa, uncle, do you want to taste the taste of this pot of meat?" Ye Shuting put the pot of meat on the table and said to Ye Xianghai and Ye Fugui who were still drinking wine.

"Tingting, where did you bring the refried pork from?" Uncle Ye Fugui asked in confusion at the plate of refried pork that had obviously been eaten on the table.

"Don't worry about this, try it quickly, how do you think it tastes?" Ye Shuting said.

"Seeing you're so anxious, Grandpa, I'll take a bite."

Ye Xianghai saw his granddaughter's anxious look, and regardless of who his granddaughter brought a plate of refried meat that had been eaten by half, he picked up chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat slices and put them in his mouth.

"this……"

Ye Xianghai's eyes were glaring out, it was so delicious.

"Grandpa, how does it taste?" Ye Shuting asked proudly.

"Is this... this... is it refried pork? This is too delicious, right?"

Ye Xianghai said in shock. Ye Xianghai lived for sixty years and thought he had eaten many delicious dishes, but compared with this plate of cooked pork, those delicious dishes are simply on the ground and on the sky. They are completely incomparable, and they cannot be compared.

"Dad, you are too exaggerating. Is it really as delicious as you said?" Ye Fugui grabbed a piece of meat and put it in his mouth in disbelief.

“This… is so delicious.”

Ye Fugui was also stunned. This time the pot meat is definitely the most delicious double pot meat Ye Fugui has ever eaten, and it is also the best dish Ye Fugui has ever eaten.

After the pot of meat was put into his mouth, Ye Fugui couldn't stop his mouth. It was so delicious.

"Boy, leave some for you."

Ye Xianghai came to his senses and there was not much left in a small plate of cooked meat, and all of them were in the mouth of his eldest son. Ye Xianghai quickly snatched the plate.

"Dad, let me have a few more bites. This time the pot of meat is so delicious." Ye Fugui said to his father with eager eyes.

"You know I am your father, so you just leave this little for me. You want to have a few more bites and see how many bites of meat are left by yourself." Ye Xianghai glared at his eldest son and said dissatisfiedly.

"Dad, I won't eat meat anymore. Just give me the green peppers, I don't dislike it." Ye Fugui looked at his father expectantly and said.

"I think about it beautifully, and the rest is mine. Don't even think about touching it."

Ye Xianghai said domineeringly. There is only a little bit of such delicious double-cooked pork left. Ye Xianghai is not willing to let his son eat it again. Besides, he has eaten enough.

Soon, a plate of refilled meat was all in Ye Xianghai's mouth.

"Tingting, who did you bring the pot of meat from this time? It's so delicious." Ye Xianghai looked at his granddaughter curiously and asked.

"Yes, who made Tingting's pot pot this time is many times better than the chefs in the hotel in the county."

Ye Fugui also asked curiously. After all, there are people with such powerful cooking skills in Taoyuan Village, so he should not have known that just by making a dish of "re-cooked meat", this is simply no different from the chef god. Such a powerful person cannot stay in the mountain village of Taoyuan Village.

"How about this cooked pork?" Ye Shuting did not answer and asked back.

"Okay, this tastes amazing. I can say that there is no cook in Yangping County who can make such delicious double-cooked meat." Ye Xianghai said affirmatively.

"A person with such cooking skills can be a chef for my wedding banquet, right?" Ye Shuting asked proudly.

"You won't tell me that this plate of re-cooked meat was made by that boy Ye Rongyao, right?"

Ye Xianghai asked in shock, you must know that this undoubtedly subverted Ye Rongyao's impression in Ye Xianghai's mind, and Ye Xianghai did not believe that Ye Rongyao had this ability.
Chapter completed!