Chapter 300 300. Hot Potato
The whole yard was filled with the aroma of food, but Qiaoqiao couldn't start the meal at all until she had finished feeding the few treasures on the mountain.
Two staff members sat there writing reports and drooling.
They looked aloof and cold, making Song Youde and Song Sancheng embarrassed to talk to them.
Little did they know that the two of them were also afraid that they would be unable to keep their mouths shut as soon as they opened their mouths.
After finally waiting for Qiao Qiao to come back, and having just washed his hands, the seventh cousin, who was very precise in timing, put the last dish on the plate: "dinner is ready!"
The two staff members were instantly excited!
Zhu Jun was very eager to invite people to eat, but she didn't lie about one thing, and that was—
It is a common meal at noon.
Cousin Seven was confident in his own craftsmanship and even more confident in the food in Song Tan Tian, so he only put four dishes and one soup on the big table.
It’s just that the weight is far greater than that of others.
One pot of stewed radish and canned meat, one pot of stir-fried cabbage with lard residue, one portion of scrambled eggs with chives, and one portion of twice-cooked pork with garlic sprouts.
The last soup is Schizonepeta tofu soup.
At home, we also cook a pot of white fungus soup every day.
Rice is cooking in a large iron pot, and the pot underneath is round and golden. When the pot lid is lifted, the fragrant smell diffuses along with the water mist. The eyes of the two staff members want to follow the vegetable pot away.
If only there was still a little bit of human dignity left...
In short, when everyone was seated, they were not polite at all and sat wherever they were asked.
Zhu Jun's saliva was about to gush out, but as a village official, she struggled to maintain her reserve and dignity.
At this moment, he pretended to be polite: "The lunch meal is simple, so you are neglecting me!"
Two bottles of Moutai opened the way. She has now become Song Youde's eldest granddaughter, and she speaks with a special sense of family.
It is quite simple to be simple, but it is definitely not negligent.
The two staff members didn’t want to listen to her at all. They just wanted to stretch out their chopsticks. At this moment, they were suppressing the overflowing saliva and coping with:
“Not shabby, not shabby, it smells so good!”
I haven't eaten this pot to cook, and I feel too much!
The seventh cousin secretly curled up his lips.
At this moment, Song Youde also picked up a bottle of local liquor (he couldn't bear to part with Maotai): "You two, would you like to have a drink?"
“If you don’t drink, don’t drink!”
We are all driving, who dares to drink?
Everyone quickly asked him to sit down at the table.
“Sit down, old man, and let’s eat. We just want to eat some authentic farm food.”
“Yes, yes, you’re welcome!”
—Ahhhh, hurry up and start eating!
The elderly people in this family don't hold out their chopsticks. How can they, the guests, have the nerve to pick up food?
Pushing left and right, it finally started to move. One of them picked up the cabbage, and the other picked up the chives and eggs.
As soon as the food entered my mouth, my whole expression changed. In other words, when did farm food become so delicious?
What?
The two of them stretched their necks and looked at the simple earthen stove in the courtyard: This firewood has magic power, right?
But this thought only occurred for a brief moment.
Then, they have no time to think about this anymore. I just kept giving instructions - eat cabbage, garlic sprouts, radish stew, eat everything!
Simply delicious meow!
So, everyone ate the four dishes in a hurry, and no one was left. The plate was clean, with only a little bit of soup and garlic cloves left. Even the least-eaten radish stew is only half a pot left. There is no need to wait for the next meal to eat leftovers, a few treasures and piglets are enough to digest.
The local taste is amazing!
Zhu Jun also felt a little fat after eating, but fortunately, he was wearing loose clothes in the countryside, so he couldn't tell.
She thought that she would have to find an opportunity to have another meal in a few days. The two bottles of Maotai as a gift were really worth it!
Little village crouching tiger, hidden dragon, this craftsmanship and this ingredients, mother, do not change to the national banquet!
Song Youde was still a little embarrassed. He had been entertaining guests for many years. When he saw the plate was empty, he felt that the guests had not been fed:
“Look at this, there’s not enough for lunch…”
“No less, no less!”
The two staff members, who felt full, waved their hands repeatedly. Now they held their waists and walked slowly in the yard.
While walking around, he kept praising:
“Your food is so delicious!”
“Indeed, compared with this, what I have eaten in the past few decades,” he said with a sad face, “—even your little pigs are not as good as what they eat.”
The two of them looked at each other after saying this, thinking that there would be no follow-up after finishing this meal, and they couldn't help but feel more and more heartbroken.
But the seventh cousin likes to see his food eaten cleanly by others. Now he brought a big basin:
“Everyone, the nepeta tofu soup is salty. How about we drink some white fungus soup to sweeten our taste?”
besides? !
The two people waved their hands in horror: "I won't drink anymore, my belly will feel full - hey, it smells quite sweet."
The two of them stared at the even more plain white fungus soup in the simple stainless steel basin, and now they couldn't help but swallowed.
But, I feel really full...
However, the seventh cousin no longer gave the two of them any room to be polite.
At this moment, two large bowls were brought out, each person took a spoonful, and then handed over the small spoon:
“Come and try the white fungus we grew ourselves.”
Is this still worth it?
It can be seen that the white fungus is very broken, but it has a lot of gum. It is smooth and thick in the mouth, and the sticky texture seems to be soothing from the throat to the stomach!
Unknowingly, I finished the white fungus soup without any trace of it while walking around.
It was only then that they blushed belatedly.
But when I looked at it again, I saw that the entire Old Song family was in the same state, including the village party secretary who called to invite them. He was also standing on the porch, taking spoonful after spoonful.
Seeing them looking over, the other party smiled: "Another bowl?"
It can’t be done, it can’t be done! The two of them really couldn’t eat anymore!
At this moment, I held my belly, and then started to circle in the yard.
After turning around, he suddenly asked: "Fellow fellow, you just said that you can sell the Tremella you grow at home?"
It is definitely for sale, but how can we only sell white fungus?
Song Tan then interrupted: "You two, we have seen the situation of the long-tailed pheasants. How should our family handle it appropriately? Should we ignore them?"
Then the staff got down to business and said quickly: "We have recorded it. It is true that they want to come to your chicken coop, and they don't want to leave."
"In this case, let's treat it coldly - don't worry about it. Just a little, be careful not to let it get bitten by anything on the mountain."
"Again, in your home, you have the responsibility to take good care of them, but don't think about it for a moment... This long-tailed pheasant, to be honest, how much can it be sold for? But it really needs to be investigated, if nothing else, in two or three years It’s still stable.”
have to!
Song Tan understood clearly: He took two hot potatoes! No, there is still a nest of little potatoes!
She sighed, looked at the two staff members again, and then smiled kindly:
“Brothers, do you want to drink tea? Do you want to drink honey water?”
I forgot what I said before, so I quickly went back and took a look... At this moment, the importance of comments is revealed...
(End of this chapter)