When Wang Yong came back after a frenzy, he saw the old secretary sitting at his own dinner table, holding a large spicy tang made by his daughter-in-law in his hand, and eating it without a bite.

Comprehending the movement, he looked up and saw that it was Wang Yong, grinning. Pointing to the empty seat next to him, let Wang Yong sit down.

Wang Yong carried five or six skewers of mutton skewers in one hand and a bag of fried thousands of seeds that were still hot in the other, and sat down next to the old secretary.

Pour the fried Qianzi onto a plate in front of the old secretary, and the mutton skewers in the other hand were just about to be put on.

Without hesitation, he picked up one skewer and put it in his mouth, and while eating, he threw two skewers into that saucer.

Zhao Wei, who was sitting on the side, clenched his fists when he saw this action, but when he saw the smiling old father, he reluctantly let go.

The old secretary ignored Wang Yong's unreasonableness, looked at the fried Qianzi on the plate very curiously, leaned his nose to smell the smell, and then stuffed the spicy tang in his hand to Wang Yong, he pinched a fried Qianzi and threw it into his mouth.

The crispy powder that has been fried on the outside squeaks without biting, and it crumbles into slag with a light touch, and then the tender meat filling wrapped inside begins to be accurately perceived by the tongue, making you subconsciously start shaking your teeth to deal with them.

It seems that this thing has an appetite for the old secretary, no, in less than ten minutes, the seven or eight fried thousands of sons that Wang Yong gave him were eaten by him.

The old secretary, who felt that he couldn't enjoy eating, stared straight at the bag in Wang Yong's hand, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident. It's just that Wang Yongli ignored him and concentrated on dealing with the string of blood tofu in his hand.

"Dad, I can't eat anymore! Fried food is not good for your health, if you are not full, I will go to my Uncle Li's place to give you a bowl of tofu brain! ”

As soon as this voice sounded, the old secretary was reluctant to give up. But he still turned around, stretched out his hand and waved at Wang Yong, telling him to leave quickly.

Wang Yong got up and was about to leave, when he suddenly remembered something, stretched out his hand, and with great difficulty, he picked up a fried Qianzi from the bag and threw it into his mouth, and bit his snow-white teeth gently.

Click――

The crunchy sound was accompanied by a rich aroma of meat that filled the mouth. swept his eyes and saw the old secretary's look of wanting to eat but not daring, so he laughed and walked away.

"You bunny. Just be mad at me! ”

It was already past eleven o'clock, and when the summer sun was officially sadistic, fortunately, there were makeshift awnings in front of the tables of each household.

A red and blue awning several hundred meters long was temporarily built with color steel tiles, and a shelf built with steel pipes was covered with a layer of color steel tiles with sponges, which was not a problem to block the sun.

Also, there is a ceiling fan or floor fan every few meters away, although it is not as good as an air conditioner. But it's also enough to help people blow away a little bit of the heat.

What's more, there are three or four meters tall trees on both sides of the road to block the shade, so even during the hottest time of the year. It's still tolerable for people to sit in it.

"Well, everyone's attention!"

As soon as this sentence came out of the loudspeaker, the lively crowd became silent in an instant.

"Our first village banquet in Wangjiazhuang has officially begun!"

When the stunned people reacted, they just said this. After not spending more, this is the beginning of the applause and applause. The liveliness was restored.

Along this avenue, all the villagers of Wangjiazhuang, from centenarians to young children who are still held in their mother's arms, are endless, tasting delicious food, exchanging whose things are delicious, and helping the old and young to enjoy their own festivals.

The officers and soldiers of the nearby garrison have an unforgettable holiday today, although they already knew before they came that it was the parents and villagers of Wangjiazhuang who wanted to invite everyone to have a meal on the day of the founding of the army.

But when I arrived at the place, I saw this kind of big battle, and I slipped out all kinds of delicacies that were still hundreds of meters away, and everyone was dumbfounded!

There are too few people who know about the local characteristics of the Long Street Banquet in this era of poor information exchange.

As soon as the leader gave the order, the entire queue was disbanded, and everyone in groups of three or five, seven or eight received cold beer, drinks, mineral water, or liquor, and began to sweep down the street.

They are all young men in their twenties, and when they can officially eat and drink, they immediately make many people crazy.

Calling children and daughters, adults shouting, children calling their families to come over and help! There's no way, I can't provide food for others! It would be a bit embarrassing to invite relatives during the Chinese New Year!

So, in an instant, except for these soldiers or village and town cadres on the street, the villagers of Wangjiazhuang disappeared.

Everyone gathers at their desks, or runs back to their homes, scrambling to stock up, or else they won't be able to supply anything! Inviting people to eat does not let people eat well, that is not the way of hospitality in Wangjiazhuang.

The dishes made by the people in the village this time are not famous dishes, they are all dishes of general farmhouse hospitality, which do not look as exquisite as the big hotels in the city, but they are better than the fire, the flavor, and the large amount.

Stewed pork ribs, beef stew, stewed chicken, fish stew, stewed meat, and boiled meatballs are all served in large pots, so many people who originally planned to use bowls are embarrassed to take them out.

However, after Wang Yong walked around, he found that there were still many people in the village who were quite talented. is like Chen Bin, a loser, who made a simple oven by himself and set up a barbecue stall.

