When the newborn sun began to curiously peel off the fog that filled the world, and looked at the lively Wangjiazhuang, the wide street on the main street of Wangjiazhuang was already crowded.

The men and women who put on the new clothes, the villagers, old and young, really all went out today, except for a very few people, such as Wang Yong's mother, who really can't come back abroad, all the people in the village gathered together today.

The most excited are undoubtedly the children, for them, the temptation of food is the most difficult to resist, even if the family is rich to the point of eating whatever they want, but the attraction of other people's food still makes them climb out of the bed and run out of the house in the voice of their elders.

Some people who wanted to show off at the long street banquet set up their stalls early and began to make a variety of their best foods, and the whole village was filled with an alluring aroma, attracting countless cats and dogs to rush and scream!

"Get out of the way!"

A greedy kitten wanted to jump on the table, but was kicked by the owner, ran out two or three meters, got up with a wail, and then quickly picked up a steaming dumpling that fell beside him, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Holy! I said, Lao Chen, what are you doing? When you wake up early, you cook dumplings? Can you eat it? ”

"I do! What's wrong? Can't you? ”

"You're rich, aren't you?"

After saying this, the person who said this turned around and shouted at a few village kids who ran over: "The big fritters just out of the pot are fragrant and crispy!" Come, come, come, eat! ”

"I want one! I also want a bowl of tofu brain! ”

"I want oil cakes! I also want a tea egg! ”

"I want oil cakes and tea eggs too!"

"I want a bowl of soy milk, and I want more sugar!"

"Okay, okay, just do it and wait over there. I'll serve you all in a moment! ”

After speaking, the stall owner of the fried fritters looked at Lao Chen who was cooking dumplings next to him with disdain, and Lao Chen, who was stimulated, immediately became angry, what kind of eyes do you have? Look down on me?

"Dumplings, delicious dumplings, pork and green onions, dumplings filled with beef and celery, fragrant dumplings that you can't forget after eating a bite are about to come out of the pot, if you want to eat early, you have to wait for the pot if you come late!"

However, a scene that made him want to be bitter appeared. No matter how hoarse he screamed, he pulled his throat and bewitched. The little cubs in the village were not moved at all, and they looked at the fried oil cakes on the other side with their mouths open, and they served soy milk and tofu brains.

What's so delicious about a broken fritters? Didn't you hear from other experts? Is it easy to cause cancer if you eat too much fried food? Besides, what's so good about that thing? Can there be dumplings delicious?

You must know that when Lao Tzu was a child, he might not be able to eat a meat-filled dumpling for a year! Even if you eat, don't try to be full. One person can share a few cushions on the stomach, and at that time, I dreamed of a full meal of meat-filled dumplings!

Just when Lao Chen, who was cooking dumplings, wanted to cry without tears, more and more people from the village came over, some pushing carts. Some were holding stools, some were carrying tables, and the whole family went straight to the stalls assigned to them.

The gas stoves and coal stoves on the stalls are all provided by the village. There are also tables and boards, scrubbing basins, etc., and generally speaking, as long as you bring the ingredients you have prepared at home, you can start cooking right away.

"Oops! I said, Erhu, where did you get the beef? Look at this is all good meat on steak and tenderloin! ”

"I just slaughtered it last night, and I raised it at home. I didn't feed at all, I grew up eating grass completely, and I lived for more than a year. It's for today! ”

"Damn! Count you ruthless! But I'm not bad, my two-year-old pig was killed yesterday by someone I asked someone to help kill it. Look, ****, pig blood, pork ribs, four-fingered pork belly, last night our family took turns to watch the stew for half a night, soft and sweet, absolutely not tired! Have a piece to try? ”

"Hey, don't say it, I'll just take this bite! Bring me a chunk of meat! If you want a lot of fat, eat it deliciously! ”

"Look at you!"

Wang Yong only got up reluctantly at half past seven at the urging of his grandmother, and as for his father Wang Hai, he didn't come back last night.

