"Mmm, these eggs are so fresh and fragrant! One bite fills my mouth with a subtle aroma, they’re absolutely delicious!"
"This dish is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fresh and tasty. The dandelion is especially tender and appetizing. A true gift from nature, indeed delicious!"
"Wow! It’s really tasty, so fresh it feels like my eyebrows are about to fall off! If I had rice right now, I could eat three big bowls!"
"..."
The host inhaled the intoxicating aroma and heard the words of praise, suddenly feeling a bit restless, even as both their stomachs began to growl.
At this mont, Jiang Yu turned around to look at the host and asked, "Uncle, the rice should be ready by now, right?"
"Ah, the rice, the rice is ready!"
The uncle was montarily stunned, quickly gathered his thoughts, and stood up, saying,
"Not only is the rice ready, but we’ve also pre-cooked our ho-raised duck, and a few more stir-fries will do."
"No need to bother, just bring out the rice and the stewed duck. As for the vegetables, let Auntie help chop them, and I’ll do the stir-frying."
Jiang Yu, having tasted a few bites of dandelion scrambled eggs and dandelion salad, agreed they were indeed delicious, but perhaps not as exaggeratively amazing as Hu Zhihai and the others suggested. He put down the chopsticks, turned around, and headed towards the kitchen, saying with a smile,
"If you don’t mind, Uncle and Auntie, let’s eat together. It’s already alti, plus this saves you the trouble of cooking separately."
The uncle hesitated, unsure if he should agree, but the aunt behind him quickly answered,
"Sure, sure, I saw the dandelion scrambled eggs you made looked really tasty. If you can make this wild vegetable taste so good, other dishes must be great too!"
"No, no, I just cooked casually."
Jiang Yu waved his hand with a smile and started to get busy in the kitchen.
The dishes prepared by the host, though not extravagant, were full of local flavors, typical of farmhouse cuisine. Jiang Yu found making these dishes a breeze and soon filled the table with plates.
Farmhouse stir-fried pork, spicy little river fish, fresh bamboo shoots stir-fried with cured at, wild mushroom stewed chicken, pickled pepper pig intestines, wild onion stewed tofu, sour and spicy shredded potatoes, sauerkraut wild carp soup, along with the previously prepared dandelion salad and scrambled eggs, and the host’s pre-cooked old duck...
Originally not a very large Eight Immortals table was suddenly packed full.
After Jiang Yu had finished the dishes, Hu Zhihai, Jia Dequan, and Yan Tongtong, along with a few other girls, couldn’t resist anymore and eagerly started eating.
"Wow! These little fish are so crispy, the bones even shatter with one bite, spicy and fresh, it’s simply irresistible!"
"The fresh bamboo shoots with cured at are also delicious, the bamboo shoots are tender and fresh while the cured at is savory and fragrant, it’s so tasty!"
"You folks don’t know how to eat, it’s the sauerkraut carp soup that’s truly incredible. The broth is fresh and flavorful, sour and appetizing, after finishing this bowl of soup, I could eat three more bowls of rice!"
"..."
Not only Hu Zhihai, Jia Dequan, and the others stuffed themselves but even the host couple did too!
It’s not that they were being gluttonous, but Jiang Yu’s cooking was just too delicious, they didn’t want to eat so much, but they simply couldn’t stop!
Besides, they themselves did not realize that these were all farm dishes they usually eat, but why hadn’t they noticed how delicious they could be when they made them themselves?
Could it be that this cooking lad added sothing mysterious while they weren’t paying attention?
Otherwise, how could the taste of dishes made with the sa ingredients and pots be so different!
Of course, they didn’t suspect Jiang Yu of adding anything harmful since they’d seen with their own eyes; these dishes were not just for them but were enjoyed by Jiang Yu and his friends as well.
Unless soone had a problem with their head, who would add strange things to what they themselves were eating?
After the al, Jiang Yu and the others didn’t go back out, mainly because they were too full to move, each one left lying limp in their chair, waiting for their stomachs to digest the food.
As for Jiang Yu, with nothing else to do, he simply sat by the door, sipping tea made from wild leaves picked by the uncle, while playing chess on his phone.
Recently, he had been so busy that he barely had ti to play chess, and now that he had a free mont, he took the opportunity to play a couple of gas against the computer.
It wasn’t until after two o’clock in the afternoon that Jiang Yu realized it was getting late, stood up from his chair, stretched and said,
"We’ve rested enough, if there’s nothing else, let’s head back, I still have to go to the cafeteria and whip up a dish later."
Since his previous consecutive losses against the AI, Jiang Yu switched the ga difficulty to easy mode. This ti, out of three gas, he actually won one!
It instantly made him feel invigorated, proving that a man who can win has an unusual aura, greatly boosting his confidence.
Hu Zhihai, already "deeply poisoned," couldn’t help but swallow upon hearing that Jiang Yu was going to cook, his eyes lighting up as he asked:
"What are you cooking tonight?"
"Stir-fried bitter greens with cured at, though I planned to make it after returning from the New Year holidays, but was too busy back then and kept putting it off until now."
Jiang Yu briefly explained and said with a smile,
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