An old man immediately volunteered happily at this time: "I'll pick the pig's head!"

"Come on, this job is still done by professionals, you just serve the plate next to you" Where did Fu Qingxu dare to let this pig's head be picked, not to mention the craftsmanship, when the time comes, eat while picking, the hands and mouths of the food are all oil, and the pig's head is covered with his saliva, and everyone can't eat it.

The old man laughed at himself and said, "That's right, my craft is only worthy of holding plates, and we have a chef here."

Bian Rui didn't say much, and while rolling up his sleeves, he opened his mouth and asked, "Where is the tap water here?"

"Over there!" Fu Qingxu pointed.

Bian Rui came to the tap, unscrewed the faucet and began to wash his hands, which lasted nearly three minutes, and then shook his hands after washing the front and back inside and out, picked up the paper towel that he took out at the beginning, and gently wiped off the water on his hands.

"You've been washing for too long" An old man complained and turned on the faucet again when he saw that Bian Rui had finally finished washing.

Bian Rui smiled: "If you don't have this time, you can't do it, and you can only wash a little longer without disinfectant hand sanitizer."

Saying that, Bian Rui returned to the big table, and at this time Fu Qingxu had already prepared the kitchen knife for Bian Rui, and after Bian Rui washed the knife and wiped the water on the knife with a paper towel, he began to unload the pig's head meat.

Bian Rui first took the pig's ears, then the mouth strip, then the two gills, and finally the whole pig's head.

After unloading for about two minutes, Bian Rui turned his head and was about to get some water to drink, but he didn't expect that a group of people were almost two meters away from him, almost forming a circle, and one by one they all took out their mobile phones and were recording pictures of themselves.

"What are you doing?" Bian Rui asked curiously.

An old man said: "I saw that your pig's head is so beautiful, so we recorded it and uploaded it to the Internet, you have no opinion on this, right?"

Bian Rui smiled: "There are still people who like to watch pigs' heads?"

"Why doesn't anyone like to watch it? There's so much more of this mess on the Internet," said another old man.

After speaking, the old man asked Bian Rui again: "Xiaobian, do you have an account, if you don't, it's fun to register one, you can't stop ...... with a brush."

Bian Rui smiled: "There used to be, but I haven't been on it for a long time."

In the past, Bian Rui would also watch short videos when he was fine, but now he really rarely plays it, because he has discovered a new hobby here, either practicing calligraphy or fiddling with wood, and he really doesn't have time to watch videos. It's not that Bian Rui despises anything, but he thinks it's more interesting to mess with things now.

After Bian Rui finished speaking, he picked up the ice water next to him, and directly poured two sips to continue to pick the pig's head, but after such a glance, he found that Uncle Sixteen was also in this group, but Uncle Sixteen did not clap it with his hands, but held his hands on his chest and looked at Bian Rui.

"Uncle Sixteen, why are you here?"

Uncle Sixteen smiled and joked: "Oh, just allow you, the famous guqin masters in the country, to gather together, and don't we guqin lovers come on a pilgrimage?"

"Look at what you said, how dare I call everyone in front of you, if you want to say that everyone has to be these old gentlemen" Bian Rui knew that Uncle Sixteen was joking, so he laughed and laughed.

"Who can compare to you now," said an old gentleman, laughing.

It turns out that there are still people who don't deal with Bian Rui, but now those who can live here are still good with Bian Rui, and those old men who can't look down on Bian Rui's level will naturally not come.

Peers are light, this thing exists in any industry, Bian Rui's level is very high, but it doesn't mean that everyone is convinced by Bian Rui, it's simply impossible, like many people from professional classes, some of the 'high morality' professors in the ivory tower don't look down on Bian Rui.

As soon as an album by Bian Rui and Wen Shizhang and Yosuke Terashima came out, it immediately caused huge controversy in the circle. Those who like it think that this is a peak of guqin performance, and those who don't like it scoffs at what they are playing. Anyway, the two factions are arguing, and the main point of this argument is Bian Rui.

Why?

Speaking of Wen Shizhang, he was originally a professional master performer, and it is not surprising to release a popular album. Besides, Yosuke Terashima, although the level is average, but he is a foreigner and a friend, and his own side of the country is not affecting diplomatic relations.

Neither of these can be sprayed, so only the firepower is concentrated on Bian Rui's body. In fact, everyone understands the psychology of these people: It took decades for old people to have such a status, why do you stand in such a high position as a boy in your thirties? Isn't this special thing to block me up? I will spray whoever blocks me, I will spray whoever I see is unhappy, and whoever dares to say that I can't do it, I will spray whoever I can!

In short, there are many well-dressed people among these so-called people.

In the society, everyone who looks at this and that everyone actually takes morality into account, because now the information is spreading too fast, and everyone can easily see the words and behaviors of these people, and after reading this, the public thinks that it is such a thing. It is precisely because of this that there are new terms such as beasts and bricks.

