Yang Jun watched the three children write big characters while he went back to the bedroom to lie down.
Squinting his eyes, his thoughts flew away, his mind sank, and his whole person entered the space.
He wanted to take advantage of these two days to separate the ingredients that Zhao Tiancheng gave him, so that it would be easier to take them out directly.
After working for about ten minutes, he prepared the ingredients on the list and placed them in a corner of the space.
Then, he came out and watched Yang Laosi and the others practicing calligraphy.
Not to mention, the three of them are good at writing big characters.
Yang Qun had the best handwriting and the most serious attitude, but Yang Yu had a very ungrateful attitude and her writing was careless. She corrected her attitude only after being scolded by Yang Jun for a few sentences.
After reading for more than an hour, Yang Jun's hands felt itchy, so he became interested and wrote a few big characters.
As soon as he finished writing the words, he was laughed at by a group of people headed by Yang Laosi.
Yang Jun was not angry and told them to write carefully, then directly balled up the paper and went to the kitchen.
He first took out two jars of thirty-year-old daughter's red wine from the space. This wine weighs five kilograms per jar, and two jars equal ten kilograms. It is just right for a dozen comrades.
But when I thought that this was good wine, I was afraid that it would not be enough, so I simply took two more jars.
Looking at Yang Laosi and the others who were writing seriously in the yard, Yang Jun then took some fruit from the space and was alone in the kitchen making a platter.
He doesn't know how to fry vegetables, but he still knows how to put together a fruit platter.
After working for nearly two hours, he put out four fruit platters.
"Let's take a rest and eat some fruit."
Yang Jun put the fruit plate on the table, indicating that they could rest.
"Brother, is this the feast you are talking about?"
Yang Laosi rolled his eyes and pouted in disgust.
"This is a snack before the big meal. Let's moisten your throat first."
Yang Jun pinched a grape and put it in his mouth, pointed to the kitchen with his finger,
"Didn't you hear me cooking a big meal for you in the kitchen just now?"
"just you?"
Yang Laosi sneered coldly: "Brother, can we stop wasting food?"
"roll……"
Yang Jun made a gesture of taking off his shoes, which scared Yang Laosi and ran away holding the platter.
Yang Qun and Yang Ling were rushing around behind.
"Fourth Aunt, you can't eat alone."
When Yang Yu went to the yard next door, Yang Jun looked at the time. It was already past four o'clock, and there were still two hours before get off work.
In order to make it look like he was cooking in the kitchen, he locked the door and started banging in the kitchen, which made Ma Xiangxiu anxious through the courtyard wall.
Until six o'clock in the afternoon, seeing that he was about to get off work, Yang Jun quickly took out the food in the space.
He first took six ordinary meals and put them on the kitchen chopping board, then took fifty white flour buns and put them in the cage, tucking them up with quilts.
Afterwards, he went directly to the restaurant and took out all the twenty-four state banquet dishes that Lao Zhao had cooked.
Since the table is a bit small, I can only place a few soup dishes on the cabinet next to it.
Looking at the food on the table, he couldn't help but take a few bites.
Not to mention, the taste is very delicious, worthy of the work of a top chef.
Just as Yang Jun was devouring plain-cut chicken, the courtyard door rang.
He quickly went to open the door.
"Oh, you guys came here from get off work early?"
"That's necessary. I heard that you have prepared the 35-year-old daughter's red. If we don't come here soon, you won't drink it all."
As soon as he entered the door, Li Tiezhu shouted.
Yang Jun didn't need to be polite, these bastards tried their best to infiltrate the Japanese who came to raid the village.
They all carried many gifts in their hands.
"Come here if you come, why do you bring anything with you..." Yang Jun opened the door and motioned for them to come in, saying politely.
Before he could finish speaking, Li Lixin said with a smile: "Old Yang, if you continue to be so polite, do you believe I will take the gift back?"
"Bring it to you."
Yang Jun stopped Li Lixin who was about to go back and snatched the gift from his hand.
These comrades really can't be so polite, otherwise they would take it seriously.
"I said, Lao Ji, you are still the big brother. Are you embarrassed to come empty-handed?"
Lao Ji walked at the end, with his hands behind his back and a cigarette in his mouth, looking carefree.
Ji Demin smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "I brought this, do you want it?"
"Hey, considering your age, let's forget it."
Yang Jun smiled, put down his hand, and joked: "But this won't happen next time."
As soon as a dozen comrades entered the house, they began to sweep away the house.
They looked around in this room and that one. If they saw something good, they would put it in their trouser pockets.
However, the only room they didn't enter was the master bedroom.
Although they are usually careless and have no boundaries when it comes to joking, they still understand the rules. The room where the hostess lives is absolutely not allowed.
"Lao Yang, this half bag of tea belongs to me."
Li Tiezhu saw half a bag of tea on the coffee table and put it in his pocket.
"These two cigarettes belong to me." Li Lixin put the cigarette into the creaking nest without being polite at all.
"..."
The only one who was relatively honest was Li Sanjiang. This guy didn't wander around, he just sat on the sofa and watched the bandits sweep away with a smile.
Even that old bastard Ji Demin has a Parker pen.
"Wocao, this table of food belongs to me."
As soon as Wang Erwa entered the restaurant, she was immediately shocked by the rich food on the table.
"Brothers, I'll eat first."
Wang Erwa screamed, sat down directly, grabbed her chopsticks and started eating the food.
Everyone was attracted by Wang Erwa's scream.
Seeing the table full of food, they were so surprised that they could stuff eggs into their mouths.
"I said, Lao Yang, you can't get this table without five hundred yuan."
Li Lixin asked while eating the food, not wanting to be left behind.
"It's not that exaggerated. It's about a hundred yuan."
