"Master Zheng, this reporter wants to interview you, you see?"

Yu Quanfa walked up to Zheng Fei and spoke.

Zheng Fei wiped his hands and said to Quan Fa with a smile, "I'm busy right now and I don't want to be interviewed."

Hearing Zheng Fei's words, Zeng Lin walked over with the microphone.

He looked at Zheng Fei curiously, and his delicate appearance did not look like a rural master at all.

She was a little confused about who to interview at first.

But after seeing Zheng Fei, he asked Yu Quanfa about him again, and decided to interview him.

I wasn't surprised to hear that he didn't want to be interviewed.

For the average person, there is some resistance to being interviewed.

After all, it's a face shot, and it's normal to be a little nervous.

"Hello Master Zheng, I won't delay you too much, just a few minutes."

Seeing that Zheng Fei still did not agree to be interviewed under the persuasion of Quanfa, Zeng Lin had to speak.

Zheng Fei looked at the beautiful reporter in front of him and looked at her silently.

It's a good figure.

This has to have a D, right?

"I'm sorry, I really don't have time."

Although she is very beautiful and has a good figure, Zheng Fei doesn't take it seriously at all.

After all, she is not his girlfriend, not even a friend, how can she listen to her just because she is beautiful.

Zheng Fei really didn't want to be interviewed, after all, he was just a chef who made a big banquet, and in addition to his cooking skills, he was quite ordinary in other aspects.

If this is interviewed, if this reporter asks something else, if he can't answer it, won't he be embarrassed in front of the people of the whole country?

It was because of this thought that Zheng Fei was reluctant to be interviewed.

But at this time, Wang Mingming, who was standing behind him, stabbed him in the waist with chopsticks.

His waist was suddenly attacked, and Zheng Fei hurriedly turned his head to look back.

"Xiaofei, you can be interviewed, this is an opportunity, an opportunity for us to advertise."

As soon as he heard the advertisement, Zheng Fei's face, which was originally inappropriate, instantly changed.

Zheng Fei smiled, scratched his head, and said to Zeng Lin with a smile, "Forget it, I'll be interviewed."

Seeing that Zheng Fei said that he would not accept an interview just now, and now he said that he would be interviewed, although she didn't know what happened in the middle, it was good news for her.

Zeng Lin asked the photographer to turn on the camera and prepare to start the interview.

When the people in a circle heard that Zheng Fei was going to be interviewed, they immediately fell silent.

Originally, Wang Qiang wanted to shout a few times at the live broadcast room, but when he saw the eyes of the people around him, he had to dispel this idea.

He didn't want to be beaten, so he just stood by and watched.

This is a TV interview, not a live broadcast like theirs.

The people outside the crowd asked curiously when they saw that so many people were still so quiet here.

"Why are there so many people here?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know, I just came in."

"Big brother, do you know what the reason is?"

Yu Dingxin nodded and said, "Of course I know that there is a reporter here who is interviewing the chef of the cooking table."

"Oh, I see, no wonder so many people don't have a sound at all."

"Master Zheng, I think the whole world is curious, how many years have you been making a big feast?"

Zheng Fei thought for a moment and said into the microphone, "This is the third month that I have been a big banquet."

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When she issued a question mark, it was not that she had a problem, but that Zheng Fei had a problem.

Just three months into the big seat?

It can't be a mistake, right?

Wouldn't it be three months to say three years?

"Master Zheng, did you just mean three months?"

Zheng Fei nodded and said

"Yes, three months."

Seeing Zheng Fei's serious face, Zeng Lin somewhat believed what he said.

"By the way, Master Zheng, you haven't answered me yet, how old are you?"

Zheng Fei coughed and said his age.

"Twenty-six."

Twenty-six?

Hearing Zheng Fei's age, although Zeng Lin was a little prepared, she really didn't expect it to be so young.

"I didn't expect you, Master Zheng, to be in your twenties."

"By the way, Master Zheng, can you introduce these people behind you?"

Zeng Lin looked at Wang Ming and said.

Zheng Fei smiled and said, "Of course you can." …

Seeing so many people gathered here on Zheng Fei's side, Wang Lisheng and the other eight palms in the distance felt a little uncomfortable.

Why, everyone is a big Xi master, why can you let people interview, and we only have two or three big cats and kittens here?

If this is nothing, but what makes them a little jealous is that many people smell the smell in the air and say that Zheng Fei's cooking is fragrant.

