As firecrackers rang out, the people who came to the table began to look for a place to sit.

"Son, let's sit here, close to the kitchen."

"It smells so good."

"I didn't eat this morning for the sake of the feast."

"You damned boy, don't run away, it's time for the feast."

What is the concept of a big banquet of almost 500 people, a sea of people.

Zheng Fei, who was noisy with all kinds of voices, had a headache.

"Master Zheng, I can't let go of these dishes."

Zheng Fei took a look, and there were plates on the board and on the shelves where the dishes were placed.

Zheng Fei put the spoon down and took out his mobile phone.

It's already past eleven o'clock, and there are still more than ten minutes to leave the table.

"Auntie, the dishes that haven't been served are in the pot, and we'll talk about it when the dishes are served."

Aunt Zhou nodded.

"That's all there is to it."

"Auntie, auntie, take a rest, you will be very busy in a while."

While the table hasn't started yet, it's better to take a break.

Otherwise, I won't be able to rest when the chapter rests.

As Old Man Hu's descendants kowtowed to him, the time also came to twelve o'clock.

"Master Zheng, can you have a banquet?"

Cao Ping, the eldest son-in-law of Old Man Hu, came over and said.

"That's it."

The dishes have already been prepared, and there is no place to put them.

"It's not too early, so let's start the table."

"Okay, let's go!"

The eldest lady and aunt had already picked up the tray when they saw Cao Ping coming.

"First course: cold pork ears."

Sixty tables, five people serve the food, one person is responsible for one area, and the dishes are served quickly.

"The dish is served, you're welcome, chatter!"

"Wow, these pig ears are so delicious, crispy and spicy, and the mouth is a little numb."

"It's delicious, this dish is really good, and the little master's skills are really good."

"Son, are the pig ears delicious?"

"It's delicious, but it's a little spicy."

In the hall, Old Man Hu and his family sat together.

As an old birthday star, no one dared to move Old Man Hu if he didn't move his chopsticks.

Pick up a piece of pig ear and put it in your mouth, it is spicy, fresh and crispy, and the taste is very good.

He has lived for so many years, and he has eaten pig ears for I don't know how much, but it is the first time he has eaten pig ears that taste so good.

I grabbed another chopstick, and Mr. Hu was very satisfied.

asked with a smile: "Sanni, this Master Zheng is from the village of Xiao Tao's husband?" ”

"Yes, Dad, Xiao Tao's marriage was done by Master Zheng."

Hu Chunyan replied.

"Dad, how does it taste?" Hu Lihua asked.

Old Man Hu picked up the wine glass and took a sip and said, "It tastes good, I haven't eaten such delicious pig ears when I grow so big." ”

"If Daddy likes it, it's fine."

"Second course: spicy carp"

Because Old Man Hu likes spicy food, Zheng Fei changed the braised fish to spicy fish.

Seeing the spicy fish, Old Man Hu couldn't wait to clip a chopstick.

"Oh, this fish is well done, Master Zheng has a heart."

The fish is spicy and fragrant, and Old Man Hu can't stop at all.

"Don't look at me, taste it."

Outside, under the jujube tree, Zheng Hedong's family was eating.

Hu Tao sat with her mother, Zhang Xiaomei, and on the other side was Zheng Wenxuan.

"In-laws, this dish was made by the young master in your village, right?"

"yes, the taste is okay, sister-in-law."

According to the generation, Huang Mei wants to call Zhang Xiaomei's sister-in-law.

"The taste is good, and as others say, the craftsmanship is really high."

"No wonder Xiao Tao told me several times, saying that the dishes made by Wenxuan and his buddies are delicious, and they really live up to their reputation."

"Sister-in-law, eat more if it's delicious."

"Master Zheng, what's on the next dish?"

Aunt Liu asked.

Zheng Fei carried the bench and placed it in front of the steamer.

"I'll see how the roast chicken goes."

When the steamer is opened, a puff of white steam rises.

People near the kitchen smelled the fragrance and drooled with hunger.

"It's too fragrant, is this a stewed roast chicken?"

"Grandpa, it's so fragrant, I want to eat roast chicken."

"Wangwang~"

The earth dog lying under the table couldn't stand the smell and ran out directly from under the table.

"Why are these dogs running here?"