"I'm a porter at most, just bring the things my master taught me and let everyone see them," Bian Rui said.

Bian Rui is actually not modest, but this is the case, besides, Bian Rui's performance level is still far from the ancestor, but in the eyes of a group of old men, this child is good, not arrogant or humble, no wonder he has such artistic achievements at a young age.

Uncle Sixteen said at this time: "Hurry up and pick your pig's head, the big guys are still waiting to eat." It's not too early, aren't you procrastinating until midnight?"

Bian Rui smiled: "It's okay right away, give me two more minutes!"

After speaking, Bian Rui began to continue to pick up.

I saw Bian Rui's hand rise and fall, and the whole normal large kitchen knife seemed to have vitality in his hand, like a flying butterfly that removed the meat on the remaining pig's head in a while.

When a whole pig's skull appeared, a group of onlookers couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

At this time, there were six plates on the table, one plate of pig's ears, one plate of mouth noodles, three plates of pig's head meat, and one plate of brain flowers.

Bian Rui is here, a group of old men went to work on their own, and in less than ten minutes, when the sun set, all the dishes on the whole table were served.

Old man Fu said to the group of nephews and nieces next to him: "What are you doing in a daze, moving all the fans out and preparing to eat?

Hearing what Old Man Fu said, the gang laughed and went to get a fan to set up a bench.

When Bian Rui sat down at the table, four fans blew towards the table from three directions, and several plates of mosquito coils were lit under the table.

Old Man Fu raised his glass like this and gestured to the people at the table.

Seeing that everyone picked up their cups, the old man said: "I won't stand up anymore, everyone who came today is either friends or fellow believers, so we won't engage in hypocrisy over there." To make a long story short, thank you for taking the time to come to the housewarming banquet of Xiao Lao'er, and here I would like to thank you for the few people who came from Mingzhu, Chang'an, and the capital, and I am grateful for your hard work......

"I said old man, why are you still like the leader and don't say anything, and you are still stunned for half an hour!" At this time, an old man took advantage of Master Fu's anger and laughed and joked about Old Man Fu.

"That's okay, let's eat and drink well," Old Man Fu laughed heartily twice and raised his wine glass.

After the first drink, everyone ate casually and chatted casually.

Bian Rui sat next to Uncle Sixteen here.

"What do you think of Qinyin's qualifications?"

Seeing Uncle Sixteen ask, Bian Rui did not answer directly but asked rhetorically, "What do you think?"

"I think it's generally above average," said Uncle Sixteen.

Bian Rui saw that Uncle Sixteen said this, so he nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Do you think I want to stop this child, this kid is practicing the piano hard" Uncle Sixteen was a little worried.

The children who picked up from the capital are more or less problematic, which is also a normal thing, and it is strange that the family suddenly changed from a little princess and a little emperor to a child under the fence.

The most important thing is that these children can't get along with the children of Bianjia Village, and the biggest reason why they can't be integrated is that these children make the children in Bianjia Village feel too pretentious.

The sensible is like Qinyin, this child is riveting enough energy to get ahead, and he has studied like he has played with his life, which did not comfort Uncle Sixteen, but increased his worries.

Bian Rui also understands Uncle Sixteen, although he doesn't understand everything, but he understands Uncle Sixteen's worries.

Uncle Sixteen wants the child to integrate into Bianjia Village and become a child of the Bianjia family again, but now it seems that Uncle Sixteen's idea is a bit naïve, the decadent child feels sorry for himself, and the desperate child is also trying to escape from Bianjia Village to get rid of this feeling of being under the fence, which makes Uncle Sixteen feel very frustrated.

Bian Rui understands but also deeply understands that Uncle Sixteen is too taken for granted, if these children don't come back when they remember, they will naturally be children from Bianjia Village, but when they come, the oldest are already going to elementary school. It can be said that the personality and mind have basically been fixed, how can it be reversed? In their hearts, they suddenly fell from a big family like the capital to a small mountain village, and they still want to integrate them?

Bian Rui has a clear understanding of this matter, and he has no interest in changing anything, and he never says anything like melting a few children with love, and he will not do it. Because that is their life, whether they live well or not, whether they can support each other like other Bian clan children is not up to him Bian Rui, but to themselves.

"What do you uncles and nephews say, and what are you happy to say to make us happy?"

Bian Rui smiled: "It's nothing, what about the children in the family."

Bian Rui forgot that most of the people here are elderly, and when he mentioned the children, he began to talk about his little grandson and granddaughter one by one, and that face made Bian Rui really hard to say anything, obviously saying that his children were disobedient, but when he said it, his face was light, and he wrote on his face: Hurry up and praise my little grandson and granddaughter.

There was no way, Bian Rui had to grin and listen to it, while constantly slandering in his stomach.