When they heard this, they couldn't keep it.

Everyone is a big seat master, and each of them has been doing this business for more than ten or twenty years, and they are not too bad in terms of making big seats.

said that Zheng Fei's dishes were delicious, but they didn't agree very much.

While cooking, Wang Lisheng looked at Zheng Fei.

Because there were so many people outside, he couldn't see the inside at all.

I don't know what question the reporter will ask Zheng Fei just now.

What would he say if we interviewed him later?

Wang Lisheng suddenly thought of this.

Today, as the day of the funeral of the seventh old lady, there are 500 tables and big tables, and the reporter must wait until everyone is seated to shoot a video before leaving.

It's still early, after interviewing Zheng Fei, if there is no accident, I will definitely interview them.

Thinking of this, Wang Lisheng put down the shovel in his hand and sat aside to think.

He was wondering what he was going to say when a reporter came over to interview him.

"Okay Master Zheng, thank you very much for accepting my interview, don't bother you, let's go first."

After interviewing Zheng Fei, Zeng Lin walked out of the crowd with Yu Quanfa and the photographer.

Seeing this scene, Wang Lisheng hurriedly stood up and tidied up his clothes.

Just when he was thinking about what he was going to say when he was interviewed, he suddenly found that Zeng Lin and the three of them went back directly.

Kindness?

How did you go?

Seeing Zeng Lin leave directly, this directly caught Wang Lisheng off guard.

As embarrassing as you want.

Fortunately, he didn't talk about it just now, otherwise it would have been a joke.

Made, good luck.

glanced at Zheng Fei's location fiercely, and then Wang Lisheng picked up the kitchen knife and continued to get busy.

"It's so fragrant, is this the smell from there? The smell is so fragrant, so tempting."

"Mom, I want to eat a big feast, you take me to eat a big feast."

"There are so many big chefs, and I don't know who makes it delicious."

As time went on, the dishes in the steamer also warmed up.

As the food inside the steamer heats up, the aroma also emanates uncontrollably from the cracks in the steamer.

The white steam surged up very high before disappearing.

As more and more people come to attend the funeral and watch the excitement.

Zheng Fei found that the people around him had actually climbed onto the wall.

There are people everywhere, and you can't see clearly when you look out.

Wang Lisheng is happy now, he is happy that there are finally people around him.

Glancing at the people in the circle, Wang Lisheng showed off a knife work.

Although he

I haven't systematically learned knife work, but he has already done it as a big seat.

After so many years of big seats, his knife work is now similar to Zheng Fei's knife work.

Maybe it's even stronger.

It's past ten o'clock in the morning.

Seeing more and more people.

Yu Quanfa discussed with several stewards and decided to start the pre-funeral ceremony.

When the people around Zheng Fei heard the news, they immediately walked more than halfway.

Only a few young people remained.

These people all have one thing in common, and that is holding mobile phones and video recorders.

There were even a few people who were broadcasting live.

And the picture of the live broadcast, I heard Fan Hai say that it was him.

Seeing so many people leaving at once, Wang Qiang and Gao Lei were overjoyed.

The people are finally gone, and they finally have a place to broadcast live.

There were so many people around Zheng Fei just now, they couldn't broadcast live at all, and there was no place to put the equipment.

"Old Tie, now that everyone is almost gone, let me show you, now only we are left.

As soon as they left, there was finally a place for the live broadcast equipment, and we could talk to you too.

It really suffocated me just now."

"Thank you boss for the plane, the boss is magnificent."

"Boss, remember, I'll show you three mouthfuls and one pig later."

Wang Qiang was overjoyed to see someone give him a helicopter gift.

After such a long live broadcast, there were very few gifts in the past.

I don't want to think that from the start of the broadcast to the present, he has received several gifts.

These gifts add up, and after deducting the money given to the platform, he can get one or two thousand yuan.

Moreover, it's still morning, and you're two hours away from eating, and I don't know if anyone else will give him a gift in these two hours.

Rejecting what others handed over, Wang Lishengnong worked hard.

"Hurry up, it's time to begin."

Just as a group of people were standing in place watching Zheng Fei and them cooking, someone suddenly ran over and said a word.

It is the ceremony that will be held before the funeral is about to begin.

Someone heard this and left, and someone thought about it and didn't move.

As anchors and video bloggers, Yu Tao and Gao Lei have passed.

The funeral ceremony of thousands of people, most of whom have never seen it.

