Traveling to the ancient harem

Chapter 123 No dinner at night

Hibiscus Garden.

The old man lifted the chopsticks from the basin of pork head with difficulty. What's wrong with this granddaughter today? She keeps talking to him. Can't she see that the meat and vegetables can be seen at the bottom of the basin? He always eats cabbage. Never mind. Since his granddaughter is so kind, he will just eat a piece to keep things going.

The old man, feeling a little aggrieved, picked up a piece of cabbage with chopsticks. The old woman pretended to be deaf, so he was the only one who started eating. He put the cabbage in his mouth, but before he had time to chew it, he was busy snatching the last few pieces of pork head from his second grandson. Suddenly, he put down his chopsticks.

"Is this really cabbage?" she asked Huang Ye.

"Yes, grandma, you all try it, it's delicious." Huang Ye was very happy to see that someone finally noticed the green vegetables.

"Hmm...delicious." The old man didn't fight for the meat. The cabbage was also very delicious. His granddaughter was right. It was better for old people to eat more vegetables.

Seeing how the old man was eating with such relish, a few people, half-believingly, tried to pick up the cabbage and put it in their mouths. Well, now cabbage also became a hot commodity.

"I've never eaten such delicious cabbage, no... I've never eaten such delicious meat... What I ate before... was simply pig food..." Hong Ge'er sighed as he ate, and everyone at the table nodded in agreement.

"It's a pity that my eldest brother is not at home... I don't have this blessing."

"This child still thinks of his elder brother while eating. He still has some conscience." The old man also sighed, but... the table is empty. They haven't eaten yet. How can they eat without any vegetables?

Huang Ye knew it, so she walked out to see what was going on at the other two tables. It turned out to be the same as their table, all the dishes had been eaten, especially at Uncle Chen's table, where the bowls were cleaner than their faces.

“Hehe…” Qingyuer scratched his head embarrassedly: “This meat is so delicious, and the cabbage is also delicious, so I couldn’t help it… If there were still so much, we could eat it.”

Hongdou came out from the dining room next door and said, "Don't talk about you men. Even our table has eaten up all the food in the bowl. Miss, we haven't eaten yet..." In order to get a bite of food, Hongdou also learned to act like a spoiled child.

"Call the little girl over to light the fire." Huang Ye was helpless. She was afraid that there would not be enough food, so she prepared it in advance.

Put the pork belly into the pan and stir-fry. The oil will sizzle out. Huang Yerou scoops out a large spoonful of homemade chili sauce to sauté it. Too little will not make it tasty. Put the chopped radish into the pan. After a while, the aroma of fried radish and pork belly fills the air.

"The pork at this time is really delicious." Huang Ye sighed in his heart. This pork is incomparable to the pigs fed with feed in the pig farms in his previous life.

After the dishes were cooked, the little girl washed the recycled basins and filled three more basins with food. However... the rice sent from the big kitchen was not enough.

Hong Ge poured the last bowl of rice into the basin, mixed it with the pitiful soup, and ate while shouting: "If there is still this little soup, I can eat a big bowl of rice..."

"Okay, okay, don't hold on any longer." Huang Ye was speechless. This second brother had already eaten three big bowls of rice, and he had eaten so much braised meat before. He didn't know how he could bear it.

When a few people came out of the dining room after finishing their meal, they saw quite a few people standing in the garden. Almost all of them were holding their stomachs and looked like they had eaten too much.

"Okay, let's all go." The old lady said. Huang Ye felt that her grandmother's presence was not strong today and she didn't really listen to what her grandmother said.

Old lady: Let her say whatever she wants. Let her talk before she eats and she will feel very greedy. Or let her talk during the meal to affect her appetite. In other words, talking after the meal can help digestion. She needs to walk more when she returns to Funing Hall. She will feel uncomfortable if she eats too much.

"Sister, shall we have dinner in your garden tonight?" Hong Ge'er asked attentively.

"No food, no time." Huang Ye will not indulge them. If they come here to eat every day, she will be exhausted to death.

"Others only provide meals for one day..." Hong Ge'er was not convinced, "There is still so much meat, let you cook another pot of meat in that big pot."

Everyone slowed down their pace. Is there such a good thing? They pricked up their ears to listen to what Huang Ye had to say.

"You can't eat too much greasy food at night." She taught her second brother a lesson: "You can't just take care of yourself. Grandpa and grandma are old, and dad and mom can't eat too much meat at night. Eating too much meat will affect your sleep, and poor sleep will affect your health. I want them to live a long life."

"Just don't care. Why say so much..." Hong Ge'er felt guilty. His sister's words made it seem like he didn't want them to be in good health. As God is my witness, he really didn't think so much about it.

Huang Ye smiled secretly: Second brother is still as easy to fool as he was when he was a child, but for older people, eating something light at night is indeed good for the body.

The father and son (mother and son) who were about to reach the garden gate looked at each other and walked out disappointedly: Why is Ye'er worrying so much? They think they are in good health and there is nothing wrong with eating meat at night.

Unfortunately, they were too embarrassed to go back and argue with her because they wanted to save face. So, forget it, eat less tonight to empty your stomach so that you can eat more tomorrow.

That night, the people in the big kitchen were surprised to find that there was not enough food at lunch, but many of the meals delivered to each room in the evening were untouched. Even if they were touched, they only touched very little. They heard from people who had eaten at Furong Garden that the food there was especially delicious, so they were quite envious and wanted to eat it too.