Due to the limited ingredients, they didn’t make too complex dishes. Furthermore, since the seasonings weren’t very complete, the flavor of the food might have been a bit inferior. But Huiying had such good culinary skills that even a few simple vegetables could taste delicious. Someone smelled the aroma and swallowed salivatingly. Initially, when Dong Huiying mentioned hosting everyone for dinner, there were those half-doubting her words. But now, they found it hard to step away. Old Lady Gao was also a bit curious. She was a widow, her husband and children had starved to death during a drought in the mountains years ago. Before that catastrophic drought, like many women in Dayuan, Old Lady Gao never cooked herself. However, once her husband passed away, she had to manage everything concerning clothing, food, shelter, and travel on her own. Due to this, she honed her own cooking skills. But Old Lady Gao’s cooking... well, let’s just say it wasn’t that great. At best, it was just average – not harmful, but certainly not delicious either. But Lady Xiao Dong was different. Dong Huiying first stir-fried two green vegetables, mixed in a thickening sauce, and poured it into the pan, giving the vegetables a layer of tender sheen and a smoother texture. Then she fried some meat dishes. One of her strengths was her focus when doing something. She rarely got distracted. Just like when she was self-studying Gu Art, she would go days without sleep or forgetting to eat. So much so that Shen Qiuyang once mistakenly thought she was an absolute idiot in daily life, even to the point of being unable to take care of herself. Before they knew it, the Gao Family’s little kitchen was crowded with people. Someone saw the dishes laid out next to the cooktop and could no longer resist, reaching out a hand to grab a piece of cucumber and stuffing it into their mouth. With one person leading the way, the rest couldn’t hold back either. And so, what followed was... "Delicious, delicious!" "Isn’t this just a cucumber? It tastes even better than what my man makes!" "Right? This cucumber and egg stir-fry is my son’s specialty. He does it so well it’s unbeatable, but Lady Xiao Dong’s dish is actually even better than my son’s." "What’s this, what’s this? Carrots? Wow, they’re shaped like flowers! And this, is this a daikon radish? This red and white plate looks too pretty, I almost don’t want to eat it!" "Hey! How can you just grab it with your hands? Did you wash them? They’re all covered in dirt, no no, go wash your hands, quickly!" "Eh? You! You’re stopping us, but isn’t your own big grimy paw still reaching into the dish? You think Old Lady is blind, eh? You think I can’t see through your little ploys?" The atmosphere gradually became relaxed and warm. By the time Dong Huiying plated the last dish, it looked like these people were almost about to fight over it. In an instant, the simple villagers all blushed. They looked at each other, nudged one another, joking and poking fun. Overall, they had embarrassed looks on their faces, a bit of shyness, and some awkward hesitation. "Let’s start dinner!" Dong Huiying said cheerfully, holding the plates and looking towards Liang Shujun and Liang Yuening, who immediately came over. Shujun said, "Let’s set up the table first. While it’s still not too dark, let’s eat in the courtyard."