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The dishes were served one by one, including fried fish balls, steamed shrimp eggs, steamed sea bass, stir-fried shrimps, three-fresh soup, dry pot cabbage, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and pearl ball soup. The last dish was beggar's chicken.

Luo Lin smiled, it was not at all strange that his grandson who seemed to be out of touch with the world suddenly became a chef. On the contrary, it seemed that everything his grandson did was right. If he messed up something because he couldn't cook, he would ask the cook to make a new meal to make up for it. The reason why he suddenly became a chef was naturally because his grandson was smart. After all, his grandson was smart since he was a child!

Luo Yao felt a little guilty at first as he watched the dishes being served on the table, but he felt relieved when he saw his grandfather's proud look.

Grandpa is another big bug around him in this world.

"Yao'er, this steamed fish may look simple, but the colorful shreds have a unique flavor and are very appetizing!"

"Grandpa, this is steamed sea bass. These four kinds of shredded vegetables are shredded ginger, shredded scallion whites, shredded scallion leaves, and shredded coriander stems. The fish is delicious with the soup. Grandpa, try it."

Luo Yao picked up a piece of fish, dipped it in the soup on the plate, and put it in his grandfather's bowl.

"Chenchen wants one too!" Luo Xinchen knocked on the bowl anxiously, signaling his brother to give him a piece as well.

Luo Yao also picked up a piece of sea bass dipped in soup and put it in his bowl: "Little guy, don't knock on the bowl while eating."

Luo Xinchen blinked his big eyes at his brother, then saw the fish covered in sauce in the bowl. He scooped it up with a spoon and put it into his mouth, nodding while chewing.

Picking up food for others usually happens when we are young, and it is usually the elders who serve the younger ones.

It is very impolite for younger people to pick up food for their elders.

Luo Lin didn't care at all. He was very happy that his grandson personally picked up food for him.

Bei Zhenting felt unhappy because he saw that everyone, young and old, had a share but he didn't.

I followed Luo Yao's example and picked up a piece of fish, dipped it in the sauce and put it into my mouth.

The delicious taste of the sea bass and the sauce instantly filled my mouth. Absolutely delicious!

Bei Zhenting glanced at Luo Yao in surprise, but Luo Yao didn't even look at him. Bei Zhenting didn't care and buried his head in eating. The speed at which he picked up food became visibly faster.

Fried fish balls are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, delicious! Steamed shrimp eggs are fresh and tender, melt in your mouth, delicious! Stir-fried shrimp are delicious!

At the same time, a long table was placed at the kitchen door, and it seemed as if a fierce struggle was going on to see who was quicker.

No one would have thought that the most ordinary three-fresh soup actually contained a treasure, which was vermicelli!

Bei Zhenting was also shocked.

"What is this?" Bei Zhenting looked at Luo Yao.

"fan."

Bei Zhenting also wanted to ask what fans were.

"I want to eat vermicelli!" Luo Xinchen was very excited.

Seeing his brother wanted to eat, Luo Yao quickly scooped up some vermicelli for him, carefully cutting it into small pieces before putting them on a spoon and feeding them to his brother. He didn't care whether Bei Zhenting was confused or not.

Bei Zhenting scooped up the vermicelli and put it into a bowl and started eating.

The broth of the three-fresh soup has soaked the vermicelli, and the unique fragrance of the three-fresh soup can be tasted when you take a sip, which is refreshing and appetizing.

Luo Yao watched everyone eat happily and chewed slowly on the side.

He has lost some appetite.

He only ate a piece of rice cake in the kitchen, so he should have been hungry. However, looking at the table full of dishes, he felt tired for some reason and had no appetite.

Seeing that he had no appetite, Bei Zhenting shifted his gaze to Luo Xinchen's face.

Luo Xinchen was suddenly stared at fiercely. He was confused for a moment, then suddenly looked at his brother as if he understood something.

Brother eats so slowly! It will be gone soon!

Luo Xinchen used the small chopsticks specially made for him to pick up food for his brother.

"Eat quickly, brother, or they'll be gone soon!"

Luo Yao nodded and ate slowly.

Bei Zhenting saw Luo Yao eating. Although he still looked like he had no appetite, after he started eating, Bei Zhenting's brows relaxed and he began to eat heartily.

