When Leng Yuan saw two plates of sauce-colored marinated meat that he had never seen before, a plate of sauce-colored braised pork with suitable fat and thin, a plate of fried tofu stuffed with meat in the middle, a plate of roast free meat, and a cup of Huaishan suckling pigeon soup... There are also several exquisite dishes with a variety of colors and flavors. Instantly, I felt that the long wait just now was worth it.

"It's all inconspicuous farm food, and please enjoy it with your face." Between the words, Mu Ling neatly placed the clean empty plates, empty bowls, and spoons in front of Leng Yuan.

In the end, Mu Ling handed a pair of new bamboo chopsticks to Leng Yuan with both hands, and said with a smile: "Master Leng please." ”

Leng Yuan glanced at Mu Ling coldly, raised his hand and took the chopsticks.

Leng Yuan had long wanted to taste the lo-mei, but because of Mu Ling's presence, he raised his chopsticks and slowly circled around the table full of dishes, and then frowned, and reluctantly landed on the delicately arranged brine platter.

He took a handful of large fat intestines of the brine pig that were cut into shreds, and the original appearance of the ingredients could not be seen at all, and elegantly put them into his mouth.

I never thought that although this food was a little tough, the more you chewed, the more fragrant it became.

Leng Yuan's deep and cold eyes unconsciously flashed a bright light.

"Master Leng uses it slowly." After Mu Ling finished speaking, without waiting for Leng Yuan to react, she tightened the tray in her arms, and immediately turned around and strode out of the room.

Whew-

Mu Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I wish Leng Yuan a happy meal, and after eating and drinking, he will leave Jinhua Village directly, and don't think about going to the courtyard to see the three babies.

Leng Yuan looked at Mu Ling's back who was almost panicked, his eyes were slightly gloomy, he didn't know who it was just now, he said that he wanted to write down his dietary preferences in the small book, but at this moment he slipped faster than a loach.

I'd rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe in women's clever mouths!

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

In the open space under the camphor tree, more than a dozen tables are lined up. There are several large cauldrons on each table, each filled with either snow-white fragrant rice or braised pork with a rich aroma.

The village women stood in front of the steaming cauldron with large iron spoons on their faces.

In front of each village woman, there is a corresponding road fenced out.

Bang Bang

Before the first bang had fully fallen, hundreds of villagers and artisans who had been salivating for a long time rushed in the direction of the enticing aroma of food, holding large rice bowls.

Leng Yuan first heard the sound of binding, and continued to taste Mu Ling's delicious food prepared for him by himself.

However, when he heard more than a thousand chaotic footsteps, he immediately put down his chopsticks and grabbed the black iron crescent whistle hanging from his neck in his hand.

Leng Yuan planned to blow the crescent whistle and inform Cha Busi to lead the men and horses over to shake the scene.

However, in the blink of an eye, Leng Yuan was surprised to find that the villagers who had poured in from all directions had entered the fences in an orderly manner, and An An was queuing up to receive food.

Leng Yuan looked closely, and found that the villagers queuing up to receive the food had tears in their eyes and muttered in their mouths: Thank you Leng Ye, thank you Leng Ye...

All this was obviously carefully arranged by Mu Ling, but she put all the credit on him.

Why?

To cover up the eleven priceless pearls of the night she dug up from the cellar?

By the way, what about that stupid woman?

One glance, just one glance, Leng Yuan found Mu Ling's figure in the crowd.

At this moment, Mu Ling, standing on the big stone, shouted to all the villagers who were holding a pot of food in their hands: "Hello everyone, before the meal, let me say a few words. ”

More than 1,000 villagers suddenly fell silent, and there was no sound except for the sound of swallowing saliva.

"First, all the white rice today is cooked with white rice personally sent by my husband Jun Lengye." This must be said earlier. After all, she will always use the banner of Leng Yuan in the future to keep transporting the good things of Ai Ci Space back.

"Second, the conditions in Jinhua Village are limited, and the first time I invited everyone to dinner, I didn't even have a place to sit, so please forgive me."

As soon as Mu Ling's words fell, the villagers present immediately retorted.

"Da Bao Niang invited us to eat such soft and glutinous white rice, please let us eat this square braised pork, not to mention let me eat it standing up, even if I eat it upside down, we have nothing to say."

"Don't say anything, thank you Dabaoniang!"

"Thank you, Dabaoniang!"

"Woo woo, I'm hungry, I can't do it anymore, I have to eat a piece of meat first, well, this braised pork is a little salty and a little sweet... I have to take it home and keep it for my wife. ”

"Mine is reserved for my daughter-in-law who is confined."

"Mine is for my boy..."

For a while, it was the action of stuffing braised pork into the sleeve pocket.

Mu Ling was quite sad to see, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet!"

"Listen to me first—"

shouted a few voices, it was really hard to use, so I had to take out the brake hand - a special loudspeaker after "disguise".

"Hey-hey!"

The villagers, who had stuffed braised pork into their sleeve pockets, were stunned when they suddenly heard Mu Ling's voice, which was at least ten times higher than Fang Cai.

Why is Da Bao Niang's voice suddenly so high-pitched and loud?

Everyone looked at Mu Ling in unison and saw that she was holding something that was somewhat similar to a funnel in her hand.

"Third!"

Mu Ling's voice from the loudspeaker instantly resounded in the sky.

Mu Ling couldn't help but pluck out his ears, and then hurriedly turned down the volume of the loudspeaker.

"I give to everyone involved in digging wells, digging ditches... of people, all prepared three servings of food. Everyone eats one at noon. The other two servings are taken home to eat with the family after work. ”

"So, everyone must finish this at noon, okay?!"

“…… Good. ”

"Okay?! Come! Be louder! ”

"Good!"

"Good !!"

"Okay, eat, eat, eat, eat, and I'll eat too." Mu Ling first stuck the big speaker on the simple stand, sat cross-legged in front of the stand on the stone, picked up the meal prepared before, and said leisurely:

- "This is braised pork, soft and glutinous and fragrant, melts in the mouth, fat but not greasy." Who had not eaten before the drought came? But after the drought, let alone this braised pork, I can't even drink water. ”

- "To be honest, with my family's conditions, I can move to a place with abundant water. However, our Jinhua Village has a kindness to me, a great grace! If our family hadn't arrived at Jinhua Village, a treasure of feng shui, my husband wouldn't have woken up in the Year of the Monkey. Therefore, no matter what the future holds, I vow to advance and retreat together with Jinhua Village. ”

Starting from scratch is not easy at any time or place. Instead of looking up to people in a rich and prosperous place, it is better to stay in the simple Jinhua Village and seek relaxation.

- "In order to dig the spring as soon as possible and completely solve the drinking water problem of the whole village, I have been thinking hard all day long! Mu Ling suddenly raised his voice, "Last night, I finally came up with the most feasible way!" ”

When everyone heard this, their hearts were lifted!

Everyone present immediately stopped eating chopsticks and looked at Mu Ling with their eyes.