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When the time came, Leng Qingqing served the Dongpo meat.

Unknowingly, everyone gathered around, eagerly looking at the casserole that was about to be opened, and all swallowed their saliva.

Dongpo Pork is served on a plate. The mahjong-like pieces of meat are stacked neatly on a white porcelain plate, piled up in the shape of a hill, and placed on the dining table together with other dishes. Each piece is as red and bright as agate, visible. Soft and delicious.

A bowl of rice is placed in front of each person. The rice grains are full and crystal clear.

These artists, who came from various cities and had never met before, were like children in a kindergarten, sitting obediently at the dining table, waiting for the meal to be served.

The atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious, and everyone was looking forward to the moment when the meal would begin.

"Phew! Delicious!"

The first person to extend his claws to Dongpo Rou was Jiang Shi.

Jiang Tianqiong saw his son's movements from the corner of his eye and subconsciously wanted to stop him, but it was still a step too late.

"So hot!"

One second he was still breathing hot, and the next second, Jiang Shi's eyes widened instantly.

Dongpo meat is extremely fragrant and glutinous, fat but not greasy, and almost melts in your mouth.

The soft and glutinous taste of alternate fat and thin brings great satisfaction to the mouth.

Almost as soon as he swallowed this mouthful, Jiang Shi couldn't wait to stretch out his chopsticks.

"clatter!"

Two pairs of chopsticks collided in the air, and Jiang Shi's chopsticks were caught in the air. He raised his head dissatisfied, wanting to see who was so annoying.

Oh, it's his dad.

Jiang Tianqiong warned him with his eyes, and Jiang Shi took back his chopsticks in a sullen voice, but his bright black eyes were still fixed on the plate of Dongpo meat.

"Auntie and the children haven't used their chopsticks yet, why are you eating first?" Jiang Tianqiong scolded in a low voice: "Who taught you these rules!"

"...If you don't want to eat, then you won't eat. Who are you scolding?"

Jiang Shi pouted and looked at him aggrievedly, without feeling at all that he had done anything wrong.

"As an older brother, you have to set an example for your younger siblings. Even if your younger siblings don't eat, you have the nerve to eat."

Jiang Tianqiong had a cold face and put Dongpo's meat in front of Huo Yanheng. Hengheng still made people worry-free.

"I just ate a piece of meat!" Jiang Shi muttered in a low voice. He didn't think it was a big deal.

At this time, he felt a few eyes falling on him, so he looked up.

Opposite them, Julie and Tian Tian were looking at him silently with a calm and ignorant look.

Tian Tian blinked, hesitated, and said timidly: "Brother Jiang Shi, are you hungry? If you are hungry..."

"If you're hungry, eat this first."

She took out a strawberry-flavored lollipop from the pocket of her dress, then bent forward on the table, stretched out her thin arms, and wanted to hand it to Jiang Shi.

Tian Tian and Zhu Li's chopsticks lay quietly on the table without moving at all.

The little girl's eyes were big and bright, and she looked at Jiang Shi innocently. Her pupils reflected Jiang Shi's face - her eyes were evasive and she had a guilty conscience, and there were little red stains on the corners of her mouth. She was a complete glutton.

Somehow, Jiang Shi's face suddenly seemed to be on fire.

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Lunch kicked off in a lively atmosphere.

Leng Qingqing poured the sweet and sour sauce on the steaming rice. The smells collided and the fragrance spread far away.

Then she handed it to Huo Yanheng. She remembered that Huo Yanheng liked sweet and sour food.

There are few adults who can resist the temptation of delicious food, let alone a little Douding who is only five years old.

Huo Yanheng looked at the hill of rice in front of him. The crystal-clear rice was soaked in the red and attractive sweet and sour sauce, and the aroma penetrated directly into his nose.

When did Leng Qingqing learn to cook? The matter had been forgotten by him.

The most important thing now is to eat.

He carefully held the edge of the bowl with both hands, pulled it in front of him, and couldn't help but swallow when he picked up the spoon.

The next second, there was a lot of swallowing sounds all around.

Huo Yanheng: "......"

In addition to the on-site staff, there are countless netizens waiting for food in the live broadcast room.

"Quickly, show off my mouth!"

"Where's the address? I'll buy a ticket and go there right away!"

"This is too greedy. I'm so miserable that I can only eat takeout."

"...The burger in my hand suddenly no longer tastes good."

"I'm convinced that Leng Qingqing's husband is so lucky. Are you spreading rumors about Leng Qingqing's vase?"

"Program team, you are lucky to have Leng Qingqing."

"When I get rich, I will definitely buy a mobile phone that can smell [crying]"

The dining table was bustling with activity, and everyone was picking up food as quickly as possible, putting one bite after another into their mouths without even having time to speak.

The staff held several small dishes and passed them back and forth to taste.

The dishes they passed in their hands were exactly the same as the dishes that the guests at the table were vying for.

This is the weight that Leng Qingqing holds specially for the director and staff.

After all, I was swallowing the saliva all the way, and I couldn't tell if I didn't let others taste it.

A staff member couldn't help but shed tears of happiness as he stuffed Dongpo meat into his mouth.

"too delicious……"

The rest of the staff also praised Leng Qingqing's cooking skills.

“This is the best Dongpo pork (unclear) I have ever tasted!”

"Sister Qingqing is so kind to us too."

"I will be Sister Qingqing's biggest fan from now on!"

The mood of the staff is the same as that of everyone.

Sister Qingqing is a fairy (clench your fists and shout)!

Suddenly someone accidentally hit him on the head.

Who? The staff member turned around in confusion and found that his two colleagues were arguing over the bit of soup left on the plate.

"You ate a piece of meat, but I only ate half of it. This soup is mine!"

"I'm not doing it for your own good. Who was the person who vowed to lose weight last night? Didn't you ask me to supervise you!?"

"Didn't you say I'm not fat at all? You liar!"

"…………"

staff member:"…………"

Both are mentally retarded.

Looking around, he saw that everyone was paying attention to the quarrel between his colleagues. He quietly stretched out his arm, brought the dinner plate over from underneath, dipped his fingers in it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Really fragrant.