"Brother Zhou, do you want to buy land in Lanqing Mountain, and do you want to buy a mountain directly?"

Zhang Dehou looked at Zhou Yujun in a daze, and said in his heart This is all strange, we mountain people think about how to run to the city all day long, but you city people want to run to the mountains? And you have to buy a mountain, what can you do with this, be the king of the mountain?

"Brother Zhou, if you said it two years earlier, there would be no problem, the state has a policy, and the land, mountains, and tidal flats in the countryside belong to the collective, who is the collective? My village party secretary is!

Not to mention a mountain, I can do it for you even a few more, but now it's difficult to do. ”

"Brother Zhang, what do you say?"

Zhou Yujun is strange, now that there are more people in the city going to the countryside to buy land, all kinds of investment in orchards and sideline breeding are not too prosperous, how can it be difficult to do it yourself?

"Whew! In the first two years, the government developed Lanqingshan, but half of the capital chain was broken, and as a result, the development project was idle.

At that time, only half of the road into the mountain was built, and we mountain people felt hopeless.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Huo, a Xiangjiang businessman whose ancestral home is Lanqingshan, came to us to find his ancestors and returned to his ancestors, and found that the beautiful mountains and rivers here are very worthy of investment, and then they invested in Lanqingshan Nursing Home.

Brother Zhou, do you know this, how many old people in the city did you bring here? ”

Zhou Yujun nodded: "Of course I know about this, but what does this have to do with the fact that I want to buy a mountain?" ”

"Brother Zhou, have you forgotten? At the beginning, Lanqingshan Nursing Home advertised that there was heaven and earth and what qi there was, which could alleviate geriatric diseases and prolong the life of the elderly who lived in.

Don't say it, being reminded by the propaganda of the nursing home, it seems to be really like this......"

Zhang Dehou said very seriously: "Mr. Huo has found a statistician, this statistic is amazing, there are many long-lived elderly people in the nine villages of Lanqing Mountain, and the average life expectancy is said to have reached eighty-three years old!"

It is said to be much higher than the country with the highest average life expectancy in Asia!

Mr. Kanyu from Xiangjiang said that this is because Lanqing Mountain has dragon veins, and it is the dragon veins that make the old people live longer.

This is amazing, as soon as the people of several of our villages met, they set a rule, after that, the land of Lanqingshan will no longer be leased and sold to the outside world, so as to prevent outsiders from taking away the dragon vein qi of Lanqingshan.

So after that, there will be no outsiders in Lan Qingshan to live, the only exception is the old people in the nursing home, they are going to live here for the rest of their lives anyway, and they are not afraid of dragon qi leaking......"

Zhouzhou father and son were stunned, not to mention, just Lanqing Mountain's 'north and south appearance', like the scenery of fairyland, according to superstition, isn't it the breath of the dragon vein? It's understandable that people don't want to sell their land for this reason, knowing that the family is a cornucopia of fools who will sell it.

"But there is an exception to everything......"

Zhang Dehou is a kind person after all, and when he saw Zhou Yujun's disappointed look, he felt ashamed of his life-saving benefactor. At the beginning, his wife suddenly had a heart attack on the mountain road, and if it weren't for Zhou Yujun, who was driving by, to lend a hand, he would have become an old widower by now.

"Brother Zhou, I'm just telling you, if you want to buy land, unless the nine villages in Lanqing Mountain can agree... In other words, even if it is land in our village, I can only sell it to you if the people of the other eight villages agree to it. ”

Zhou Yujun frowned when he heard this, and said in his heart that this is too troublesome, he knows how superstitious the people in the mountains are, he is kind to Zhang Dehou, and other villages don't owe him, so it's so easy to agree to buy land by himself?

Forget it, if you can't do it, you will give up Lanqingshan, and go back and touch a new place by yourself.

I only heard Zhang Dehou say again: "Brother Zhou, if you really want to buy land here, brother, I will slowly think of a way for you, but now is not the time."

