The August night was already a little cool, and although it was still hot, it was not boring.

It was under this cool night sky that the villagers of Bois began their autumn harvest activities.

All the villagers gathered together and formed a huge circle, and in the center of the circle was a huge wooden table, which was used to place the roasted whole sheep that was being roasted, and when Hu Jiyong's dishes were all ready, they would be served together.

In addition, in front of everyone, a small wooden square table is also placed, with their own tableware and cups, and after that, the food will be served, and when everyone arrives, they can officially eat.

The waiting time always felt very long, and even felt a little boring, and some people who couldn't sit still walked out by themselves at this time, cleared their throats, and sang mountain songs.

There are many people from ethnic minorities in Bowa Village itself, who are good at singing and dancing, and they have been getting along with other villagers for a long time, and they have also brought this custom into the whole Bowa Village.

So, after having the first person to eat the crab, the others sang along, and occasionally one or two out of tune always made people laugh.

An Xiao, who was in it, naturally followed the customs of the locals, and also sang a song, although compared with the talented villagers, it can only be regarded as average, but it also won a lot of applause.

As the talent show gradually reached its climax, Hu Jiyong's dishes were finally ready and served with the roasted whole lamb that had been cut and divided.

Roasted whole sheep is a big dish, one is enough, Hu Jiyong also understands this truth, so he made others, most of which are mainly spicy dishes that he is good at, and also intimately prepared a light stir-fry.

The food was ready, the entertainment was put aside for the time being, and everyone turned their eyes back to the table in front of them, concentrating on filling their stomachs.

An Xiao looked at the dishes on the table, and did not rush to move the chopsticks, but focused his eyes on a large plate of skewers made of bamboo skewers.

The food on the skewers is still steaming, and it seems that it has been fished out of the soup pot after absorbing the soup at the bottom of the pot.

An Xiao chose a bunch of his favorite shiitake mushrooms from it, dipped it in the dipping sauce in a dish, and then put it in his mouth, an indescribable deliciousness instantly filled his entire mouth.

An Xiao took another shiitake mushroom without dipping sauce and tasted it, although the taste was good, the aroma was reduced by two points.

An Xiao, who is diligent and thoughtful, immediately understood that a good dipping sauce is also very important to the taste of the dish.

It seems that this good master of hers is really imparting her knowledge everywhere.

A large number of people is a great strength, and the table full of good wine and good food was quickly wiped out under the unity and cooperation of the villagers.

By the end, almost everyone was slumped in their chairs, touching their little bellies with a look of satisfaction.

It was in such a harmonious atmosphere that suddenly, a voice that was not very harmonious came out.

"It's really a blessing to An Xiao, if she hadn't left, we wouldn't have been able to eat such ......"

As soon as he was halfway through the conversation, the atmosphere on the field suddenly cooled down, and the villagers, who were still discussing the taste of the food, also quieted down, looked to the side with a calm face.

When the man saw that the atmosphere was wrong, he realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly stopped and covered his mouth with his hand.

But the cold scene is already a foregone conclusion, even if he has closed his mouth, everyone's mood can't get any better.

What's more, several younger children actually sobbed and cried.