Qi Ling guessed the character of this uncle from his actions, and knew that if he forced the money back, he would definitely not be very happy.

After thinking about it, he collected a box of dim sum from his home, because Qi Ling and Gu Jinfeng were sometimes so busy these days that they couldn't even take care of eating, so they prepared a lot of dim sum at home.

With a smile on her face, she handed the snack in her hand to the old man.

"Uncle, it's hard for you to come and run so early, you can take this box of snacks back to the juniors in the family to eat."

Seeing that Qi Ling was so humble, the old man hesitated a little, not knowing whether to take it or not, Qi Ling saw this, and directly stuffed the snack into his hand and said.

"This box of dim sum is not worth a few dollars, but it can be regarded as a piece of my heart, but uncle, listen to me, don't cut down the stinky almond tree at home, maybe you can use it to make more money in the future."

The old man weighed the weight of the dim sum in his hand, and felt that he was afraid that it would have to be a pound smaller, and he even sighed in his heart that Qi Ling was a good person.

Seeing that she also told herself, she nodded again and again.

"Girl, don't worry, I will never cut down that tree again, I have walked all the way, and I have seen that there are no stinky trees in your village, and if you want to eat, you can't find it."

"Before the Flower Dynasty Festival, I see that my stinky almond tree can still pick up another stubble, and next time I will find an opportunity to send you some, and I won't charge money."

Qi Ling also knows that the best way to eat toon leaves is the first few stubbles that just grow in spring, because this time is the most tender and tastes better.

After the Flower Dynasty Festival, which is almost the modern Qingming Festival, the rain increases, and the leaves grow very vigorously, and the toon leaves are almost inedible.

It's not that you can't eat it, it's that the veins and tissues in the leaves will become larger, and it won't taste good to eat, so basically no one wants to eat it.

Qi Ling knew that this was his kindness, and it was indeed difficult to eat a few times, so he nodded.

"That's okay, it's still such an uncle, you can send me as much as you want, don't say anything like not charging money, I must give the money, otherwise it will be me taking advantage of it for nothing?"

The reason why Qi Ling dared to say as much as he wanted was because he wanted to take the opportunity to help the uncle's family, and on the other hand, it was for Uncle Zhao's snack stall.

When the time comes, you can make some dishes from these toon leaves, which can be regarded as Uncle Zhao's stall's unique private dishes.

Seeing that Qi Ling said it so seriously, the old man also knew that she was not the kind of person who loved to take advantage, who would give away a box of such a big snack if she loved to take advantage of a small one?

just nodded, but in his heart, he still thought that next time, he would bring some of his own specialties to Qi Ling, which could be regarded as a thank you to her.

After sending the uncle away, Qi Ling and Peach Blossom began to continue washing vegetables.

At this time, Aunt Zhao, who had been building an earthen stove next to her, had already built a prototype with the green bricks left over from the house.

Now they were busy smearing it with the mud they had just lived, and the three of them, six hands, used the mud to paste a layer on the green bricks in a short time.

The end result is a sleek clay stove smeared with mud.

It's just that this is not the best result, because the mud has not yet dried, so it is necessary to raise a fire and dry the mud with heat.

The people on Qi Ling's side have also washed out all the things that need to be washed and put them together.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the light of the morning sun, which had just appeared in the east, sprinkled on the faces of the people, and the bodies of the people were dyed golden.

It was in this light that Qi Ling saw Gu Jinfeng and a few people behind him walking over with tables and chairs in the distance.

It's just that everyone else is; The two of them carried a table, but Gu Jinfeng did have one on each of his left and right arms.

Seeing Qi Ling staring at him, he unconsciously held his hand up, so as to show that he had a lot of strength.

When Qi Ling saw it, he smiled knowingly, feeling that Gu Jinfeng was a little childish and cute.

Nowadays, the tables and chairs have been solved, the stove has been built, and the dishes have been washed.

Now that everything is in place, you can hand over the leadership to Uncle Zhao, after all, he is the chef at today's table, and everyone only needs to listen to his command.

Qi Ling said to Uncle Zhao, who was walking behind everyone, although his legs and feet were inconvenient, but he still insisted on moving two benches.

"Uncle Zhao, we're almost ready, then, you just have to call us!"

Because no matter what Uncle Zhao said, he had also done red and white cases for more than ten years before, and he was very experienced, so Qi Ling and Gu Jinfeng were very relieved of him.

Listening to Qi Ling's words, Uncle Zhao nodded a little vigorously, and stepped forward to take a look at the washed vegetables and meat.

After looking down and pondering for a while, he finalized the menu for today's table, but before that, he had to discuss some important things with the two of them.

"Qi Ling and Gu boy, I pondered that although there are a lot of people who came today, they are all from the township, and they don't need to pay attention to any cards, they don't need to make so many dishes, just increase the amount of each dish, what do you think?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Qi Ling and Gu Jinfeng, looking a little uneasy.

When he used to make a table for others, he met that kind of host, just to put a few more dishes on each table, which sounded better and had some face.

Just reduce the amount of each dish by more than half, which can save money and increase the variety, but it can't make people full and well-fed, and make everyone unhappy.

Let's talk about them today, the banquet will start at noon, and there are only three hours left when the game is full, and they can't do too many tricks.

So considering this situation, and being very familiar with Qi Ling Gu Jinfeng, Uncle Zhao will say this suggestion.

Of course, Qi Ling agreed, and she was not stupid, just think about it, this country banquet and the restaurant in the city can be said to be very different.

Because of the different groups targeted, there is nothing particular about the table that can be placed in the countryside like this.

Delicious! I can eat enough!

As long as these two conditions can be met, it can be said that it is a successful table that is recognized by everyone.

As for the restaurants in the city, this is not the case, most of the people who can eat there are literati and wealthy merchants, and they pay attention to elegance, fun, and exquisiteness.

Some even the taste can be pushed back, in other words, in modern terms, it is necessary to have a forced style.

As far as the facts are concerned, this is equivalent to a roadside night market stall and a Michelin-starred restaurant.