Regardless of whether the old man has learned to pretend to be x or not, the troubles encountered by Uncle Liu can only be solved by Teacher Gao, who has the highest knowledge in Qingfeng Village. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I heard that the tall and talented man had returned to the village, and Qingfeng Village, which didn't care about the Golden Week, had a festive atmosphere for the first time. In order to welcome the first tall and talented person in the town to be admitted to Huaqing University and successfully graduated with a doctorate in decades, the village chief and patriarch of Qingfeng Village actually opened the Hundred Family Banquet again after a lapse of seven years.

Gao Ming, who had just opened his eyes and had not had time to wipe off the secretions from the corners of his eyes, heard the old man smile and threw him such good news, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Seeing that the old man's smiling mouth couldn't close, Gao Ming felt a little painful. Obviously, the old man was very happy to be able to follow his disciples down the mountain to eat a day's free meals.

At least, he doesn't have to cook today.

The reason is that before he fell asleep yesterday, he hammered the head of the paper-scissors and lost to Gao Ming, who could have easily sat down and enjoyed the fruits of the old man's labor.

But now, Gao Ming obviously saw not only the but also a little smug in the old man's smiling eyes, obviously, the old man had already guessed this ending.

Yesterday, he deliberately lost to his disciples.

The so-called Hundred Family Banquet is not that every family needs to have a banquet, but that every household in Qingfeng Village produces the best dish in the house, and invites the most distinguished guests in the village to taste it.

In this mountain full of primeval forests, Qingfeng Village, which has existed in the mountains for hundreds of years, is said to be a village, but in fact, it is better to say that it is a super large family, and the people in the village are either surnamed Liu or Zhou, and almost every family can be related. Only in this way, in this treacherous mountain, can the people of Qingfeng Village multiply and grow their own group from generation to generation.

Without blood ties, such a village would have been extinct in the mountains for only a few generations, because of the harsh living conditions, because of the lack of food, and so on.

This hundred family banquet is not something that can be opened as soon as it can be said, it has to be a talent in the village or an official patriarch above the seventh grade to have the right to open this banquet.

According to the village chronicles of Qingfeng Village, the origin of Qingfeng Village is actually a general surnamed Liu at the end of the Ming Dynasty, because the Qing army entered the customs, after the brave struggle was defeated, he saw that the situation was unbearable, and he brought his subordinates and dependents into the mountains to open up such a paradise and finally lived to this day. There is such a background, the Qing Dynasty ruled China for hundreds of years, there was naturally no official, even the study examination in the Xiucai is also very few, to modern China is decades of war and chaos, even studying has become a luxury, until the establishment of New China, some people in the village were admitted to the town's high school, barely in line with the identity of Xiucai is considered to be open a few times. Later, as soon as the university enrollment expansion policy was opened, not to mention high school students, even college students were full of dogs.

The times are developing, Qingfeng Village naturally cannot lag behind, and the difficulty coefficient of opening a hundred family banquets is also improving.

In other words, this special custom has only been more than a dozen times in the past few hundred years since its inception, and the most recent one can be traced back to Gao Ming, a neighbor of Qingfeng Village, when he was admitted to Huaqing University.

Although Gao Ming has nothing to do with Qingfeng Village in terms of blood, his hometown falls in Qingfeng Village, and the old man has also helped the people of Qingfeng Village to see a doctor for more than ten years, and hundreds of people in Qingfeng Village have long not regarded Gao Ming as an outsider.

On the day Gao Ming got the admission notice, Qingfeng Village celebrated for a whole day, Gao Ming ate from the head of the village to the end of the village, Rao is Gao Ming was still a half-sized child who could eat the poor old man, and he almost didn't die.

Unexpectedly, when he graduated and went home today, the old patriarch gave him such a huge honor.

"Old man, your apprentice and I are so good, you can eat and drink for nothing for a day, don't you feel very successful?" Gao Ming wiped the secretions from the corners of his eyes, and was almost moved, and by the way, he praised his master for his good teaching.

"Isn't the Doctor amazing? Do you really think that Qingfeng Village will give you a hundred family banquets this time because you have graduated with a doctorate? The old man sneered, squinting at his own disciple's "arrogant" state as if he was mocking.

"Of course, in the past, my doctor from Huaqing University was a bachelor of Guozijian, and I could hang the title of five grades in terms of grade, do you know? Forget it, I know that you are a little disappointed because the wave is stronger than the wave, so I won't worry about you. Gao Ming understands the old man's somewhat lost psychology very well, and is very magnanimous about his state of being able to eat for nothing and sneering.

"Hehe, old man, I won't talk to you now, when you finish eating, you will know if the doctor is powerful or your master and I are powerful." The old man smiled and showed disdain.

"Cut.." Gao Ming was equally disdainful.

It's easy to pass on this thing with a thick face and a black belly, and Mr. Gao knows it best as the inheritor.

With the banquet, the master and apprentice naturally had to go down the mountain early, otherwise they would offend people if they were late.

Before that, Gao Ming chopped half of a pig's leg plus an old man's newly developed elixir and threw it to his nurse leopard, otherwise he had to follow the flower girl who went down the mountain together to make dozens of mountain dogs in Qingfeng Village riot collectively, and a beast like Hua Niang came, even if they knew that they were invincible, the mountain guards would definitely pounce on it as soon as possible to fight to the death.

Even if the master yells, it is useless, it is their territory, and the concept of defending the homeland that has penetrated into the bone marrow of the mountain guard dog is no less than the determination of the republican people to protect their home and defend the country.

Gao Mingdu could already imagine Uncle Liu's big yellow dog hiding in the kennel when he saw him coming, and he didn't dare to show his face.

Although Hua Niang was a little aggrieved, she almost tore his only pair of jeans into denim shorts with her dagger-like fangs and Gao Ming's trouser legs, but after Gao Ming heard the strings and took out the elixir knowingly, she still let Gao Ming go for the time being, happily swallowed the elixir, and went to the top of the mountain to enjoy it with half a wild boar leg in her mouth.

When I came to Qingfeng Village, under the centuries-old ginkgo tree in the village, the largest open space in the village was already full of small tables, each table was placed with rice and a plate of dishes, and more than 100 people of all ages and children in the village were standing on the side.

Most of them were women and children, and the adult men were mainly men in their forties like Uncle Liu, who had not seen any of his familiar childhood friends.

Gao Ming knew that the younger villagers still couldn't withstand the economic tide of the outside world, and like most Chinese rural people, they went out to work, and only in the Chinese New Year would they return from the big cities thousands of miles away or thousands of miles away, and the village would be lively.

This is also the reason why Gao Ming returned to his hometown for the festival, and the people in the car were still dissatisfied. The population has been greatly reduced, and the women, children, and elderly people left behind rarely go far away, and naturally there are fewer cars.

The rice is all new rice, and the snow-white rice has a tempting aroma from afar, which seduces the children who are standing to swallow their saliva.

Mr. Gao "has tears in his eyes", the standard of this hospitality is too high, he is sincere.

I really can't eat it!