Seeing that the two sides were arguing more and more intensely, and Village Chief Ning's face was getting darker and darker, the old man looked at his face cautiously, and hurriedly stopped the people in the same village.

"What's the noise? What's the noise? Shut up!"

The old man's weight in the village is not light, otherwise he would not have been sent to follow him next to Village Chief Ning, as soon as the words came out, although the others were a little reluctant, they could only stop helplessly.

They didn't quarrel with each other, but they became energetic, and Village Chief Ning couldn't stand it anymore, and scolded: "If you quarrel again, you are not allowed to drink!"

The people in front were frightened by the suddenly angry village chief Ning, and when they saw the county lieutenant in official uniform standing next to him, they remembered what the identity of the other party was.

One by one, they bowed their heads and said nothing, and the scene slowly quieted down.

Village Chief Ning said coldly, "The people of their village are busy helping before and after, don't you have eyes to see?"

Village Chief Ning scolded the people in the village a few more words, anyway, they each played a board.

Seeing that everyone was honest, he let Mrs. Han continue to make porridge.

This little episode did not affect everyone's anticipatory mood.

They quarreled with nothing more than a few complaints.

The queue of the people in the village was quickly finished, and when it was the turn of the others, those who brought bowls would use their own bowls, and those who did not bring bowls would use the village bowls, and when the time came, they would just wash them and give them back.

Of course, if there is that faceless and skinless person, it is not impossible to directly kick someone's bowl away.

Although these bowls are not valuable, they are the property of each family, and they know which bowl is given to whom, staring at those people to drink the pumpkin porridge, and staring at them returning the bowl.

After everyone beat the pumpkin porridge, they gathered together in groups to taste it, although there was more water and less melons, but it still had a sweet taste, except for the seeds to be preserved, Han Pozi didn't even peel the skin, just chop it and stew it.

The cooking time is long enough, and the melon is chopped enough to make everyone feel spicy when they eat it, but their throats feel sweet and moist, and there is a sense of satisfaction in their hearts when they drink it.

In the distance, a family of five squatted not far from the entrance of the village after beating pumpkin porridge and savoring it.

A few children took small sips of pumpkin porridge and took a sip with a smile on their faces.

"Daddy, drink well!"

Another child said, "Uh-huh! It's so sweet!"

In fact, even if the pumpkin is sweetened with so much water, it can't be sweet, at most it has a sweet taste.

But for these country people who rarely come across sweet food, this is already a rare delicacy.

The peasant woman also took a sip carefully, and after drinking, she used her tongue to roll up all the soup from the corners of her mouth, for fear of spilling a drop on the ground.

"Master, this melon is really sweet."

The man smiled, and only touched the melon soup, "Can it not be sweet?" I heard that it is the food of other people's foreigners, that is, Lord Ning's kindness, so we can taste it, otherwise this precious thing can be touched by us mud legs."

The woman looked at the contented children and said regretfully, "If only we could grow it, it has spread all over the country, and it is more cost-effective to grow this pumpkin than to grow food!" Not only is it high-yielding, but it's also much sweeter, and it's much better than that corn."

"What do you want?" The man laughed and scolded, "How can this good thing be our turn? It's nice to have a sip, you mother-in-law really dare to think about it."

While the couple were talking, the children finished the pumpkin soup in their bowls.

After drinking, they were still unsatisfied, and they stared at the bowl of their father's mother.

There was anticipation in his eyes, but the children didn't speak, and they forcibly looked away, and kept licking the soup in the bowl with their tongues.

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the children, the couple looked at each other, and the man took the initiative to say, "Big baby, Daddy doesn't like pumpkin soup," and handed the bowl to the older child, "You can divide the rest."

The woman also hurriedly said, "My mother doesn't like to drink it, so you can also take this bowl and divide it."

The man frowned and said, "I'll give them this bowl to drink, you."

Drink this bowl yourself."

Dawa didn't take the man's bowl, and said sensibly, "Dad, why don't you like to drink such a sweet thing, I was very happy when I saw you drink it just now." My brother and sister and I have already drunk it, so we don't drink it."

The man touched his son's head, "Dad really doesn't like to drink, let's take it and divide it."

Seeing that his son didn't move, the man snatched the bowl in his hand a little rudely, and divided the bowl of pumpkin soup in his hand into the bowls of several children one by one.

The younger children were a little helpless and froze in place, and the man looked at them with pity, "Drink it."

When the woman saw this, she said to the eldest baby, "I will share a bowl with your father, and I will drink from your bowl."

The woman knew her son, and if he didn't say that, he probably wouldn't drink anything.

The eldest baby couldn't resist the craving for pumpkin soup, and slowly drank the pumpkin soup in the bowl with her younger siblings.

They drank very carefully, as if they were tasting some kind of elixir, tasting it in small sips.

The husband and wife looked at each other and smiled, and the rich man poured half of the pumpkin soup in his hand to the man, and the two also savored the sweetness of the melon soup.

In fact, how can you not like to drink? It's nothing more than wanting the kids to drink more.

The same scene happened to every person who received pumpkin soup.

Everyone tasted from the big bite at the beginning to the small bite at the back.

It wasn't until I licked the bowl until it didn't taste sweet at all that I had to regret washing the bowl.

Even the first dishwashing water had to be drunk.

Seeing everyone's appearance, Village Chief Ning couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, just lick his own bowl, other people's bowls are also licked like this, he looked at the people in the village with some sympathy.

If he had seen such a scene before, he might not have thought much about it, but after staying with Ning Changrong's family for a few years, he has subtly learned a lot of their family's habits......

But the people in the village don't care at all, they only care if these people will steal their bowls secretly.

Not to mention, there are really people who do this, but they just put the bowl in their arms, and they were caught red-handed after taking two steps.

It just so happened that the official was also there, so he grabbed it directly.

If it weren't for the other party's crying father and mother's begging for mercy, the people in the village didn't want to send someone to prison for a bowl, and this person would have fallen into bad luck.

The people in the back kept coming, and the pot could only keep adding water, until the sky darkened later, and the pot had become like a clear soup, and the crowd became bustling.

In the end, some melon soup was left for those officials before slowly dispersing.

After this incident, the pumpkin became completely famous.

Not only Taixi County, but even several surrounding counties have spread the word.