This time they're going to see it.

The person who presided over the event was Yu Quanfa, as one of the stewards, plus he was also the village chief of Yulou Village and the descendant of the Seventh Old Lady.

What was the scene of thousands of people kowtowing to the deceased, they didn't know before, but now they know.

In the huge quadrangle, there are people everywhere.

Some even sat on the wall.

As an anchor, Gao Lei and several people came late, and the good positions were all occupied.

He had no choice but to climb the wall.

The whole person sat on the wall, looking condescendingly at the whole courtyard.

Seeing the scene of hundreds of people kneeling down and kowtowing together, the sailors in the live broadcast room took screenshots one by one.

They're going to get this picture out there.

After all, such a picture is rare, and of course you have to take a screenshot when you see it now.

As relatives of the Seventh Old Lady's family, Yu Jingcan and the others followed the eldest brother at the front to kneel down and thank the guests.

Because they knew that there were a lot of people coming today, they had told the steward two days ago that it would be enough to let a few groups of guests kneel together, but don't be a few people together, if this is the case, so many people can kneel until the evening.

It seems that although there are a lot of people, dozens or hundreds of people kneel together very quickly.

When this is over, the next step is to pull the coffin out.

There are specialized people who pull the coffin.

This is a good search in advance, and the people who are looking for are all married.

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Look at this movement, is this going to the field?"

Hearing the cries coming from the courtyard, Fan Hai opened his mouth and said.

Hearing this, Zheng Fei smiled, glanced at Wang Lisheng in the distance and said, "It should be, after all, it's already past ten o'clock."

The coffin has to go out after ten to eleven o'clock, and the coffin can't go out too early.

"Xiaofei, you said that there are so many tables, where do they want to put them?"

Li Fengxia, who was washing vegetables in front of the water pipe in the distance, said curiously.

Zheng Fei smiled and shook his head.

He didn't know either.

After all, the number of tables is not one or two.

It's five hundred.

When the crying came out of the house, Zheng Fei and the others turned their heads to look over, and found that the coffin had been carried out by more than a dozen people.

The coffin was carried down on the road, and there was another ritual.

Soon, the ceremony on the road ended.

The coffin bearers, who had been waiting for a long time, carried the coffin in a place.

When everyone went to the ground, Yu Quanfa stayed.

He is to call to the people at home and set up the tables and chairs.

In addition, it is necessary to make overall arrangements for the serving time of the chef.

Yu Quanfa arranged for the people left behind to put the tables and chairs on the table.

There were 500 tables in all, all of which were placed on the roads and in the open spaces where the dishes were cooked.

Since the white line has been drawn, it is enough to place the table within the white line.

"Look, they're setting the table."

Li Fengxia looked at the person setting the table in front of her and said.

When they heard this, they saw that it was so.

Huang Mei looked at the table and said, "There are so many tables, and I don't know that those fifty tables are ours."

Zheng Fei thought about it, how to divide so many tables.

Fifty tables for one person, but what about the fifty tables that are theirs?

Not only did he think so, but Wang Lisheng and several others also thought so.

Yu Quanfa seemed to know what they were thinking.

Walked over with a notebook.

"Master Zheng, let me tell you the position of the table, you can let people take a good look."

"This is here, there are fifty tables in total, and this is yours."

Yu Quanfa pointed to the table in the open space in front of him and said.

Zheng Fei glanced at it, put his face in front of him and asked Li Fengxia and the others to go to the place where Quan Fa said to count the number of tables.

Yu Quanfa didn't care, just stood there and waited.

Soon, Li Fengxia and the others counted the number of tables.

And they made a note of where they started and where they ended.

Seeing that there was a problem, Yu Quanfa went to Wang Lisheng again and told him the same thing.

Wang Lisheng also let people go over and watch it.

After making sure that there was no problem, let Yu Quanfa leave.

Time passed quickly, and five hundred tables had been set up in the open space and on the road around the courtyard.

When the people who came back from the field saw the table that had been set up, they began to look for a place to sit down.

Yu Zhuangren, who had already eaten Zheng Fei's big dishes at Ding Xin's house, did not sit down, but ran over first to ask Zheng Fei where it was his, and they sat down.

They only eat the big banquet made by Zheng Fei now.

Other people's big tables don't want to eat at all.

With fifty tables full, Zheng Fei also sped up the speed of stir-frying.

It's time to serve the food next, so it's too late.