"Sob sob sob, you're so heartless. You're not a man!"
Zhao Liangying looked at the tortoise in her hands and suddenly burst into tears, feeling wronged.
She had never felt so wronged before.
Ye Lingchen was speechless. She said he was not a man when he did not fight her, and she said he was not a man when he won. This woman was really hard to please.
However, he rubbed his nose, feeling a little guilty.
His gambling skills were so good that it was almost integrated into his bones. Although he didn't shuffle or cut the cards, he could quickly draw out the cards he needed every time he touched the cards without anyone noticing. Moreover, he knew what cards Xiao Feifei and Zhao Liangying had in their hands without even using his brain.
To him, it had become an instinct. It was indeed inappropriate to use it to bully little girls.
Zhao Liangying's cry immediately attracted everyone's attention. However, when they saw the tortoises on her and Xiao Feifei's faces, many people could not help but laugh out loud. That was just too tragic.
At the same time, they secretly raised Ye Lingchen's status as an extremely dangerous person. Young Master Ye was just too scary. They should never play cards with him in the future.
However, at that moment, an unstoppable aroma wafted over, giving everyone a jolt.
"What's that smell?"
"F * ck me, that's too fragrant!"
"Wow, how can it smell so good?!"
In fact, there was no need for an answer. Everyone's eyes were already on the claypot porridge. Looking at the bubbling steam, their saliva was already overflowing from the corners of their mouths.
"This porridge smells too good!"
Chen Chichi raised his hand and was about to lift the lid, but was slapped away by Ye Lingchen.
"Now is not the time. Let's wait a little longer!" Ye Lingchen glanced at Chen Chichi.
Chen Chichi shrunk his head. "Young Master Ye, I really can't hold it in. Can you give me a bowl first on account of my hard work? It's too tempting!"
After saying that, he licked his lips as if he wanted to swallow the claypot whole.
"Don't worry, you'll get it," Ye Lingchen said with a smile.
At this moment, Zhao Liangying stopped crying. She looked at the pot of porridge in front of her with teary eyes and sniffled non-stop.
It smelled so good. She could not figure out how Ye Lingchen could cook such a fragrant porridge.
However, at the same time, her heart was faintly uneasy. Could she eat this porridge? Can it really resist the nausea of anorexia?
"Alright!"
These three simple words made everyone's eyes light up. They were like cats that had smelled blood. In an instant, they had their bowls and chopsticks in their hands, ready to feast at any time.
The doubts in everyone's hearts completely disappeared at this moment. What's wrong with cooking porridge? Cooking porridge smells just as good!
The moment Ye Lingchen opened the pot, a thick sound was heard, accompanied by the rising mist, instantly enveloping everyone.
This fragrance was many times stronger than before. Everyone's eyes immediately turned red, and the sound of saliva being swallowed could be heard.
Woo — it smelled so good.
At this moment, everyone was trembling slightly, as if all their cells were jumping with joy.
"F * ck me, this porridge is glowing!"
Li Tai shouted. His eyes widened to the extreme, as if he had seen something unbelievable.
Gasp!
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. They were equally astonished.
Food that glowed, that was something that only appeared in anime, right? It actually appeared right in front of their eyes.
At that moment, the sky had darkened. Therefore, the porridge was extremely eye-catching.
As the stove was still on, the rice porridge was still bubbling in the pot. As the bubbles came out, the thick porridge juice seemed to have a life of its own as it flowed in the pot. The rice grains in the porridge were very clearly scattered in the porridge juice, crystal clear, white and translucent. In addition to the fish fillets, there were also some green vegetables in the porridge juice.
What did it mean to have color, aroma, and taste?
That was what it meant to have color, aroma, and taste!
Perhaps it was an illusion, but looking closely at the porridge in the pot, the rice grains intertwined with the soup seemed to be glowing. It was like the reflection of stars in the ocean, lighting up the entire pot.
"Tonight's dinner is prepared for Zhao Liangying, so this first bowl is for her." Ye Lingchen scooped a bowl for Zhao Liangying. The others naturally did not say anything, but Zhao Liangying was slightly taken aback. She raised her hand and took it, letting out a grunt on the surface. At least she had some humanity left.
However, she did not drink it directly. Firstly, it was because it was hot, and secondly, she was a little afraid.
Although the taste made her hungry, having an appetite was one thing. Putting food in her mouth would cause her to feel nauseous, making her unable to swallow it. That was the horror of anorexia. It was extremely torturous.
The second bowl was given to Chen Chichi.
Chen Chichi was extremely excited, "Thank you, Young Master Ye."
After saying that, he did not care about the heat and took a sip. The next moment, his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It's … it's too delicious!"
He wanted to jump up and down, smacking his lips continuously.
After one mouthful, he could not believe the taste in his mouth. The rich fragrance of porridge accompanied by the aroma of fish instantly spread throughout his mouth, teasing the tip of his tongue. It made him want to moan uncontrollably.
Moreover, the porridge looked hot, but it became gentle after entering his mouth. After one mouthful, he felt as though he was soaking in a hot spring. His entire body felt warm.
It was hard to imagine that porridge could be cooked to such an extent!
That was no ordinary porridge. That was clearly a godly porridge!
Although he had yet to become famous, he did not consider himself to be a country bumpkin. He especially had an unparalleled love for food. He had eaten countless delicacies, but none of them could compare to this porridge.
"Young Master Ye, your porridge is even more delicious than the one we had at noon!" After Chen Chichi finished speaking, he eagerly took another mouthful, then let out a long sigh of satisfaction. It was extremely comfortable.
Bliss!
His reaction made everyone look forward to it even more. Each of them stared at the clay pot.
Next, Ye Lingchen distributed the porridge to everyone. Each person had a bowl, no more and no less.
"Chen Chichi, you have to be calm. Watch how I taste the porridge," Lu Xiaobu said mysteriously. Looking at the porridge in his hand, his throat moved uncontrollably. He felt that under the stimulation of the fragrance, his desire for the porridge had reached its limit. However, he endured it and took a sip in a gentlemanly manner.
However, that one mouthful caused his entire body to tremble. Following that, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Gulp, gulp —"
Unable to hold it in any longer, he picked up the bowl and poured the porridge into his mouth as though he was drinking water. In just a few blinks of an eye, the bowl of porridge was empty.
Following that, he began to lick the bowl madly with his tongue. As he licked, tears silently rolled down from the corner of his eyes.
"Sob sob sob, so … so delicious. So delicious! I have no regrets in this life! "
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