Looking at the dressed girl holding a snack box with her hands, she followed her grandmother holding a big food box, and ran and walked further and further towards the village.

Zhang Guofu suddenly felt that it was worth the bloody sacrifice of his comrades for the scene in front of him!

Feeling the smiling faces that come from the hearts of the villagers here, and looking at their happy and satisfied life, what else is worth complaining and dissatisfaction? Wasn’t it just for this day to sacrifice your head and shed your blood?

Zhang Guofu, who had undergone a great psychological change, showed a smile of relief after an enlightenment on his face. Many dissatisfaction and resentment buried in his heart were gone.

The second master looked at him without saying a word, and continued to deal with the delicious shrimp dumplings left in the cage.

Liu Laosan said something else here. This shrimp dumpling is amazing. Even if Xiao Zhang makes it, it will be like this! Well, I have to tell him later that I will have a tray of breakfast tomorrow.

The two old men finished breakfast, but there was nothing wrong anyway, so they wandered around the village.

For ordinary people, even villagers in the Mid-mountain village, there are many places in this area, and now they are not allowed to enter casually. They are all guards standing guard and duty.

But are these two old men ordinary people? One is an old revolutionary and an old general. One of the statements that this base is built on the surface is because of the safety of this old man.

There is no need to say more about the other one. He was a fighting hero who was famous all over the country back then. He was willing to be ordinary, did not be arrogant, and retired himself. He is definitely an example and role model for the whole party, army, and people of the whole country today.

Haven't you seen a person who was so afraid of trouble in person, and even took the old man to the Banshan Village for recuperation?

This was a unique thing before. At that time, many people who knew him were wide open and couldn't believe it.

Therefore, not only did no one stop the two old men from where they arrived, but they also served them deliciously and deliciously, following people around to take care of them, fearing that something would happen to these two old heroes.

Let go of the two old men and wander around the village happily. Let’s talk about Wang Yong’s place.

Tomorrow is the day for them to hold their wedding. According to local customs, the family will start to receive guests today. However, it is usually the guests from the village.

Today's day also has a name called "Playing the Door", which means starting to play some festive suona music and notify the villagers that the family will hold a wedding today.

Of course, the most important thing to do when there is such a day is to process the prepared ingredients. Many of them need to be processed into semi-finished products and are waiting for the wedding day to be used at the banquet tomorrow, mainly to save time.

Generally, when a wedding banquet is held in a village, there must be at least twenty tables. If everything is done, then at least ten or eight masters will be invited to come over.

This is why, in wedding banquets in big restaurants, there are some stewed and steamed dishes that can be prepared in advance, and the reason why there are very few stir-frying dishes.

You can imagine that if a wedding banquet of fifty tables is held, it depends on the chef to make it now. How many tables can you focus on for a chef? Three tables? Less? Then there are five tables and ten tables!

Well, I took a wedding banquet. The entire hotel has to be closed! It would be better if it was a pure hotel, but if it was a real big hotel, it would be less than worth the cost.

The master Wang Yong hired for this marriage was Mr. Wang, which had been agreed long ago. In return, the marriage of Mr. Wang's son was handled by Mr. Wang himself.

Speaking of which, that wedding banquet attracted a lot of attention and praise from Boss Wang. Not to mention anything else, just because he was able to make Wang Yong a master and organize his son's wedding banquet was enough to make countless people look up to him.

In the past, some people thought of eating and drinking in his shop for free and getting some cheaper food, but since Wang Wei's wedding banquet, don't care how big it is, when you arrive at his shop, you will be a regular meal and pay for it.

Even Boss Wang found that many of the owed accounts had taken the initiative to settle the owed accounts. At this time, he was puzzled for a long time. There were not many IOUs in the hotel? He really didn’t have one here, not a single one!

"It's all quick! There are so many things. I can't handle it today, but it's delayed tomorrow's business."

Boss Wang put down the large spoon in his hand (one of the essential tools for rural chefs, one spoon can support the kind of spoon used at home for fifty or sixty spoons), and shouted at the women in the village who were trying to get a lot of hands around him.

"Okay, no one knows it. You should hurry up and watch the meat in your pot."

Lao Jiu beside him said dissatisfied while burning the fire.

Uncle Lao Jiu also has a unique skill in the village, which is to make dry rice (that is, rice). The rice he made is neither soft nor hard, fragrant, glutinous and delicious, and is very popular among the general public.

The rice served in the farmhouse is very different from the way the family cooks.

