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Chapter 37 Hometown's Hot Sauce

When the luxury off-road vehicle entered Dayun Village dragging mud all over his body, Zhang Fan's memories became clear instantly.

The green mountains and green waters are so beautiful, there is no industrial atmosphere, only the simplicity of the mountain village exists.

A long mountain road leads directly to the village. Dayun Village is built in the valley, like a paradise isolated from the world. The fresh air and green mountains put a smile on Zhang Fan's face.

An authentic mountain village without any pollution. Dayun Village is a standard backwater, with no mineral resources around and very little arable land. Coupled with the inconvenient transportation, the poverty here has not changed much.

When the car entered the mountain village, the entire mountain village could only be described in one word. It was poor, and dilapidated houses were built in a messy manner in the valley. There were a few new houses mixed in, but the number was pitifully small.

Children of all sizes were running around the village in dirty clothes, without any worry that traffickers would abduct them. The villagers were playing mahjong in groups, with numbness in their eyes.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan had a complicated look in his eyes. Gambling, in Zhang Fan's memory, has been a gambling practice in the village for a long time.

When I was very young, people in the village liked gambling. Many things happened because of gambling. But now, it seems that not much has changed.

The poorer you get, the more you gamble, and the more you gamble, the poorer you get. Some people work hard, and the money they earn in a year is not enough to lose from gambling in a day. The sky is high here and the emperor is far away, and even the police at the police station are too lazy to deal with the bad gambling habits in the village.

Poor people must be hateful. It is not unreasonable to use this sentence to describe the people in the village.

"Didi didi..."

Zhang Fan honked the horn and the sound spread throughout the village. Suddenly the village became lively, and many people came out to watch the excitement.

"Wow, what kind of car is this?"

"Lao Wu, this is a Mercedes-Benz. Didn't you see the commercial on TV?"

"That's a lot of money."

"Dad, this is a Mercedes-Benz G-Class, it costs more than one million."

"More than one million, dear, isn't this a mortal child?"

"It's Fanwazi. This little guy has been out for several years. He doesn't want to get rich outside..."

After Zhang Fan entered the village, the village became lively. Many people recognized Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan was very famous in the village. He had been a famous troublemaker since he was a child and was the king of children among his peers.

I dropped out of junior high school because my family was poor. After I dropped out, I went out to work. I didn't come back for several years to save money.

Zhang Fan's car was surrounded by people. Zhang Fan greeted these people one by one. The car slowly arrived at the door of his home.

"Fanzi..."

"mom……"

Zhang Fan burst into tears when he saw his mother. After not seeing him for several years, his mother had become much older, and the white hair on her head was clearly visible.

With her right hand in a plaster and hanging around her neck, a woman in her forties had been tortured by time as if she were sixty years old.

"Mom, you're like this. Why didn't you call me? Why didn't you stay in the hospital? Didn't I send you money?"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but complain when he entered his home. Some time ago, Zhang Fan just gave his family 100,000 yuan to spend.

"Aren't you afraid that you will be worried? You are busy outside and it will not be easy to come back. Besides, it's not a big deal..."

Rural people are the simplest, and they save money when they can. Seeing his mother like this, Zhang Fan felt guilty.

"Mom, where is my dad?"

Zhang Fan asked quickly.

"Your dad went to the fields to pick peppers. I'll call him..."

"Mom, you should rest at home. I'll call Brother Huzi, and you can tell the uncle and third uncle to have dinner at my house at noon."

"Okay..."

Zhang Hu said with a smile that Zhang Fan's family was lively. Zhang Fan's father, Zhang Kui, has four brothers, Zhang Kui ranks second. Zhang Hu's father, Zhang Wei, is the youngest.

The Zhang family is a big family in Dayun Village. Zhang Fan has three grandfathers and brothers. Zhang Kui has sixteen cousins. By Zhang Fan's generation, the total number of brothers and sisters is more than thirty.

For a standard large household, the entire population of Dayun Village is only over 600, and most of them have the surname Zhang. If you look closely, they are all related to each other.

"Huzi, have you killed the chicken?"

"Juanzi, bring the pepper..."

"Xiaohai, go pick up two buckets of water..."

Zhang Fan's home became lively. Zhang Fan's grandfather, Zhang Fan's three uncles, more than a dozen cousins, plus his aunts, sisters-in-law, brothers and sisters, and the children below, totaled forty or fifty people.

"Grandpa, this is the wine I bought for you..."

"Uncle, your cigarette..."

"Second uncle, this is yours..."

"Third uncle..."

Zhang Fan took out the gifts in the car. There were gifts in the car, including tobacco and alcohol, cosmetics, bags, clothes, etc.

Although there were many gifts, there were indeed too many people. The whole family was full of joy, and the children were eating chocolates with happy faces.

"Xiao Fanzi is promising..."

"Our Zhang family finally has a capable person..."

"Second brother, listen to me and go to the city with Fanzi..."

The old people looked at Zhang Fan with relief in their eyes. In the yard, several large tables were filled with food.

"Son, here, this is your favorite hot sauce."

Tao Bijuan took out an earthenware jar with hot sauce inside. Zhang Fan laughed when he saw the hot sauce.

"I'll give it a try, I haven't eaten for a long time..."

Zhang Fan laughed, used chopsticks to get some hot sauce and tasted it. The next moment he was stunned.

"This smell..."

Zhang Fan's eyes widened.

"Mom, do you know Tao Huabi?"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Tao Huabi, don't you know him? We don't seem to have this person in the Tao family."

Tao Bijuan shook her head. Zhang Fan looked at his mother, then at the hot sauce in the jar, and his mind suddenly brightened.

"Lao Ganma..."

A name that was resounding at home and abroad came to Zhang Fan's mind. The hot sauce that was once a must-have for home and travel, and was once hailed as a luxury product overseas, does not exist in this world.

"Son, what are you thinking about?"

Tao Bijuan looked at Zhang Fan in a daze and couldn't help but ask.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, I haven't eaten for a long time. I'm going to the toilet..."

Zhang Fan stood up and walked to the toilet. In the toilet, Zhang Fan looked at the lottery prizes again.

Because Zhang Yi was hotly discussed, Zhang Fan accumulated thousands more reputations.

"For the lucky draw, I have to work hard this time."

Zhang Fan started the lottery.

“Congratulations on getting Laoganma’s recipe for peppers made with soybean oil…”

"Congratulations on getting Laoganma's spicy beef diced recipe..."

"Congratulations on getting..."

Several draws in a row made Zhang Fan excited. Looking at the formulas in his mind, Zhang Fan wanted to scream at the sky.

The house became lively, and there was a banquet. Many people were drunk. Although Zhang Fan drank a lot of wine, he didn't feel drunk at all. Wine is food and delicacies. When this kind of thing enters Zhang Fan's stomach, it is directly consumed.

The snake swallowing the whale turned into energy, so Zhang Fan was basically immune to alcohol.


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