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

One o'clock in the afternoon, Polaris Square.

The heat inside the greenhouse was so intense that it turned into puffs of white mist when it reached the outside.

The turnover rate at the banquet was maximized by the middle-aged women.

The first group of diners had just put down their chopsticks, wiped their greasy mouths, and stood up when the logistics team rushed up to clear the tables.

In less than ten minutes, the desktop was clean again.

The curtain was lifted.

The cold wind swept in a second wave of hungry tourists.

One dish after another, freshly cooked dishes were brought to the table.

Over at the main table.

Chen Daoming and Zhang Manyu ate only until they were about 70% full.

Although her eyes still showed lingering affection for the bowl of Four Happiness Meatballs, she refrained from doing so for the sake of health.

The two top figures in the Chinese film industry kept a low profile and did not alert anyone.

She only quietly greeted the head chef, Fang Daqiang, and her "distant cousin," Zhao Guifang.

They boarded a special car ahead of time and returned to the hotel arranged by the city to rest.

Now look at Hua Yu.

The top celebrity in the Chinese entertainment industry is currently sprawled out on a red plastic stool, his white down jacket zipped up, and his belly is bulging.

He held the paper cup in both hands, his eyes fixed on the ceiling.

I've made it.

I'm really full.

Beside her, Xiao Ju was still crunching on a frozen pear to cleanse her palate.

Hua Yu didn't dare to burp too loudly, for fear that the sauerkraut soup and vermicelli in his stomach would spray out directly.

Fang Yu and Liu Yifei returned from their rounds and happened to witness this scene.

Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and stepped forward to remind him with great concern:

"Teacher Hua, please don't force yourself to eat if you really can't."

"Besides, this table will soon be turned over to make way for the tourists outside."

Hearing that irritating voice, Hua Yu turned his head with difficulty.

His eyes were filled with such resentment that they seemed to drip with tears, and he was practically grinding his back teeth to powder.

He roared inwardly:

"Damn it! Do you think I want to eat this much?!"

"Your brother forced it down your throat with a big iron spoon!"

Beside him, Tiger Brother was rubbing his hands together in a憨厚 (honest and simple) manner, and grinned at Fang Yu.

His face clearly showed—

Look how well I'm serving my guests!

Mission accomplished!

……

Let's push the timeline forward.

The sun slowly set in the west.

The temperature at Polaris Square dropped a few degrees.

Around 4 p.m., it started to get dark.

The ice sculptures, colored lights, and large red lanterns around the square also lit up, turning the white snow a bright red, instantly bringing out the festive atmosphere of the New Year.

The last group of tourists stood up, patting their round bellies, with grease still on their lips, and walked towards the exit, looking back every few steps.

This unprecedented feast for ten thousand people has finally come to an end.

Fang Yu tore off his apron, which was covered in the smell of cooking oil, and casually tossed it into a plastic basket before picking up the megaphone.

He pulled Liu Yifei along and stepped onto the highest red brick platform in the center of the venue.

"Hey! Can you hear me? *ssss*"

A piercing electrical hum swept across the entire venue.

The noisy chatter quickly subsided.

Countless eyes were fixed on the perfect couple on the high platform.

A cold wind blew by, and the wisps of hair on Fang Yu's forehead fluttered gently.

Holding a megaphone, he skipped all the fancy opening remarks and his first words were:

"Dear brothers and sisters who have come from afar!"

"Did everyone enjoy this lavish feast today?!"

"beautiful--!!!"

The entire audience roared in unison.

Looking at the faces of the students below the stage, red from the cold but full of satisfaction, Fang Yu smiled especially brightly.

"As long as it looks good!"

"There are so many people, please forgive any shortcomings in our service!"

"If you think the food is alright, please help promote Mohe when you get back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire audience erupted in applause!

Many tourists clapped until their hands were red, but they kept going.

Liu Yifei stood beside Fang Yu, looking tenderly at the down-to-earth man beside her.

She didn't interrupt.

She simply smiled faintly and joined him in enjoying the city's vibrant energy.

After the applause subsided slightly, Fang Yu's voice came through the loudspeaker again.

"I know that some of the people who came to support us today traveled a long way, buying standing tickets and enduring the long journey, some endured two days of swaying on old-fashioned green trains, and some even rode a cabbage-covered tractor into the city!"

"It's so cold, everyone's really suffering!"

"It is fate that brings us together, but all good things must come to an end."

Fang Yu softened his tone a little.

"After this meal, many people will probably have to catch a train or plane to go home."

Upon hearing this, many tourists who were about to leave felt a lump in their throats and their eyes welled up with tears.

Indeed, the curtain is about to fall.

It's time to say goodbye.

"but!"

Fang Yu abruptly changed the subject, his voice suddenly rising in pitch.

"We Northeasterners never fail to get things done!"

"There will also be a grand Lantern Festival gala in Mohe City tonight!"

"Those who can stay, stay and watch!"

"Those who want to go back, don't rush off!"

As he spoke, he turned around and pointed behind him.

The large iron pots behind them were steaming again.

"An old Northeastern custom: dumplings before boarding, noodles upon arrival!"

"The water in the pot is boiling!"

"Pickled cabbage and pork dumplings, black sesame glutinous rice balls—all you can eat!"

The atmosphere, which had just subsided, was immediately lifted back up.

The tourists were instantly revived, and cheers rose in waves.

But that's not all.

Fang Yu suddenly half-covered the speaker with his hand, lowered his voice, and added mysteriously.

"Let me secretly tell you all..."

"Among these big pots, there's a batch of dumplings that were personally made by the Fairy Sister!"

The entire venue erupted instantly.

"Holy crap! These dumplings were made by a celestial being herself?!"

"I'm not leaving! I'll eat my fill, even if it kills me, to find that one 'heavenly fairy bun'!"

"Brothers, step aside, I'm going to down three big bowls first!"

Looking at the roaring crowd below, Fang Yu's lips curled up, and he continued speaking through the megaphone.

"Everyone, please don't get too excited! To help you with accurate tasting, I'll teach you a little trick."

"How did you spot the rare, handmade piece by the celestial beauty among all the other creations?"

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Everyone pricked up their ears, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Even Liu Yifei, who had been standing obediently to the side, was stunned.

She turned her head to the side, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, and she was puzzled.

What are some tips/techniques?

How come I didn't know?

Under the watchful eyes of the entire audience, Fang Yu solemnly revealed the answer.

"The technique is very simple!"

"When you're in line for food later, take a look at your own bowls."

"If you find a single hole in the skin, all the meat filling will be exposed and boil into a soup..."

"There's no doubt about it, it was definitely made by the fairy sister!"

next second.

"Oh my god!!!"

A scream, amplified by a high-powered loudspeaker, echoed throughout the skies above Mohe.

It turned out that Liu Yifei, who was standing next to him playing the role of the perfect girlfriend, was so embarrassed and annoyed that she raised her hand and pinched Fang Yu's waist.

However, Fang Yu was wearing thermal underwear and a sweater underneath, and a thick military overcoat that was like a quilt on the outside.

With her meager strength, she couldn't even touch the skin through three layers of defense.

But Fang is just a natural-born drama queen.

He got carried away with his acting on the spot and screamed at the top of his lungs.

The tourists below were stunned for half a second, and then they all burst into laughter.

In the live stream chat, the chat even featured a phantom image:

[Hahaha! Serves you right! You little bastard with your mouth! What the hell is this sliced ​​soup?!]

[Liu Yifei: I've never been so speechless in my life! You've completely ruined my image!]

[This is so sweet, holy crap! This is like real couple flirting! I'm laughing like a maggot in front of the screen!]