Speaking of these stories, the old man really had something to say, and after a while, everyone came over, and everyone quickly digressed from the topic, and transferred to which team and which child came out, and whose family was dealt with.

Gu Siwei listened to a lot of fun, mainly teasing the puppy, although the one he was teasing was not his, but the little milk dog was very fun, and hummed, and a little tempered.

Everyone is in a mess here, but a few people in the kitchen are busy.

There is a pot house on the other side of Gu Siwei's new house, how can Liu Fulin's two families have such idle work, the place to cook is very simple, so as soon as this dish is burned, you can smell it from a long distance.

Over the pot, Wu Meiling was cooking fish, and the farmer's braising method was not too particular.

At this moment, people don't like to eat fish, it's not that the fish is not delicious, but there is no way to do it, because frying fish requires oil, and now where do people have oil to fry the fish, if the fish is not fried, then it can only be steamed, steamed for a meal or two, and people can't stand steaming every day.

Today the fish is fried, not only fried but also fried with a large amount of oil.

Once the fish is fried, the aroma goes without saying.

"This smells like a lot of oil, right?"

Sniffing, Yang Chuanwu said.

Before anyone could answer, Yang Chuanwu came directly to the pot, stretched out his head to look into the pot, and suddenly said again.

"Hey, this fish skin is fried, Wu Meiling, you are really willing to put down the oil, this oil is enough for our family to eat for five or six days."

Wu Meiling laughed while listening to it and continued to work, the fish fried out of the fragrance, that is, the oil at the bottom of the pot, Wu Meiling began to fry the ingredients.

There are no special ingredients, nothing more than onions, ginger and garlic, etc., that is, these are also home-grown, as for fennel, angelica or something, it is estimated that the whole village is Gu Siwei's family, and the rest of the villagers have not heard too much.

But that's how the taste of the countryside comes out, sometimes too many ingredients are added, and the opposite side doesn't show the freshness of the ingredients themselves.

Now the fish is alive, and it was still swimming in the tank before the knife, and all kinds of ingredients were freshly picked from the ground, and when they were picked, there were still dewdrops hanging on them.

Fresh ingredients with fresh fish, baptized with oil and fire, that is the natural taste of the farmhouse.

Gu Siwei also leaned over to take a look, and he also sniffed out that Wu Meiling's method of cooking fish was a little different from his own way of making fish, and he was curious to see what was in the pot.

When Gu Siwei found that it was just an ordinary material, he found it interesting.

Wu Meiling is burning fish here, and Liu Dezhu's cousin has already started to roast meat.

Gu Siwei didn't mind taking a look, but he couldn't see anything, because people's materials were wrapped in gauze, and even if they were opened, they probably couldn't see what the material was, because the gauze bag was loose, and at a glance, he knew that it was not a whole material.

If you don't let you see it, you have to stop watching it, and there is nothing you can think about, Gu Siwei left the stove.

After chatting with the big guy for about an hour, the aroma in the pot became stronger, and the smell of roast meat directly hooked the noses of Gu Siwei and others.

"Lao Zhao's family's braised pork is really - absolutely amazing."

Yang Xingjia stretched out his thumb, and his voice was quite loud, obviously heard by the young man of the Zhao family who wanted to cook.

"Fang Ming, your skills are about to catch up with Ling Laozi, right?" Zheng Youcai also said to Zhao Fangming, who was cooking.

Zhao Fangming heard the old man mention his own Lao Tzu, so he smiled shyly and replied: "No, I'm still far from my father's craftsmanship."

"Fang Ming, this kid is good," Guo Xiangping said with a smile.

"It's good, the craftsmanship is good, but now I can't play it, and there aren't many wild boars for him, or else, Fang Ming, you and Siwei have a partner, he brings wild boars for you to do, and we old people will enjoy the happiness and eat meat."

Someone made a joke.

"Then I have no opinion".

Immediately, someone chimed in.

Everyone understands that this is a joke, not to mention anything else, just where can this wild boar be eaten every day, people Gu Siwei still expect this thing to be exchanged for money and things, as for Zhao Fangming, it is even more impossible to stay here all the time.