In addition to the essential things such as lamb skewers, kidneys, tendons, and flesh and bones, he also prepared palm-length small yellow croaker and crucian carp.

In addition to meat, he didn't know where he learned it, and he skewered a lot of vegetables to roast and eat. Wang Yong glanced at it, and the variety was quite complete.

Garlic, leeks, eggplant, and peppers are not to mention the common, but also tomatoes, bell peppers, onions, tofu, potatoes, mushrooms, and so on. And Wang Yong even saw bananas in the messy pile of vegetables!

It's not easy! His parents are in the hospital, and this kid actually appeared at the village banquet alone with cynicism, and he was cheeky, Wang Yong felt that in a few years, this kid would be able to earn back the money he had lost.

Walking and eating all the way, what Wang Yong didn't expect was the most lively, and the most people around him was this kid's barbecue stall. No matter who it is. I couldn't bear to leave after eating it once, and I thought about eating a few more skewers.

But to be honest, this kid's grilled lamb skewers are really delicious, burnt on the outside, tender on the inside, and the taste is indeed very tempting when you eat a mouthful full of oil!

The big guy seems to have discussed it in advance, and there are few things that are repeated. Even if the main ingredient is beef, the auxiliary ingredients are different.

You make beef stewed radish, and I make beef roasted potatoes. There is also a novel way to eat tomato beef stew next to it, because of the novelty, it is naturally much better than the other two, which makes the other two extremely envious, jealous and hateful.

So, after a while, all kinds of wordless and unpleasant words soon came out of the mouths of the straightforward villagers.

It's just that often as soon as there are some signs, village and town cadres patrolling the streets will suddenly come out and intervene.

The hardest thing is the band under Chen Guijie, who eats. They played music in the shed, and only occasionally interspersed with singers singing on stage could they take a break and drink some water to moisten their throats.

Still, the rich aroma that kept wafting over them made many of them crane their necks from time to time to take a look. It's good to have a good time!

Although the boss has already said that after the soldier is gone, everyone will be able to enjoy the food easily, but it depends on the current situation. I'm afraid that by the time they're done, there's nothing left!

"Wang Yong, what are you running?"

Wang Yong, who didn't run away, was pulled by Zhao Qiang by the collar and slipped to him. Questioning with a glare. Hearing that he was not robbing himself of a thousand sons, Wang Yong was relieved.

When the pot of thousands of sons came out just now, he and Liu Bin snatched half of it, which had already aroused the anger of the public. I thought someone was complaining, Zhao Qiang was going to settle accounts with himself!

"What's the matter? Don't you see I'm busy? ”

Wang Yong, who was carrying a huge stick bone in one hand and gnawing vigorously, said vaguely, and he didn't bother to raise his head. I don't know where Liu Bin got it from, this big bone stew is called an authentic one!

"You're a dog, huh? What are you willing to do when you run out of meat! I like to eat for a while and go to your aunt to ask for a pot to go home and gnaw hard, she has stewed several pots of this thing in the past few days! ”

As soon as he spoke, Zhao Qiang stretched out his hand and snatched the bones that had no meat in Wang Yong's hand, and threw them casually on the table of a villager next to him.

People were busy cutting flour skin with their heads down, and suddenly smashed a big bone, and they were startled, and the kitchen knife was so hung that they cut off three fingers.

A mouth was about to start scolding, but when he looked up, he saw the village secretary and Wang Yong, who was wiping his hands with paper, and quickly lowered his head and continued to cut the powder skin as if he didn't see the big bone.

They are all unprovoked Lords!

"Earlier? What's the matter with you, hurry up, my aunt's big bones are quite appetizing to me, hurry up, I'm still waiting to drink two more bowls of big bone broth! ”

"Eat, eat, eat, know to eat! You show me carefully, see what's the problem, wait until the end of the year to entertain the village banquet is not the same person now! At that time, the heads of the county and city, and many business partners will be invited, if something goes wrong, it will be a shame! ”

Zhao Qiang looked at the endless crowd, his face full of sorrow. How many people are there? According to the plan, the scale of the large-scale village banquet at the end of the year is almost several times that of the current one.

"Nothing's a problem, right? I'll take a good look at it again! ”

After speaking, Wang Yong disappeared into the crowd. Regarding Zhao Qiang's worries, Wang Yong thinks that he is a little unfounded. Even if there is a problem then, what can it be?

Isn't it normal for your family to invite relatives to dinner during the New Year and meet people who have drunk too much and are crazy about drinking, isn't it normal for something to go wrong in such a big scene? As long as it's not a fire, or a fight or something, that's fine.

Ah! Whose house is this? Where did you get the sausage bacon? This thing, Wangjiazhuang is rare? It's an appetite when you look at it! This thing is eaten in hot pot, and it tastes the best!

Thinking of this, Wang Yong squeezed through the crowd without saying a word, brutally reached out and grabbed a small sausage that was only the thickness of a child's finger, turned around and prepared to squeeze through the crowd and go straight to Liu Bin's hot pot stall.

"Wang Yong!"

A woman's voice like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley and a phoenix chirping suddenly made Wang Yong's face turn pale, and he stumbled under his feet, so that he could not lie down on the spot. (To be continued.) )