Good fellows, the dogs of the whole village are here.

I tried it with chopsticks, and it was already cooked.

"Auntie, bring the tray here."

Driving all the dogs away, the eldest aunt stood next to the steamer with a tray.

"Third course: five-spiced roast chicken"

"Fourth course: grilled elbows"

"Fifth course: stir-fried large intestine"

"Sixth course: brine prawns"

As the roast chicken is served, the dishes under the steamer are also served one by one.

Vacating a pot, Zheng Fei asked an eldest lady to light the fire, and he was going to fry the remaining dishes.

As a few hard dishes were served, everyone was smiling.

"This elbow is really delicious, moderately salty, not greasy to eat, this master's craftsmanship is really good."

"This roast chicken is also good, eat the chicken first and eat the skin."

"This master there that Brother Hu invited? How is this dish so well cooked. ”

"I heard that it was Brother Hu's third daughter, Chunyan, who invited the master from Zhengzhuang."

"Zheng Zhuang? When did Zheng Zhuang have a master to make a big banquet? ”

"I just came back, and I heard that after studying at New Oriental for two and a half years, I know a lot of things."

"It's really a lot, not to mention anything else, just these few dishes, chefs who don't have the skills at home can't make them at all."

"I'll ask him for a business card after dinner, and I'll look for him when I'm eighty."

After frying a dish, Zheng Fei opened the pot of stewed mutton.

I tasted the lamb and the meat was already stewed.

"Auntie, bring the basin here."

Today there are four soups, pork rib soup, soft-shelled turtle soup, meatball soup, and mutton soup.

"Let's go, be careful, don't spill the soup."

When the food was served, the eldest aunt walked very slowly, afraid that the soup would spill out.

"It's actually mutton soup, how about you try it."

"I just came here and smelled the smell of mutton, I can't be greedy, now I want to taste it."

"This mutton soup is stewed, it is very fresh, and there is a little smell, and it tastes very good."

Here, when they eat mutton, they eat the smell of mutton, not the kind of special taste, but the kind that has a little bit of smell.

Because of this taste, they have a lot of restaurants that sell mutton soup here.

No way, the people here really like to drink mutton soup too much.

A pot of mutton soup, two spoons for one person, is gone.

Those with slow hands drank only a little, and those who didn't drink decided to hurry up next time.

"Mom, I'm going to drink mutton soup."

The children who didn't drink the mutton soup cried incessantly.

The child's mother held the child and persuaded her, looking at the empty plate with her eyes a little helpless.

In order to take care of the child, she has only eaten a slice of beef until now.

Let the child eat everything else.

"Don't cry, there will be other soup later, will my mother serve you some when the time comes?"

Seeing that the child stopped crying, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Listening to the child's crying, Zheng Fei brushed out the pot and poured the cut soft-shelled turtle into it.

"Auntie, the fire burns."

The soft-shelled turtle is very easy to stew, half an hour on high heat, and half an hour on low heat.

When the eldest aunt who could serve the food came back, Zheng Fei asked a few people to rest for a while.

Then you've been so long, take a little rest.

"The dishes made by Master Zheng are really delicious, and the dishes are gone as soon as they are served."

"I see several tables rushing to eat, that guy, it's like he hasn't eaten in years."

"How normal this is, you listen to the crying of those children, it's gluttonous."

The lady and aunt who served the food had seen such a scene.

It's endless.

Zheng Fei mixed the lotus root slices and tasted them, and they tasted good.

Sixty plates of vegetables, mixed in two large pots.

When the lotus root slices went up, Zheng Fei opened the steamer with steamed plum cabbage button meat, steamed pork ribs, and Sixi meatballs.

I tasted them one by one, and they were almost steamed.

It's ready to be served.

"Dad, your favorite Sixi balls, how about you taste it."

Hu Lihua sandwiched a ball for Old Man Hu and said.

"Good, good."

In addition to liking spicy food, Mr. Hu also likes to eat meatballs.

In particular, the lion's head and the four happy balls in the eight bowls are his favorites.

After taking a bite, a stream of salty meat juice burst first in the mouth.

Feeling the taste in his mouth, Old Man Hu's eyes widened.

The taste of this meatball is so delicious and delicious.

He is already eighty years old, and it is the first time he has eaten such delicious Sixi balls.