Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

If the front yard is a chaotic, chaotic dinner party, then the back kitchen is Fang Yu's personal culinary showcase.

The only audience member present at the performance was Liu Yifei.

At this moment, the fairy sister has completely lost the "I'm here to help" attitude she had when she first arrived.

With her hands in her pockets, she circled around Fang Yu like a curious child.

"Hey, what are you stewing in that pot? It smells amazing!"

Liu Yifei leaned close to a large pot and craned her neck to peer inside.

In the pot, there was pork ribs stewed with dried potatoes, which was almost done.

The brown dried potatoes soaked up the broth, becoming oily and plump. The ribs were stewed until they fell off the bone with a touch of chopsticks, and the rich aroma of meat made one's mouth water.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way." Fang Yu nudged her aside with his elbow, annoyed. "Watch out for the oil splashing on you."

Although they complained verbally, their actions betrayed their true feelings.

He picked up a clean small bowl, scooped out the largest piece of pork rib and a few strips of dried potato from the pot, and set them aside to cool slightly.

"Try it and see how salty it is."

Liu Yifei's eyes lit up, and without caring that it was hot, she picked up the rib with her hand and put it in her mouth.

"Ouch...it's so hot! But it tastes delicious!"

The pork ribs were tender and flavorful, and the dried potatoes were chewy and bouncy with a unique aroma. They were so delicious that she almost swallowed her tongue.

She quickly finished the ribs, then ate all the dried potatoes in the bowl, and looked at Fang Yu longingly, still wanting more.

"How is it? Is the taste alright?" Fang Yu asked knowingly.

"Mmm!" Liu Yifei nodded like a chick pecking at rice. "Okay, okay, hurry up and take it out, or I'll eat it all!"

Fang Yu was amused by her greedy little cat-like appearance. He shook his head and told the old lady waiting for the food to be served to take the dish out.

The viewers in the live stream were already green with envy at this scene.

This is outrageous! Absolutely too much! We're drooling in front of our screens, while the celestial beauty is eating all by herself in the kitchen!

This isn't helping; it's clearly an abuse of power for personal gain!

[Last time we had pork stew, the celestial beauty was bullied by a few unruly kids and didn't get a single piece of meat, she was so upset. Look at her this time, she was right there by the pot eating, and even got the first bite! The difference in treatment is like night and day!]

[Feather God: My woman must be the first to taste the freshest!]

[CP fans are celebrating today! This natural feeding, this old married couple-like chemistry, I'm locking them in!]

Liu Yifei had no idea what the viewers in the live stream were thinking; all she could see was the delicious food in the pot.

This feeling is just so amazing!

She recalled the scene of eating the pork stew last time.

Back then, she still maintained an air of being a "celestial being," eating in a very refined manner.

The result was that we watched helplessly as plate after plate of delicious food was served, and then watched helplessly as they were all devoured.

She still vividly remembers the grievance and resentment she felt at that time.

Later, Fang Yu couldn't bear to see her like this anymore and secretly prepared a special meal for her, so she was able to eat the meat she had been longing for.

Today, however, the situation is completely reversed.

She became the only "VIP customer," and all dishes had to be tasted by her, the "quality inspector," before they were served.

Eat as much as you want, and choose whichever piece you want—you'll never have to fight with others again!

The feeling of being protected and fed is even more intoxicating than winning an award for Best Actress.

"Hey, keep an eye on the fire, I'm going to get something." Fang Yu leaned the large iron shovel against the edge of the pot and turned to walk towards the shed in the corner of the yard.

"Okay, okay." Liu Yifei obediently replied, squatted in front of the stove, and imitated Fang Yu, poking at the firewood inside with fire tongs.

Soon, Fang Yu returned, carrying a large basin filled with a pile of golden-yellow things.

"What is this?" Liu Yifei asked curiously.

"Four Happiness Meatballs, semi-finished product," Fang Yu explained. "They were fried in advance, and we'll just simmer them in the broth later."

He placed the basin on the table next to him, casually picked up a still-warm meatball, and held it to Liu Yifei's lips.

"Try it."

Liu Yifei opened her mouth and took a big bite.

The meatballs have a slightly crispy outer layer, while the meat filling inside is tender and juicy, and the seasoning is simply perfect.

"Delicious!" She squinted her eyes happily.

Seeing Liu Yifei's satisfied expression, Fang Yu couldn't help but smile.

He suddenly realized that the ultimate secret of cooking was nothing more than this.

It's not about showing off skills, nor is it about making a living; it's simply about seeing the happy expressions on the faces of the people I care about when they taste food I've made myself.

Just as the two were enjoying this rare "world for two," an elderly woman carrying dishes ran back with empty plates.

"Xiaoyu, everyone outside is going crazy with anticipation! They want to know what the next big dish is, so they have something to look forward to!"

Fang Yu immediately stopped being cozy and grabbed a large iron shovel.

"Tell them, the next dish is Mohe's Soul-Slaying Pork Feast!"

The moment he finished speaking, his entire aura changed.

"Fairy Sister, from now on, things are getting serious!"

The moment Liu Yifei stepped back, Fang Yu picked up a large bowl of premium pickled cabbage that had been prepared beforehand with one hand.

"Sizzle—!"

The whole pot of sauerkraut was poured into a large, scalding hot iron pot.

The moment the pickled cabbage came into contact with the hot oil, it made a loud bang!

Thick white smoke, mixed with a strong sour smell, rose into the sky!

When the words "Mohe Soulful Pig Slaughter Dish" came from the mouth of the serving lady to the front yard.

The atmosphere at the banquet instantly reached a new boiling point.

"Huh? The next dish is pork stew?"

"Holy crap! The real star of the show has arrived!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Leave some room in your stomachs! We have to eat our fill today!"

In Mohe, nothing stirs people's emotions more than a pot of steaming hot, tangy, and satisfying pork stew.

Especially the pork stew made by Fang Yu!

Many of the villagers present had tasted it before and still fondly remember the flavor.

Those who hadn't tried it before had long heard of Fang Yu's famous pork stew.

Everyone craned their necks, gazing expectantly towards the kitchen.

Soon, Fang Yu shouted "Out of the pot!"

The elderly women who helped with the cooking immediately sprang into action.

Fang Yu waved a large iron ladle, scooping the pot full of pickled cabbage, pork belly, and blood sausage into large peony-shaped enamel basins that had been prepared beforehand.

In the basin, the milky white sauerkraut soup was still steaming hot, large slices of pork belly were stewed until they were crystal clear, and blood sausage cut into sections floated in the soup.

The overpowering aroma, carried by the footsteps of the waiters, instantly filled the entire courtyard, making everyone's mouths water.

"The main course is here, everyone eat up!" Old Zhang shouted at the top of his lungs.