Yang Jun counted his fingers and said, "The ingredients were bought in the market. I just hired a cook from a state hotel to help me. It didn't cost much."
"Dear me, you can actually hire the cook from the State Guesthouse, you old Yang Niu."
Li Tiezhu said with a thumbs up.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Okay, stop standing and take a seat."
Yang Jun led Lao Ji to the main seat, and then asked others to find a seat and sit down.
A dozen people can sit down even if they squeeze in.
After they sat down, Yang Jun returned to the kitchen and brought in a jar of daughter red.
"Brothers, this is the daughter of thirty-five years old. Today it will open your eyes."
Yang Jun held the wine jar and opened the wine in front of everyone.
Just like last time, I just patted off the sealing soil with my hands, uncovered the layer of oil paper underneath, and a mellow smell of alcohol filled the whole room.
"Good wine."
Wang Erwa sat near the door, hugged the wine jar, and filled a bowl for herself first.
"I asked Erwa, do you still have any rules? Boss Ji is still here, is it your turn?" Li Tiezhu shouted dissatisfied.
Wang Erwa rolled her eyes and said: "Li Gangtou, you didn't know that I didn't obey the rules. How did you know that this bowl was not for Boss Ji?"
Wang Erwa put down the wine jar, held the wine bowl in both hands and handed it to Ji Demin,
"Boss Ji, please go first."
"sensible!"
Ji Demin took the wine bowl with a smile and took a sip directly.
"Good wine, really good. It must be at least twenty years old."
Yang Jun smiled and said: "Not bad, right? This time is not in vain, right?"
"It's not in vain."
Ji Demin smiled and pursed his lips, smashing them and saying, "Bring me two jars when you leave."
When Yang Jun heard this, he almost dropped the chopsticks in his hand to the ground.
"I said, Lao Ji, you are trying to divide the land among landlords. Where can I get you two jars of this good wine?"
Ji Demin was not anxious at all. He waved his hand and said: "Okay, don't cry in front of me. If you dare to say that you only have this jar of wine, I will dig out these two bubbles for you to listen to."
While speaking, he gestured with his eyes with two fingers.
"Well, I can't hide anything from you. There are still three jars in the kitchen."
Yang Jun raised his hands and surrendered.
Not to mention, among this group of people, only Ji Demin knew him well. Every time Yang Jun refused, he could always guess that he had a backup plan.
"Wocao, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
When Wang Erwa heard this, she drank half the bowl of wine in her hand and ran directly to the kitchen.
There was a jar of five kilograms of wine, and there were more than a dozen people, but no one could get a piece of it. Everyone was digging and drinking.
Li Tiezhu was not to be outdone, fearing that Wang Erwa was stealing wine from the kitchen, so he chased her out.
Three jars of wine were quickly brought in, and everyone drank freely.
While everyone was eating, Yi Qiushui came back.
She first came in to say hello to everyone, and then Yang Jun asked her to take the food from the kitchen to the next door to eat.
After arranging Yi Qiushui, Yang Jun returned to the table.
"I'm talking about Erba, what kind of treasure is that good thing you mentioned? It's been so long and it still hasn't been given to me."
"Good stuff, definitely good stuff. I just put it on the living room table for you."
Wang Erwa ate the food with big mouthfuls and pointed to the living room without raising her head.
"I gonna go see."
Yang Jun was startled, got up and walked towards the living room.
When he came back, he had a wooden box in his hand.
The box has been opened, revealing an earthy-yellow radish-like thing inside.
But Yang Jun recognized this thing as personal ginseng.
However, this ginseng is quite old and relatively large. It has taken on a human shape at the top and has well-developed roots below, covering the entire box.
"Is this the only thing that can make you so precious?"
Yang Jun was holding the ginseng and shaking it constantly.
"Wocao, can you be gentler? This is the best ginseng. It has a history of at least eight hundred years."
Wang Erwa saw that Yang Jun didn't pay attention to it at all, and even shook off a beard. He was so anxious that he quickly grabbed it and put it in the box.
"Eight hundred years, how do you know eight hundred years?" Yang Jun asked.
"Don't worry about how I knew it. I got it from an old Chinese medicine doctor. This ginseng even saved my mother's life."
When Wang Erwa spoke, her eyes were filled with tears, and she pointed at a break on the ginseng and said,
"My mother was critically ill at the time, and this whisker saved her life. Do you think it's precious or not?"
Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw that there was indeed a whisker missing from the break.
"That...that is indeed a treasure."
"I've only heard of it before, never seen it before. Today is an eye-opener."
Everyone was talking about it.
Yang Jun was also shocked. He didn't expect that ginseng was so powerful and could pull people back from the brink of death. It was like a shot in the arm.
Seeing the distressed look on Wang Erwa's face, Yang Jun finally understood the importance of this ginseng in his heart.
However, he was very touched that Wang Erwa could give him such a precious thing.
"Old Wang, a gentleman does not take what others like. Please keep this ginseng with me for one day. I will return it to Zhao intact in the morning."
"Lao Yang, I gave it to you as I said, so why would there be any reason to ask for it back?"
"Okay, listen to me, I'll replace you the day after tomorrow."
Yang Jun didn't explain much to him, just asked for the box back and sent it back to the living room.
Then, this 800-year-old ginseng entered the copy space.
As the saying goes: 'Eating carrots and drinking hot tea will make the doctor crawl all over the floor with anger.'
The radish here refers to ginseng, especially old ginseng, which is a life-saving medicine.
In the past, when the old man was dying, he relied on the piece of ginseng in his mouth to keep him alive. You can imagine how useful ginseng is.
That night, everyone ate, drank, talked freely, and made a fuss most of the night, and didn't go back until nine o'clock in the evening.
