Without activating "Xu Jing's possession" mode, Zhao Youyue would be nothing like a filial, dutiful daughter. She remembered her lofty and bossy mother shouting, "I would rather eat this book in my hand than take a bite of this little sloth's cooking". Soon after, the table had been served with Sauteed Shredded Pork with Green Pepper, Fried Egg with Tomato, Sauteed Chinese Greens with Mushrooms, Braised Eggplant Slices, Kung Pao Chicken, Braised Pork, Borsch, and Etc... They smelled great, and looked wonderful. One wouldn't need to taste to know that they were wonderful dishes.
For someone like Zhao Jiayi and Wang Hua who have gotten used to deluxe meals, these simple, sentimental homemade dishes appealed to them more than usual. Everyone had been engaged in rather strenuous physical activities a while ago, and it was already time for dinner. The hunger caused a sudden surge in their appetite...