Luo Lin regretted it very much. If he had known there were so many delicious dishes, he should have eaten less fish balls. The steamed sea bass and beggar's chicken were so delicious! Even the vegetarian dishes were so delicious.

The two grown men fought over the sea bass and beggar's chicken.

In the whirlwind, the whole beggar's chicken was gone...

"This is called flower chicken, it's so delicious! I don't know how it's made."

Luo Lin really couldn't eat anymore this time, so he put down his bowl and stopped fighting with Bei Zhenting for food.

"Grandpa likes it, I will make it next time."

"This is called Huaji, which originated from the folk. According to legend, there was a beggar who was begging for food along the way and ended up in a village." Luo Yao felt very tired and spoke slowly and softly.

Bei Zhenting reacted quickly when he heard this. "Is that why it's called beggar's chicken?" The last piece of beggar's chicken in his mouth no longer had any flavor.

Luo Yao continued.

One day, he stumbled upon a chicken and wanted to kill and cook it, but he had no cooking utensils or seasonings. So he killed the chicken, removed its internal organs, and smeared the feathers with yellow mud and firewood. He then placed the coated chicken over a fire and roasted it. When the mud dried and the chicken was cooked, he peeled off the mud shell, and the feathers fell off along with it, revealing the cooked chicken.

Bei Zhenting was stunned. He had never imagined that this was a way of eating invented by ordinary people when they were starving to death. What shocked him most was that Luo Yao was so understanding of the suffering of the people.

It was during his exile in the northwest that he gained a concrete understanding of the hardships of the people's lives.

The northwest has suffered from drought all year round. People can no longer survive in their hometowns, so the men have no choice but to leave their homes and move south to seek a living. Many counties and villagers are living in poverty, with only elderly mothers and young children left at home.

Some people moved their families south, and in villages and towns where the situation was most serious, some people even had to flee the famine with their families.

Luo Lin has been on the battlefield for many years and has seen the most difficult lives of the people. After hearing what Luo Yao said, he also looked sad. The people of Dacheng have such a difficult life!

Luo Xinchen didn't understand, but he felt that the little beggar his brother was talking about was very pitiful.

Holding the rice bowl, he said: "Share my rice with the little beggar!"

Luo Yao noticed that the atmosphere suddenly became heavy, realized that something was wrong, and hurried to explain.

"When you are in a position, you should plan your policies, exercise your power, and fulfill your responsibilities. If you are successful, you should benefit the world; if you are poor, you should improve yourself. Grandpa, you are honest and upright, and you have served the country. Your deeds are witnessed by the people of the world. There is no need to blame yourself."

Luo Yao thought of the young man Aze who had tried every possible way to repay him for a bag of silver, and who had cried bitterly in front of him...

Luo Lin's eyes were filled with tears. He felt that no matter what he did, it would not be enough. There were still so many poor people in Dacheng.

Although Luo Yao's words were not meant to comfort Bei Zhenting, Bei Zhenting could no longer eat.

In your position, you should formulate policies, exercise your power, and fulfill your responsibilities. If you are successful, you should benefit the world; if you are poor, you should improve yourself...

He had never heard of these words, and Bei Zhenting was sure that they were not mentioned in any book.

Bei Zhenting looked at Luo Yao with a serious look.

Luo Yao thought he had comforted himself and took a sip of the pearl dumpling soup.

With this little episode, the return banquet was coming to an end.

After the meal, apart from some leftover soup, every bowl of food was cleaned up, leaving only some leftover ingredients. There were four people at the table, and besides Luo Yao, even Yan Luoye and Bei Zhenting were stuffed.

Luo Yao was surprised at how much his grandfather and Bei Zhenting ate.

I thought Bei Zhenting might be a good-for-nothing!

Although grandpa eats a lot, his favorites are steamed sea bass and beggar's chicken. Although he eats a lot of other dishes... he is also the first to put down his chopsticks.

Bei Zhenting really ate from beginning to end, and finally picked up all the meat visible on the table. Luo Xinchen was the last one, and the child ate the slowest.

After eating, Luo Yao felt uncomfortable, but remembering that his grandfather was going back to his hometown, he insisted on asking about the details of his grandfather's return.

Bei Zhenting was so excited about eating that he went to the front yard.

The grandfather and grandson closed the door and talked.