Isn't this an autumn harvest? According to the rules of Lanqing Mountain, a 'Thousand People Noodles Banquet' is held every year after the autumn harvest, and the respected old people of each village must participate.

This noodle feast is not simple, not only to celebrate the harvest, but also to compete in secret......

Zhou Zhou couldn't help laughing: "Uncle Zhang, shouldn't it be that each village compares ramen?" ”

"That's not that, it's not, the noodle banquet is a good omen, and the noodle represents longevity, so when making noodles, it must not be mixed with the fight, how unlucky is that?"

Zhang Dehou shook his head and said: "At the noodle banquet, the white case masters invited by each village will work together to let everyone eat and drink well, ask for a good omen of a bumper harvest in the coming year, and also hope that the old people in each village can live a long life and be healthy."

The competition is after the noodle banquet, and the powerful village will invite the big chefs in the city to fight with each other, which can determine the distribution of the public land in the coming year.

By the way, you city people still don't know, in Lanqing Mountain, each village has its own village land, but there are also some 'public land' that does not belong to each village; who divides more of these fields and who divides less, it all depends on the results of the fight, for the sake of fairness, we will also invite professional judges,

In fact, every year, the ones who have the strength to fight vegetables are our village and the 'Balilouzi Village' on the south bank of Jianquan Lake, and it is said that this year they can invite a chef from the city, and we ...... here."

Zhou Yujun listened to it with relish, strange and interesting, and still fighting vegetables? Suddenly, Zhang Dehou stopped talking, and couldn't help asking: "Did our village also invite a chef?" ”

Zhang Dehou said helplessly: "Please please, and our village is still the chef Kong Fang of Pengcheng's 'Confucius Banquet', but who would have thought that the day after tomorrow would have a noodle banquet, but he suddenly couldn't come, just because Balilouzi Village offered him a higher price!"

It's good now, there is only one Chef Sun left in our village, he is from this village, and he will not pick on me temporarily. ”

Zhou Zhouqi said: "Since there is a chef, Uncle Zhang, what are you worried about?" Is this Master Sun's craftsmanship not good? What cuisine is he from? ”

Zhang Dehou shook his head and said, "Return the cuisine? He doesn't have a cuisine, he's just a big ......."

"Burning the feast?"

Zhou Zhou also shook his head secretly,

It's not that they look down on the master who burns the big feast, the red and white ceremonies in the countryside are inseparable from these people, and their craftsmanship is unique; But most of the rural banquets pay attention to heavy oil and salt, and the amount is full, and to put it bluntly, it is a big pot of dishes, and it is definitely not enough to compare it on the table.

Not to mention that the Balilouzi Village opposite is still invited by famous chefs from big cities, and even the chef of the Confucian Mansion Banquet has been poached.

Confucian cuisine is a major series of Lu cuisine, and it pays attention to a 'not tired of eating, not getting tired of being fine', which is the most important test of chef's kung fu.

This Chef Sun, who was born in a big banquet, knows the results of the chefs of Confucian cuisine and those famous chefs from big cities.

"Damn! No wonder the chef of the Confucian Mansion Banquet is called Kong Fang! Sure enough, I admit the money! ”

Zhang Dehou scolded fiercely, shook his head and said: "It's too late to find a chef now, and Lanqing Village can only count on Master Sun, hey......"

Zhou Yujun said with a smile: "This Master Sun can, knowing that he is going to face the chef of the 'Confucian Banquet', he didn't flinch, which is amazing." ”

"Isn't that what kind of brave man must be under the heavy reward?

Chef Sun is a native of this village, his father and brothers are dead, and the share of the family's homestead falls on him alone, if it is converted into an area, it is almost enough for a mountain!

But what does he want so many homesteads for alone? That's why I thought I could sell it.

Two years ago, the rabbits in our place didn't when they came, who would buy them? Nowadays, there are many people who want to buy it, but they are not allowed to sell it.