First, you need to cook a large pot of water, measure the weight in advance, put the washed rice into the pot and cook it. After it is cooked to a certain temperature, you must use a weight truck to remove it, then put it on a large flat trough and steam it in a pot.

There are two key points for steaming the rice. The first is how much water is added and how much rice is added when cooking. This is all of them. The second is to take it out when it is cooked until it is cooked, which is the key among the keys.

The key to the quality of a pot of rice is the second point. Wang Yong hasn't learned the work of making dry rice. He has tried it a few times before, and always feels that it is not as delicious as Lao Jiu's, and then it is left alone.

According to Wang Yong's idea, Fang Zheng himself earned this bowl of rice by making fish, so why did he spend that much effort to learn how to make a good meal?

"I can make this pot of meat even with my eyes closed. Joke, do you think this craft that is well-known for so many years has been blown up?"

Boss Wang started to verbally attack Comrade Lao Jiu who dared to resist his authority.

I am the chef, and the restaurant in the village has to be called the chef! All those who cook in the kitchen have to listen to the chef!

Besides, if a master who cooks cannot subdue his subordinates to help, no matter how great your ability or good your skills are, it will be useless!

"Stop bragging. If you have good skills, why don't you sit like Mr. Zhang, where can you be the supervisor?"

Uncle Jiu's words hit Boss Wang, stunned and didn't know what to say. He didn't even refute this rebuttal. He was not at the same level, so how could he compare?

Isn't that a joke? Who is that old man? He is a famous cooking master in the world, he is a recognized master, and there are not many in the country! Can the masters in my village compare with others?

"Don't make trouble for you kid? Don't talk about the old man, even Dawei's kid is not as good as that. But if you say that you are doing such a banquet in the village, I'm not much worse."

“It’s right!”

When everyone heard this, they quickly turned their heads and took a look. At some point, Uncle Zhang, who was sitting by the windowsill in the yard, was basking in the sun and resting with his eyes closed, came over.

Lao Jiu was dissatisfied with this and thought to himself that you can’t undermine the situation like this? I just found an opportunity to attack Boss Wang, so you can’t disrupt the situation!

"Old man, don't praise him anymore. If you praise him for a while, the meat in the pot will be muddy!"

As soon as Uncle Jiu finished speaking, Boss Wang, who was praised by Uncle Zhang and could not find the state of North, immediately woke up, waved the big spoon in his hand and stirred it in the pot for a few times.

Boss Wang is a master. With this move, he knew that he was fooled by the old man. What a fool! Isn’t my nose a decoration? It’s already early!

So, he immediately turned his head and glared at Lao Jiu.

"Okay, stop making trouble, work quickly, and wait for lunch. By the way, who went to buy seasonings? Why haven't you come back yet?"

Uncle Zhang's question ended the dispute between Boss Wang and Uncle Jiu.

Although the old man did not come to do it himself, everything about the big and small things about the banquet tomorrow was not left behind, and he personally inquired about supervision.

"Don't worry, you always have to worry about doing this. I'm really worried about others, so I let Dawei go with you. I guess Dawei has been following you for a long time, has a high vision, and I don't like the ordinary seasonings here, and I'm picking up!"

Boss Wang’s explanation made Uncle Zhang frown. It is well known that the chef’s craftsmanship is very important in cooking.

But when you reach a certain level of cooking, you will definitely be very picky about the ingredients. Whether it is the main ingredients or the ingredients, you hope it is the best.

In this way, good ingredients and good craftsmanship can make the best dishes. But it seems that I have really forgotten that I can have any good seasonings in such a small place? Stop buying fakes anymore?

I can't think carefully! This one should have gone to a big city to find someone to buy it in advance. Alas! He is old! Dawei, a bastard, didn't know how to remind himself, he was too careless!

Just when Uncle Zhang was still regretting, the roar of a car sounded outside the door, and then a sound of opening the car door came, and then a familiar voice came.

"I've bought the seasonings, come and move to the yard!"

It's Dawei, the sound is right. This bastard is real, how much seasoning can there be! At a young age, he can exhaust him when he moves in!

Uncle Zhang was furious when he was originally complaining and doubting about Dawei's handling of this matter, and with the one he had just made it!

So, Dawei got a slap!

"You bastard, can you tired of moving a seasoning? I'm just watching here. Today, you'll move the seasoning in for me like you. Hurry up!"

When the old man got angry, Dawei turned around and wanted to run away just like a mouse meeting a cat or a hawker meeting a city manager.
Chapter completed!