There is only one farmhouse in this mountainous area.
What this family does is deal with guests who come to the mountain to pay homage.
There is a fish pond here, where you can fish by yourself, and you can also grow your own flowers, which you can buy and take directly up the mountain. There are also paper money for incense candles, and even braised pork.
Especially pork head meat.
There has been a tradition of using pig head meat to worship ancestors since ancient times, and some families still maintain this tradition today.
No, the farmhouse business is pretty good.
Manshu's family is also stuck here.
When I entered the farmhouse, I found that there were quite a lot of people inside.
The Yan family has never eaten at this farmhouse before.
But as soon as one looks at their car and the stylish clothes of the people, they know that this family is definitely not simple.
The youngest son of this family came out and greeted in a lively manner: "Please come in, distinguished guests!"
"We have two private rooms left here, which are on the third floor. If any of our distinguished guests are in need, please follow me directly to the third floor."
If there is a private room, then it is naturally better to have a private room.
There are many people going up the mountain to worship their ancestors, and it is estimated that there will be even more people stuck here.
There was no room to sit in the hall for a while, it was noisy and annoying.
"I want a private room." The housekeeper knew what to do without Yan Zhentian and Yan Zhan opening their mouths.
"Okay, guest, please come with me."
This little boy looked to be no more than 20 years old, with big white teeth and a simple and honest smile.
He took the three of them and quickly went upstairs.
By the way, I held a menu in my hand.
"You guys, let's see what you want to eat first."
"The specialty of our family is the mutton soup pot. In winter, the mutton soup will warm your stomach."
"The sheep are raised by our own family. They are free-range and the meat is tender and fresh."
Manshu wanted to drink mutton soup, so Yan Zhan ordered a pot for her.
Then I ordered a few more dishes recommended by this guy.
After the food was ordered, the butler asked: "Young man, when will this road be opened? Can we still go down the mountain tonight?"
There are more than one family stuck here, and there are also many impatient people now.
"That's not necessarily the case. It's the Chinese New Year and the construction team is short of people. We just sent a few bowls of hot soup. There's no telling whether it can be opened to traffic tonight."
If there is no traffic, wouldn’t we have to stay in a farmhouse?
The butler frowned.
This farmhouse doesn't look like it has many rooms.
Yan Zhentian looked at Yan Zhan.
It can't go on like this.
Yan Zhan stood by the window and made a phone call.
The young man listened and realized that they seemed to be saying that the mountain road here was blocked and that they wanted someone to clear it quickly and send more manpower.
The young man thought, these people are still interesting, can they call a group of people with just one phone call?
With the weather today and the special circumstances of the Chinese New Year, it is not easy to find people.
It's a pity that the young man is still too young and doesn't know that money can make money work.
Yan Zhan said that he would sponsor and give five times the salary to the construction workers, so many people actively participated.
Before they could finish their meal, a carload of people came.
Emergency repairs are inevitable!
Promise to open to traffic before dark!
The mutton soup here is delicious. Manshu drank three bowls of it.
There is also mutton mixed with dried chili sauce, which tastes good too.
Spicy and stomach-warming!
But Manshu had only eaten a few chopsticks when Yan Zhan removed the chili plate in front of her.
"Third uncle?"
Manshu looked at Yan Zhan confused.
"You can't eat spicy food lately."
Yan Zhan took it for granted and poured all the chili peppers in her plate into his own.
Manshu was stunned.
"I'll dip it less." It's not like you can't eat any chili pepper.
Manshu murmured in her heart that she had never been so jealous before.