In the realm of Zhangzhuang, since the ancestors of the ancestors of the ancestors of the

The whole Jiangnan can be hard to find, just such a big surname did this.

Why, I'm willing, I'm willful, can I manage it?

The ancestor is Zhang Zai, one of the five sons of the Northern Song Dynasty, who played simple materialism more than a thousand years ago, and did it without being satisfied with life and death.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Zhuang is branch of the branch, he really wouldn't even bother to set up the ancestral hall, of course, he was seen by the "village sages", and it was really the same as eating maggots. The "village sages" turned their mouths, what a little lady and little daughter-in-law, if you want to sleep, you can sleep, and people have to say that he is elegant and elegant. If you scold him, you are insulting; If you hit him, you're sweeping the floor.

As a result, Zhang Zhuang's men did a lot of things that insulted Sven and swept Sven away.

But that's it, the disciples and grandchildren of those "village sages" have to pinch their noses and come over to condole every year. It is also to care for the families of military martyrs, and it is also to lament the hardships of the revolutionary era.

Who called the old man who has been on the 38th line a few times, there are so three or five.

Although he is not a marshal general, the highest is a battalion commander, or a deputy, but he can't stand the toughness of the old men, and he often complains about the whole family of the "village sages". It's a pity that your father didn't die in the cowshed back then. Why do you have to make a lot of money a year as an official, right? What, your father who was locked up in the cowshed ran a lot of favors for your son, right? What, your wife or your son helped you collect money?

To tell the truth, if it weren't for the fear that they would not be able to get out of Zhangzhuang alive, the "village sages" would definitely carry forward the noble revolutionary spirit and re-educate the old men physically and mentally.

But the old men are more calm: Although Lao Tzu has never been a big official, clean up your whole family and let him have a hand.

Killing people doesn't pay for their lives, this thing is often done by Lao Tzu after the Yalu River!

As a result, the "village sages" could only wait for the old men to ascend to heaven to see Marx one by one, so that they could continue to pretend happily.

Eighty-eight-year-old Zhang Mingde didn't have any pain when he went, and he devoured small wontons a month ago, and he could still pick and choose his own thorns when he ate saury during the Qingming Festival. The night before he went, he had a feeling, so he slept on a chaise longue in the courtyard, under the grape trellis, and then said, "This grape will be ripe in another month, and it seems that Lao Tzu can't eat it." ”

A chic life without regrets.

If the white banquet is a joy or mourning, there are very few vegetarian dishes, and some are also cold dishes. There will definitely be no shortage of soft-shelled turtle pufferfish, which is basically half of the fish. Three days or five days, depending on the meaning of the family, there is no pomp or circumstance, just food, in terms of the standard of living here in Pingjiang, it is really not a big expense.

If it weren't for the fact that women are getting more and more powerful now, let go of Zhang Ze's old lady's generation, and if she dies, she will cry for a few days, and then be cremated into the ground, and she will be simple.

Zhangzhuang's ladies pay more attention to the problem of face, and with the "village sages" on the side, they need to deter the crowd a little, so that the "village sages" can be envious, jealous and hateful.

So, on this day, Zhang Mingde's old brothers asked "Xiangxian", didn't you eat so much when your father died, right? The expression of the "village sage" is very distorted, very sad and angry, I want to kill people and set fires, and I really want to say that you mud-legged people simply don't know how to lift......

The old brothers can ask such arrogant and domineering words with such confidence, of course, because the old ladies directly found the legendary Xixi fish essence.

His nephew is the most powerful and domineering Xixi fish essence in Pingjiang, such a good resource, why don't you use it, it's like a thunderstorm.

Even Zhang Ruihuan didn't expect that this nephew who was a tyrant and a tyrant would have such a murderous ability.

The menu, the menu opened by the master is the same, the key is the ingredients.

Braised herring, using snail green, generally five or six catties on the table is good. You came directly to twenty fifty or sixty pounds, this is simply a dog. In the end, the master who contracted the white affairs was even exempted from the fees, and the two snails arrived, and he felt that he had earned it.

Soft-shelled turtles, a total of thirty, an average of one catty and two taels come and go, green and moss-like, the claws are as sharp as cat's claws, and the old men of the Zhang family are all muttering vigorously: "Aze is turning over the bottom of the river, right?" You can get thirty of them. ”

Douban soup is not a watercress soup with broad bean paste and pickles. It's the gills of the sand snakehead, the clear soup braised in the snow, a bowl of 100 yuan, and there is no market. Any restaurant in Pingjiang that burns watercress soup, a pot of soup is 400 yuan, and there is no bargaining.

Seeing the three buckets of jet-black sand snakehead transported over, the "village sages" felt that they had been fed maggots by Zhang Zhuang's mud legs again.