Yesterday afternoon, he took the convoy to the airport in the city, ready to welcome the arrivals of visitors from all over the world. I heard him say that a group of people yesterday morning got off the plane at about 11 o'clock in the evening, and some of them were busy.

"Wang Yong? What's in your cauldron? ”

When the villagers saw Wang Yong directing Xiao Zhao and Dr. Liu to carefully carry down a huge iron pot from a pickup truck and put it on the large coal stove on the stall, they asked curiously:

"Hey, want to know? You guess? ”

"Bunny? Funny with your uncle? Looking for a fight, right? ”

"Don't, don't, I've got fish in this pot, big fish!"

Generally speaking, Wang Yong opened the back door of the pickup truck, and took out a big fish more than one meter long and thicker than an adult's arm, and held it in his hand.

"Isn't it? Such a big fish? ”

"Oh, where did you get such a big guy?"

"Huh? Why does it smell so good? Have you decided that you are stewing fish? ”

"Isn't that right? I've eaten a lot of fish stew, but I've never seen a fish stew that tastes so fragrant? Your kid teacher explained, did you use any special seasonings? ”

A group of people surrounded Wang Yong and began to ask questions, which made Wang Yong, who wanted to find a stall to fill his stomach first, very impatient. But there is no way, even if Wang Yong gets angry with the group of people in front of him, it is useless.

They are all uncles and uncles, uncle's elders, what do you want to do as a junior? Rebellion on the occasion of such a village-wide gathering? Anyway, Wang Yong didn't have the courage.

"Well, it's not about the seasoning, it's because I use a special kind of meat as an adjunct, so the flavor is very strong after stewing. Of course, it tastes even better in your mouth. ”

Wang Yong didn't blush at boasting about himself, and kept telling everyone how delicious and delicious his stewed fish was, but he didn't let go of his mouth in key places, no matter how everyone asked, he didn't tell everyone what the flavor and accessories were?

"Ask him what he is doing? Let's just uncover the pot and take a look? ”

After speaking, a person walked out of the crowd, came to the big iron pot that began to steam, and as soon as he reached out and lifted the lid of the pot, suddenly, a more intense aroma came to his nose, so that everyone around couldn't help but sniff.

"It smells so good!"

"I said, what kind of meat is this? It looks familiar, but it's certainly not pork! ”

"I'm coming, I can't recognize any meat, you go quickly, it's embarrassing here!"

"That's it, let me come, I haven't eaten any meat?"

"This, it's lamb!"

"Lamb?"

"Lamb and fish stewed together?"

When Wang Yong was surrounded by a bunch of people here to discuss why the mutton and fish stewed together had such a miraculous change, Wang Yong had already sneaked away. The stomach is already hungry, and the air is filled with a tempting fragrance, I can't help but want to eat it for a long time, where is there still the kung fu to fight with a group of elders?

After walking a few steps, Wang Yong saw a stall full of children. Fried fritters, steamed buns, dumplings, porridge and noodles, bursts of aroma and the applause of diners caused people to stop involuntarily.

Wang Yong came to Lao Chen's dumpling stall with only two people, but unfortunately before Lao Chen was happy, he heard Wang Yong shouting: "Bring me a bowl of tofu brain, a drawer of steamed buns, and a small bowl of tomatoes to make lo mein!" ”

"Okay!"

"Wait!"

"Right away!"

After getting the answer, Wang Yong reached out and took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick bucket, and nagged the vinegar bottle and chili oil saucer on the table to his side, just waiting to eat a big meal.

Waiting is always boring, and after looking around, I saw Lao Chen's melancholy eyes. Wang Yong was stunned, and then looked at the two villagers opposite who were bored with a mouthful of dumplings and a mouthful of garlic, and seemed to understand something.

slapped the table, and then shouted loudly under the gaze of everyone: "Bring me two dumplings!" ”

"Poof—"

"Ahem, ahem—"

The two diners on the opposite side were stunned, and the stall owner, Lao Chen, was so red that Wang Yong hallucinated, and he seemed to see that white smoke had begun to rise above Lao Chen's head.

"Huh? That's wrong! It's two bowls, two bowls of dumplings! (To be continued.) )

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