The first time Wang Cuiyu saw Zhao Qingshan, he screamed in fright.

She thought it was someone from Jincun who came to the door!

Zhao Qingshan was also frightened: "Little sister, I, I asked Dr. Wang to buy herbs." ”

Wang Cuiyu was even more frightened, and said sharply: "No! You go to the police station to buy it!"

As he spoke, he was about to close the door.

She was alone at home, and it was a blessing not to be recognized, and it was important to save her life.

Zhao Qingshan grabbed the door frame with his hand, and explained in a hurry: "Little sister, I'm not a bad person, really, our family runs a restaurant at the West Road Crossing, my surname is Zhao, I'm a good citizen, show you my ID card." ”

Coincidentally, Zhao Qingshan usually doesn't have money or documents in his pocket, and he happened to go to apply for a health permit that day, and by the way, he came to see if Wang Enzheng was not at home.

Wang Cuiyu looked at the business license and health permit handed over by Zhao Qingshan, and reluctantly believed it, the west crossing is the earliest hotel street in Yucheng, and Zhao Yuchu Hotel is very famous in Yucheng.

"What herbs are you going to buy?"

She was still on guard.

After the number of restaurants in Yucheng increased, there were reports that unscrupulous merchants in Xidaokou would add some kind of shell to their dishes in order to retain customers, so that people would want to eat them again.

So many shopkeepers also came to Wang Enzheng and asked him to help him privately.

Wang Enzheng is very upright, and such requests are all denied.

Zhao Qingshan saw that Wang Cuiyu's expression was much better, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "My dad has a good relationship with Dr. Wang, and our family's seasonings are all picked up from Dr. Wang, my dad knows that Dr. Wang has gone to Qinzhou, let me see if Dr. Wang has come back." ”

Wang Cuiyu pursed the corners of her mouth: "Oh!"

Her father went to the mountains of Guizhou to harvest wild star anise.

can tell Wang Enzheng's whereabouts so clearly, it can be seen that he is not an outsider.

"My dad hasn't come back yet. ”

"But our bay leaves and green peppercorns are almost gone, so we'll be waiting for them tomorrow." Zhao Qingshan fumbled in his pockets everywhere, didn't take out the money, and was dumbfounded: "Shall I come to pick up the line at night? Or will it be done early tomorrow morning, at six o'clock? ”

Wang Cuiyu thought for a while: "I have to go to work tomorrow, and I will send it to your house after dinner." ”

She just went over to look into the void.

Zhao Qingshan was relieved: "Okay, okay, then it's going to trouble the little sister! Eh, the little sister will go to my store for dinner, there are all kinds of dishes." At the end, he stammered and added, "I'm in charge of dinner." ”

So, Wang Cuiyu called the neighbor's brother for help on the pretext of delivery, and went to the Zhao Hotel with her.

The eldest brother next door, Li Chaoyang, is the head of the security company, and his vigilance is quite high, and he followed Wang Cuiyu to eat white food and did not forget to spy on the military situation: "Boss Zhao, how long does it take you to bring in so many spices?"

Pedal on a tricycle to deliver a few sacks of spices, which is enough to catch up with the factory of hundreds of people to start the banquet.

Zhao Qingshan was very honest: "It's the nearby village that is happy to drink, please go over and take charge of the spoon, they buy the meat and vegetables themselves, and we have to bring the seasonings." ”

Those who open restaurants have their own signature secret seasonings that they rely on to survive.

Wang Cuiyu took the opportunity to pretend to be unintentional and asked, "Do you often receive this kind of banquet? What kind of villages are they? I haven't heard of them." ”

Zhao Qingshan smiled and sat down: "Once or twice a month, get married, four generations in the same house and add great-grandchildren, ninety years old, these are the villages in the suburbs near Yucheng, Lujia Village, Jincun, Banqiao Village, Yang Village, Tuba Village, they have all been there." ”

Li Chaoyang sighed: "Can Jincun afford to hire a cook?"

"Please be able to afford it," Zhao Qingshan said again and again: "I will go to Jincun to be a chef the day after tomorrow, and their village is very pompous." ”

Wang Cuiyu heard the name of Jincun, and her back tightened.

She has been observing for a long time, Zhao Yuchu Hotel has been open for more than ten years, and there are photos of Zhao Yuchu's previous work in the Beijing Hotel on the wall, which cannot be the contact point of Jincun.

That is to say, the time she saw Zhao Qingshan, it was he who went to the village to make a banquet?

"Isn't there no transportation car in Jincun to go there? Who will go to the banquet? Are there many people in their village?"

"There are no buses, so I ride my own bike. Zhao Qingshan replied very carefully: "Jincun is different from other villages, other villages are going out to work and make a fortune and come back to make a banquet, people in Jincun do not do other industries, only do digging foundations and piling, people give a very high money, every time they take on a big job, they have to set up wine to celebrate, each time they set twelve tables, eight hot dishes, four cold dishes, two soups, one salty and one sweet, eat flowing water seats, the elderly and strong laborers eat the first round, the young people eat the second round, and the women and children eat the last round. ”

Wang Cuiyu didn't understand: "Aren't all migrant workers very poor?"

When they went to school, Mo Zhi also asked them for old clothes, saying that they were for their younger brothers and sisters in the village.

With the money for the banquet, a school can be built in the village.

Zhao Qingshan smiled: "I also went to Jincun twice to know that they are ancestral skills, and they will never have an accident when they dig the foundation and drive piles." He turned his head to look outside the door, lowered his voice and said: "Do you know the teacher's dormitory of the Agricultural University? ”

He said it mysteriously, and he had a bit of credibility to know the inside story.

Li Chaoyang sighed and nodded in agreement: "I know this matter, it was a Dharma done by that master, and at that time, he also invited our company to maintain order outside the construction site." ”

Within the school district, in order to be aware of the impact, the developer closed the message.

Zhao Qingshan echoed: "The master of that master is from Jincun, and the ancestral hall in their village also provides the tablet of the master. ”

Li Chaoyang was very interested: "Ah? I see! When you leave the day after tomorrow, I'll go with you to take a look." ”

Zhao Qingshan said with a smile: "I can't be the master of this, I didn't tell them to take people there, if they don't agree, I won't be able to receive their banquet in the future." ”

Li Chaoyang raised his eyebrows: "Jincun doesn't allow outsiders to enter the village? People in the township don't inspect their work?"

"I don't know about this, anyway, people like me go in, and people from their village come out to pick them up, and if I go by myself, I can't find the way to go in when I stand there. Zhao Qingshan glanced at Wang Cuiyu, as if he had made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said: "Their village is still dedicated to the gods, and it is for Meng Po, you two just need to know, don't tell others!"

It's a big secret, and it's bad luck to tell it.

Wang Cuiyu was frightened by this glance, and suddenly thought of the clay sculpture she saw when she was in a panic that day, isn't it just the appearance of an old lady, there seemed to be a pair of rolling eyes in front of her eyes, and she asked in a trembling voice: "What is Meng Po?"