They originally came with the idea that you mud-legged people are not filial in the new era, and when they have eaten, they are ready to talk about the sauerkraut dishes in Zhang Zhuangbai. It's a pity that the murderous Lao Zhang made them almost annihilate their thoughts of drinking tea in the snickering laughter of a group of old men who squeezed their eyebrows and made their eyes.

"Well, these beasts have come in the morning to lay wreaths and ask around for menus. Lao Tzu still doesn't know what he thinks? Like his old man, cheap bones. An old man held a purple clay pot in his hand, sat high on one side, his eyes squinted, and he was very cool to see the distorted expressions of the "village sages".

"Hehe, I guess I'm still thinking about sitting in the office and talking about the food I've eaten here at Ade. When others hear it, tsk, the people of the Zhang family are not authentic, not filial, and they are not willing to spend money at the funeral. This turtle grandson is as bad as his old man, and he can't be cured by closing the cowshed, and he is born with a disabled conscience. ”

The two old men gave each other a cigarette, both of which were soft China, and Lao Zhang ran over to pay tribute. As a little brother of the family, this goods has to carry the coffin when he goes out of the funeral, but he does not go home all the year round, and he is divorced, and his social status in Zhangzhuang is basically equal to that of stray dogs, so it is necessary to smoke and pay tribute.

"Hey, hey, hey, let's let go, let's let go, let's go, the yellow eel is here, hurry up and let go, let's kill it quickly!"

The apprentices of Master Bai carried large vats, and the yellow eels in them were extremely thick and sallow. These are all not sold by Zhang Zetun, and they are just right to be used at this time. The comrades of the "village sages" who came to offer condolences early in the morning glanced at it, and suddenly closed their eyes, and a group of gasps around them.

", Aze, what kind of ability do you have, even such a big yellow eel?"

"It's all more than half a catty, and none of them are small."

"This bucket is all more than half a catty and less than a catty, and this bucket is all more than a catty."

Less than a pound of cut eel shreds stir-fried, more than a pound of braised chestnuts. The former is delicious, the latter is good-looking, and the appearance is extremely domineering, and it definitely has face.

"Later, there will be white silk coming over, all of them are half a catty up."

"It's a big deal!"

"On your eggs?"

"it, if you want to buy fish in the future, ask Azena directly."

Lao Zhang was very calm, and after kowtowing to Mingde's father-in-law in the morning, he was busy sending ingredients over. The goods that he took out before and after are all good things that he has hoarded until now, and he has not made a move.

The big goods were taken out of the town scene, and no one dared to take it directly, and the "village sages" could only look up to the sky and sigh when they returned to the office. But it's also cheap, and it makes them addicted.

Several big stoves were busy, and at this time, Master Bai Shi came over to send out a circle of cigarettes, and then looked at Zhang Ze flatteringly: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, let's talk next to us?" ”

"Master Bao, what's the matter?"

Lao Zhang doesn't smoke and directly buckles his ears.

Master Bai Shi smiled: "Mr. Zhang, you are a powerful person." You see, I basically have to go to the field three or four times a month, but I do it all ordinary people, like today, for the first time, for the first time. ”

"Master Bao, you have something to say."

Zhang Ze looked at him.

"Look, Mr. Zhang, can I get the goods from you in the future? I think that in the future, I will always have something to do with it, don't you say? ”

Perhaps it was obvious that Lao Zhang did not smoke, and Master Bao pinched half of the cigarette that was still burning.

"What a charter."

"Well, it's five or five accounts."

"I'll talk about it when I'm done."

Zhang Ze smiled and didn't want to continue.

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, you can talk about it again, talk about it again......"

Chef Bao actually understands people, and this job is about face, and to put it bluntly, the ingredients are spoken. Cook...... There is really no shortage on the streets, and a round Miao on Lao Zhang's side is enough to kill three in and three out.

"Next week, we'll talk about it, it's not right now."

Suddenly, Lao Zhang was stunned for a moment, felt the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrate, and then nodded at Master Bao, "Lose your company." ”

"Oh, okay, okay Mr. Zhang, then we have an appointment, let's talk next week."

Looking at the back of Lao Zhang leaving, Master Bao suddenly slapped his mouth, "Pig head three, what do you say, I'm lost!" ”

Zhang Ze stood on the railing by the stone bridge in Zhangzhuang and sat down, opened the text message and saw that the whole person was excited: ", and this murderous ability?" ”

"Ben Long is very pleased, very relieved. Accumulating virtue and doing good deeds is really a great supplement, Benlong is very happy, and he can reward you with a little welfare, try it with a fishing order yourself. ”

Lao Zhang had a string of fishing orders in hand, and from the fishing orders, in addition to perceiving all the aquatic products in the river, there was actually a list of debris in the river. Among them, there is a thing called gold, silver, copper and iron, and another thing called cherishing antiques......