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300. Hot potato

The whole yard was filled with the aroma of food, but Qiaoqiao couldn't start eating until she finished feeding the few treasures on the mountain.

Two staff members sat there writing reports and drooling.

They looked cold and aloof, making Song Youde and Song Sancheng embarrassed to talk to them.

Little did they know that the two of them were also afraid that once they opened their mouths, they would be unable to keep their mouths shut.

After finally waiting for Qiao Qiao to come back, and having just washed his hands, the seventh cousin, who kept time very accurately, put the last dish on the plate: "dinner is ready!"

The two staff members suddenly became excited!

Zhu Jun was very eager to invite people to eat, but she did not lie about one thing, and that was——

It’s a common meal at noon.

The seventh cousin 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.

But the weight is far greater than others.

A pot of stewed radish and canned meat, a pot of stir-fried cabbage with lard residue, a portion of scrambled eggs with chives, and a portion of twice-cooked pork with garlic sprouts.

The last soup is Schizonepeta tofu soup.

The family also cooks a pot of white fungus soup every day.

Rice was cooking in a large iron pot, and the pot underneath was round and golden. When the lid was lifted, the fragrant smell spread out along with the mist, and the two staff members wanted to follow the food basin 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 almost gushed out, but as a village official, she struggled to maintain her reserve and dignity.

At this moment, he pretended to be polite and said: "The lunch meal is simple, you are neglecting me!"

Two bottles of Maotai opened the way, and she has now become Song Youde's eldest granddaughter, and she speaks with a special sense of family.

It's quite simple to be simple, but it's 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 suppressed the overflowing saliva and dealt with:

“Not shabby, not shabby, it smells so good!”

I haven’t even eaten this local pot cooking yet, and I feel so hungry that I can’t stand it!

The seventh cousin secretly raised the corners of his mouth.

At this time, Song Youde also carried a bottle of local liquor (he couldn't bear to part with Maotai): "You two, would you like a drink?"

"Don't drink, don't drink!"

They 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!"

——Ah ah ah hurry up and start eating!

The elderly people in this family don't hold out their chopsticks, so how can they, the guests, have the nerve to pick up food?

Pushing left and right, it finally started to work. One of them picked up cabbage, and the other picked up chives and eggs.

As soon as the food entered his mouth, his 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.

Next, they had no time to think about this anymore. They just kept giving instructions - eat cabbage, eat garlic sprouts, eat radish stew, eat everything!

Simply delicious meow!

As a result, everyone ate the four dishes in a hurry, and no one was left.

The plate was clean, with only some soup and garlic cloves left. Even the least eaten radish stew was now only half a pot. There was no need to wait for the next meal to have leftovers, a few treasures and piglets.

It's enough for digestion.

Nepeta and soft tofu are paired with soup... Ouch!!!

The local taste is amazing!

Zhu Jun also felt a little fat after eating. 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, and the two bottles of Maotai as a gift were really worth it!

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in a small village, this craftsmanship and ingredients, my God, I wouldn’t even change them for a state 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 as if the guests were not full:

"Look at this, there's not enough food for lunch..."

"No less, no less!"

The two staff members, who felt they were full, waved their hands again and again. 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 the food your little pigs eat is not as good as it is."

After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at each other, thinking that there would be no follow-up after this meal, and they couldn't help but feel more and more heartbroken.

On the contrary, the seventh cousin likes to see his food eaten cleanly by others. Now he brought a big basin:

"Everyone, the schizonepeta tofu soup is salty. How about we drink some white fungus soup to sweeten our taste?"

besides?!

The two of them waved their hands in horror: "I won't drink anymore, my belly will feel full - eh, it smells quite sweet."

The two of them stared at the even more plain white fungus soup in the simple stainless steel basin, and couldn't help but swallow their saliva at this moment.

But, I feel so 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 there is a lot of gum, and the mouth is smooth and thick. The iron paste seems to soothe 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 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?"

I can't help it, I can't help it anymore! The two of them really can't eat anymore!

Now I held my belly, and then started to circle in the yard.

After turning around, he suddenly asked: "Fellow, you just said that you can sell the white fungus grown at home?"

It’s 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 deal with it appropriately? Should we ignore them?"

Only then did the staff remember to get down to business, and quickly said: "We have recorded it. It is true that they want to come to your chicken coop on their own, 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. Don't think about it for a moment... This long-tailed pheasant, to put it bluntly, how much can it be sold for? But it really needs to be investigated. If nothing else, two or three

The year is still stable.”

have to!

Song Tan understood: I picked up two hot potatoes! No, there is also a nest of small potatoes!

She sighed, looked at the two staff members, 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...


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