Everyone sat down at the small table where they ate tofu brains, and the flavors they wanted were sweet and spicy, and the maid of the tofu stall quickly served the food.

The ladies slept lazily and missed breakfast, and they were hungry at this time, so they didn't care if they ate or not, and they could wait for lunch directly, but a spoonful of warm and smooth tofu brains went down to their stomachs, and their appetites were suddenly opened.

Qi Ke has a stomach full of xiaolongbao that has not yet been digested, her tofu brain only needs half a bowl, add spicy sauce, eat a bite and rest for a while, most of the time is taking care of the guests, is a hospitable host.

After eating a simple snack one after another, everyone sat still and chatted leisurely.

Don't think that women get together in addition to eating, drinking, and chatting with their parents for a short time, it depends on whether there is a serious matter that attracts their attention, such a large wind mill and a dazzling array of soy products, all of you are the lady in charge, asking about the cost of the mill and the production of soy products, all of them are serious.

It is not difficult to set up a tofu stall, but this big mill is really eye-opening, and the insect repellent medicine makes the gentleman, and the ladies are even more in their hearts to buy how much to go home, and even learn the planting method of pig root planing on the spot.

The person who wrote the book is right in front of him, just ask any questions, teach on the spot, and benefit a lot.

It's worth a trip to Siliu Village.

The more they talked here, the more enthusiastic they became, and the villagers who came to buy things in front of the tofu stall did not dare to stay longer, so they bought and left, so as not to disturb the conversation of the ladies.

They sat here until noon, the tofu stalls were closed, and Zhaolin, who had always been quietly with them, received news from the inn that the bottom of the pot and the dishes were ready, and they could go back to eat.

A group of people marched through the village once more, returning to the cyclamen at the back of the village.

The door of the inn was closed after the guests arrived, and even the take-out window was temporarily closed, indicating that the chartered venue would no longer accept other guests.

In the lobby, two square tables are tied to a long table, two people sit diagonally, the dishes and small stoves are arranged, just wait for the guests to choose a seat to sit down on the pot, and a separate table is arranged as a seasoning table, and what flavor of dipping sauce to eat is adjusted by yourself.

Qi Ke only adjusted a bean curd and garlic dish and came back, she wanted a slightly spicy pot, just bring some flavor, and greet good guests to eat and drink is what a good host should do.

Each table has a maid to help the guests cook, take care of the seafood cooked in the mushroom soup pot, change the dishes and so on.

The small pot in front of everyone boiled one after another, how to put the dishes was completely arbitrary, Qi Ke intended to invite the guests to taste a few more ingredients, and put on a large platter, such as a bean product platter, a mushroom platter, piled up, in addition, there are normal-sized plates containing pork, fish, meat, various meatballs, fish slippery shrimp, some want to eat offal, there are also pig brains, pig hearts, pig lungs, pig blood, etc.

A variety of ingredients are spread like flowers on everyone's table, each table has a different one, exchanging and eating with each other, the small casserole in front of you can't be cooked, forcing people to cook and eat the same, and the whole lunch time is infinitely extended.

At the end of this lunch, it was naturally the pleasure of the guests and hosts, just like the midnight supper, and everyone's belly was round one by one.