His only hope now is to win the noodle banquet and fight vegetables, according to Lan Qingshan's rules, even if he is a great hero who has contributed to a village, he wants to sell the homestead, not to mention that our village will not stop it, even other villages have nothing to say. ”

"I see?"

Zhou Yujun said with a smile: "Brother, if you say this, I expect Master Sun to win......"

"Brother, I don't think you should count on it. Kong Fangna is a special first-class chef, and it is said that he is still the inheritor of the Confucian Banquet, not to mention that there are other chefs opposite...

Chef Sun burned a big feast, what did he use to fight with others? ”

The more Zhang Dehou spoke, the more disappointed he became, and he shook his head again and again.

"Uncle Zhang, I have a reluctant request, can you let me meet this Master Sun?"

Zhou Zhou smiled: "Nothing else, I have also worked as a cook on the train for a few days, so I thought that I would communicate with Master Sun, maybe it would help him?" ”

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Chef Sun had also received a notice from Zhang Dehou, knowing that Chef Kong, who was leaning on the Great Wall in Lanqing Village, would not be able to change his mind temporarily, and he was originally going to be the second chef, so he had to be ordered to go into battle to confront those chefs led by Kong Fang.

This is a happiness and a huge pressure for a young chef who has been cooking a big meal for half his life.

"Master Sun, this is Zhouzhou, the son of my benefactor's brother.

He worked as a cook on the train, you two can talk to each other, can you come up with a way to deal with Balilouzi Village? ”

Zhang Dehou actually didn't have any hope, seeing that Zhou Zhou had no hair on his mouth, he felt that he had no bottom in his heart, but it was for the sake of Zhou Yujun's face that he would take Zhou Zhou and his wife over for a trip.

Anyway, a dead horse is regarded as a live horse doctor, and there are dates and no dates.

It is worthy of burning a big banquet for a lifetime, and the kitchen of Master Sun's house is really like that, Zhou Zhou took a brief look, there is a water platform and a cutting board, and there are all kinds of steaming, boiling, cooking, and stir-frying.

Zhou Zhou smiled: "It's Zhouzhou, hello Master Sun." ”

"You're a chef on the train?"

Chef Sun has been burning a big banquet in the countryside for half his life, and he probably doesn't have the habit of surfing the Internet, but he doesn't know that this person in front of him is the hot 'Internet celebrity chef' recently.

Looking at Zhou Zhou's young appearance, he couldn't help but shake his head and said: "Thank you for your kindness, but forget it, little brother, you still save your energy, opposite is Chef Kong, who is famous in northern Jiangsu of Zhenlu Province......"

Zhou Yujun frowned, this Sun Chef obviously doesn't trust his son? But it's no wonder that the son is indeed too young, who can make achievements as a chef must be over thirty years old? At the age of forty, he has reached the peak of his golden age, and most of his son has not yet become an apprentice.

Zhou Zhou smiled, didn't answer Master Sun's words, walked to the stove and looked at it, "Master Sun's cucumber is really fresh enough, it makes people drool when they look at it."

It's also a coincidence, the food I ate at Uncle Zhang's house today is a little too greasy, so I want to eat something lighter......

Master Sun, look, can you please me to eat fried cucumbers? Stir-fry cucumbers.

"Cheng, all the people who come are guests, this is the rule of our country, little brother, wait a minute."

Master Sun rolled up his sleeves and was about to start stir-frying.

"Slow ......"

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "I still have a request, you can only use oil for stir-frying cucumbers, not chicken essence, monosodium glutamate, broth, or even salt." ”

"What?"

Master Sun was stunned: "Little brother, did you say something wrong or did I hear it wrong?"

Stir-fried cucumbers only use oil, can it be delicious? ”

The heart said that I burned a big banquet for half my life, and I knew that the material was heavy enough and the taste was enough, so you couldn't fix me......