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

Hua Yu's eyes were tightly closed, and her facial features were almost squeezed together.

With an expression as if he were about to be executed, he stuffed the glistening piece of white meat into his mouth.

He tentatively bit down with his teeth.

"Pfft—"

The rich, flavorful gravy explodes in your mouth!

Hua Yu's eyes widened in disbelief.

This taste...

Something's wrong! Something's really wrong!

The greasy feeling that I had expected, which would hit me right in the head, did not appear at all!

The pork belly's fat is perfectly neutralized by the intensely sour and refreshing sauerkraut, and it even carries the rich aroma of simmered bone broth.

Hua Yu's Adam's apple bobbed, and with a gulp, before his brain could even process it, his body had already instinctively swallowed it.

Then, he used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of blood sausage.

"Slurp—"

It rolled right into my mouth.

The more they eat, the faster they eat; the more they eat, the more intensely they eat.

In less than a minute, the mountain of pork stew in the bowl was completely devoured.

Finally, amidst the stares of everyone at the table as if they were looking at an alien.

This aloof top celebrity in the Chinese entertainment industry actually picked up the bowl and tilted his head back.

"Gulp gulp~"

They even drank the last sip of the sauerkraut soup, which was glistening with golden oil.

"belch--"

A burp with the smell of pickled cabbage came out.

Hua Yu fell into a strange, blank state.

He slowly put down the bowl, staring blankly at the bottom, where not a single drop of soup remained.

Our worldview is undergoing a dramatic collapse and reshaping.

For the past few years, he has eaten boiled chicken breast for every meal, and he even has to count calories when eating a piece of lettuce.

What was the point of living like that?

Hua Yu raised his head blankly and glanced at Tiger next to him.

Tiger grinned, his chubby cheeks instantly softening, and nodded with great satisfaction.

"That's more like it!"

"Young man, you should eat properly!"

"Come on, come on, there's plenty in the big pot, let me get you another bowl!"

Hua Yu opened his greasy mouth, the last vestige of reason in his brain telling him:

Say "No need" to maintain your last shred of dignity!

But that damned hand, completely out of control, pushed the bowl towards Tiger.

Even with that aloof idol face, he inexplicably added a sentence, his voice so soft it was like a mosquito's hum:

"Brother...please give me more meat."

The viewers in the live stream burst into laughter when they saw this.

[Hahaha! The top star has fallen, and the die-hard fans are awakening!]

[Hua Yu: I wanted to be reserved, but my brother's eyes were too sincere.]

[Slaughtering Pig Feast: One bite from me and all your twenty years of cultivating your idol image will be for nothing.]

As time went on, one substantial dish after another was served.

Golden and crispy braised pork slices, stir-fried eggplant, potatoes, and green peppers covered in rich sauce, tender and fall-off-the-bone braised pork knuckle, and incredibly delicious stewed chicken with hazel mushrooms.

Over at the stove, the most difficult first peak of food preparation has finally passed.

Fang Daqiang, holding a large iron ladle in one hand, calmly gestured to his son with his chin, indicating that with his father in charge, there was no need to worry about anything.

Fang Yu tore off his apron and casually tossed it onto an empty plastic basket, letting out a long sigh.

Before I could even wipe the sweat from my forehead, a steaming cup of cola was already being handed to me.

"You must be exhausted, Chef Fang~"

Liu Yifei stood gracefully beside him, holding a paper cup in her own hands.

Her eyebrows curved into crescent moons, and her smile was incredibly sweet.

Fang Yu took it and drank half a cup in one gulp.

His gaze swept over the enormous, bustling greenhouse that stretched as far as the eye could see, and he felt a great sense of accomplishment.

"It's not busy here now."

Fang Yu, holding the remaining half-cup of hot cola, gently nudged Liu Yifei with his elbow.

"Let's go, fairy sister."

"Since everyone has come from afar to show their support, as the two of us who are the hosts, we should at least go and visit them and pay our respects to our fellow villagers."

The two lifted the heavy curtain and entered the large red heated shed, heading straight for the main table.

As soon as he got closer, Fang Yu stopped in his tracks.

At this moment, Hua Yu, a top celebrity, is holding half a clove of raw garlic in one hand and chopsticks in the other, frantically scooping up rice noodles from the oily soup.

Meanwhile, Tiger, the gangster, was handing him a tissue.

Fang Yu, holding the cola, was completely stunned.

Holy crap? What's going on?

Did I wander into the wrong movie set?

When did these two people, who seem to have nothing in common, become so close?

Tiger, with his sharp eyes, spotted Fang Yu first and immediately stood up with a grin.

"Brother Fang Yu! You're finally done with your work!"

He pointed at Hua Yu, who was working diligently, his tone full of self-satisfaction.

"This young man is shy. He's been sitting here for ages, too embarrassed to even pick up his chopsticks."

"It's so cold outside, we can't let our guests leave hungry, can we?"

"That would be ruining your brother Fang Yu's festivities, and it would also make us Northeasterners look like we don't know how to treat guests!"

Tiger patted his chest.

"I gave him a huge spoonful right away!"

"Look how much you're enjoying your food!"

Upon hearing this, Hua Yu abruptly stopped what he was doing.

He slowly raised his head, his lips still glistening, his eyes filled with embarrassment, frustration, and a hint of utter despair after being captivated by the delicious food.

Fang Yu gasped.

Judging from Hua Yu's expression, he was probably forced to eat by Tiger!

"Ahem... Thank you for your consideration, Brother Tiger."

Fang Yu suppressed a laugh and raised his paper cup to hide the upturned corners of his mouth.

"You've been running around in the wind and snow these past two days, thank you so much!"

"Why are you saying that when we're family? Don't be so formal!"

Tiger Brother raised his glass in a hearty toast, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

Just then, Ju Jingyi, who was standing to the side, finally put down the braised pork bone that she had gnawed clean.

She glanced up and saw Liu Yifei; her clear eyes instantly lit up with excitement.

"Sister Yifei, please sit down and have a couple of bites!"

She pointed to the half-empty iron basin on the table.

"It's so delicious! I've never eaten anything so fragrant in my entire life!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu spoke up quite naturally, ruthlessly revealing his girlfriend's secrets:

"Ignore her, she doesn't need to eat."

"Just now in the kitchen, she secretly ate more than a dozen pieces of the freshly fried pork slices that I hadn't even had time to coat with batter or drizzle with sauce. Now her belly is already round and full."

"Fang Yu!"

Liu Yifei blushed and pinched his arm lightly.

"What nonsense are you talking about! I was just giving you face, letting you taste the saltiness!"

"You really think you're that good at cooking?"

After flirting in public, Liu Yifei turned to look at Ju Jingyi.

She gently brushed the stray hairs behind her ear with her slender fingers, her snow-white chin slightly raised.

She is clearly a gentle and aloof national goddess, but at this moment she carries a Versailles-like composure born from being extremely favored.

"It's alright, you've come all this way, so please eat more."

"Let me tell you, Xiao Ju..."

Liu Yifei's tone was gentle, but her words were as devastating as a nuclear explosion:

"This Northeastern feast... I'm already tired of it."

I'm tired of it.

These three seemingly insignificant words were like three small knives, stabbing into Ju Jingyi's heart with a "plop, plop," and cruelly stirring it twice.

Xiao Ju sat on the plastic stool, silently shedding two lines of tears.

Listen to this! Is this even human language?!

Tens of millions of people across the internet are scrambling to get a taste of this top-tier banquet, even though they're drooling with envy.

Even the fairy-like Liu Yifei eats it every day and still gets tired of it!

Is this the true value of being the only officially recognized girlfriend on the entire internet?!