Ding Wu had personally tasted the stewed meat made by Wei Yang. Now when he saw the meat on the old general's chopsticks, he felt that the wild boar meat he ate back then was still a little inferior to what he eats now.
Wild boar meat cannot be compared with domestic pork. It is woody, fishy, and has a foul smell. There is less white meat and more red meat. It was really amazing that Weiyang cooked it like that.
Ding Wu looked at the old general and picked up a piece of stewed meat. The fat meat trembled on the chopsticks. He took a bite. The old general's eyes lit up at first, then he squinted his eyes and savored it carefully.
The old general had spent his whole life in the military, and he had no other hobbies but to eat, especially meat.
At this moment, he felt that what he had eaten in the first half of his life was not meat, and the meat in his mouth was real meat.
The stewed meat made by Weiyang is fat but not greasy, soft but not mushy, and melts in your mouth.
Ding Wu wanted to try a piece of this beautiful meat. It must be delicious. Only then could he understand how He Lao Da felt when he spent 280 taels of silver to buy a bowl of noodles.
He watched without blinking as the old general quickly finished the dish of meat. At the end, he was still not satisfied and poured a bowl of white rice into the dish, stirred it, and ate it with the gravy.
"Old general, it's not good to eat too much meat." Ding Wu reminded the old general tactfully as he looked at the old general who had just finished eating the rice with gravy and was staring blankly at the white rice.
The old general rolled his eyes at him in annoyance. It's no use worrying about others' worries. How could such delicious meat be bad if you eat too much of it
I want to eat it every day.
Wei Yang is having dinner with Yan Gui.
She ate only one of the fried fish and didn't touch any of the stewed meat.
"Why aren't you eating?" Yan Gui looked at Wei Yang who was eating some green vegetables.
No wonder you are so thin. Can you grow taller by eating vegetables every day without eating meat
A pair of bamboo chopsticks picked up a piece of stewed meat and placed it in her bowl. The white rice with a piece of amber stewed meat on top made people's appetite increase greatly.
Wei Yang frowned in disdain and pushed the rice and meat in the bowl to Yan Gui: "I don't eat meat at night. It's hard to digest and I can't sleep well."
What kind of excuse is this? It's not easy to accept. She's not an old lady.
"Just eat a piece, the meat is delicious." Yan Gui tempted her.
Wei Yang couldn't help laughing. This meat was made by her. No, she instructed Youlan to make it. How could she not know what it tasted like? The candlelight was floating. The beauty looked even more beautiful under the lamp.
For a moment, Yan Gui felt that the delicious meat in his mouth was not as fragrant as before.
Nothing is more important than the beauty before you, that’s probably what it means!
"Eat it. I've been weak since I was a child, so I can't eat too much greasy food." Wei Yang pointed at the meat in the bowl and said, "I made a small amount, just enough for you to eat."
There were only five pieces of stewed meat in the bowl, which was only a little over one pound at most, which was indeed not much.
Seeing that she didn't want to eat, Yan Gui reluctantly took her bowl and poured the rice and meat into his own bowl. He then asked Youlan to refill her bowl with rice.
She refused to eat, so he ate it all without hesitation.
After finishing the meal, he was still not satisfied and looked at the bowl: "Can't you make more? There is no meat in the house?"
Seeing Yan Gui looking at the kitchen manager with a condemning look, Wei Yang hurriedly said, "If you make too much and can't finish it, it won't taste good tomorrow. Make it again next time you eat it."
Why wait until tomorrow? Yan Gui really wanted to say, I can eat as much as you cook today.
Looking at the small bowl of white rice, a plate of stir-fried vegetables, a plate of black fungus and bamboo shoots, and a bowl of clear soup in front of Weiyang, he couldn't help but sigh. If he ate such a light meal every day, he would probably kill someone.