"Sister Qiu, you and Fang Ming have a good chat, they are both young people......" Guo Shengshou said at this time.

Guo Xiangping also followed at this time: "Yes, young people have topics, not like us old vegetables."

Next, the old men all mentioned it.

Gu Siwei understood it, and he caught up with a blind date today.

The objects of the blind date are naturally Sun Qiumei and Zhao Fangming, as for why he used this way, where would Gu Siwei know, how many days he had only been here, and where would he know the customs of the blind date here, wouldn't this be making trouble for him.

Although he didn't know, he was also bored at the moment, so he glanced at the two people on a blind date from time to time, whether it was Sun Qiumei or Zhao Fangming, both of them were a little shy, and the two of them had been working, and they didn't even look at each other.

Gu Siwei was a little anxious.

But he was in a hurry, among the two, Zhao Fangming was the first time he had met, and Sun Qiumei had not met a few times, so it was a friendship of meeting and greeting, and it was really a bit unspeakable.

It's not just Gu Siwei, the old man next to them is in a hurry, but the two of them don't seem to be in a hurry.

Gu Siwei glanced around, and couldn't help but think of a sentence in his heart: The emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry!

As soon as he thought of this, the corners of Gu Siwei's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

With Wu Meiling's voice: Eat!

Everyone was in good spirits, and everyone walked to the door of the house.

At this time, Liu Dezhu has already set up the table, and now people often use not a round table, but a square table of eight immortals, almost every family has one, and it is quite good, some are also carved, if the ancestors of the family are rich, the table will be more beautiful.

Liu Dezhu and Guo Shengshou's family is obviously not the type that has ever been rich, but as one of the facades of the furniture, the eight immortal tables of the two families are also good, at least the materials are good, and the elm wood is serious.

When I came to the table, everyone was not in a hurry to sit down, because the position here is exquisite, and the seniority is exquisite, and it is not a matter of people sitting on the edge of the table, if you sit in the wrong position, you will be looked down upon, and you don't understand the rules.

Gu Siwei naturally wouldn't make such a mistake, and he also stood on the edge of the table.

At this time, Liu Fulin arranged: "Siwei, Siwei, you sit on the main seat, today is mainly to thank you, you sit on the main seat."

Gu Siwei waved his hand again and again when he heard this: "How can I say this, which door I sit on, according to the age, Old Man Yang sits on the main seat, and Father Xiangping sits next to him."

How could Gu Siwei sit in the main seat, although he said that he was thanking himself today, if there was no one else to sit at will, he didn't care about the main capital, but now all the surnames of the people at this table and the village have arrived, and Guo Xiangping and these people also came to send the boat, what does it look like for him to be an outsider who is sixteen or seventeen years old and a half year old and a half who sits on the main seat.

At this time, age is not an advantage, if Gu Siwei is in his thirties, it doesn't matter, now the appearance of sixteen or seventeen years old, squeeze a group of old men to sit on the main seat, if the same sect still has a higher generation, it is normal for a seventy-year-old child to call grandpa, but Gu Siwei can't stand this.

After Liu Fulin heard this, he took a look.

"We don't fit either".

According to the rules, even if you are the main seat, you have to push it, so whether it is Yang Xingjia or Guo Xiangping, both of them began to push up.

Where could Liu Fulin allow them to keep pushing like this, half pulling and half pushing pressed them on the main seat.

The next thing is to arrange Gu Siwei, and at this time, Gu Siwei can't be polite, because the host seat is not him, and the next thing has to be him, no matter how he is the guest of honor.

So Gu Siwei sat opposite the main seat, and Yang Chuanwu was on the same bench as Gu Siwei.

It took two minutes to get the seats arranged.

With the seats ready, Guo Shengshou put two bottles of wine on the table, Wu Meiling and Sun Qiumei, and Zhao Fangming brought all the dishes to the table.

There are also a lot of dishes, a total of four cold dishes, six hot dishes, four cold dishes are boiled peanuts, tomatoes mixed with sugar, cucumbers and a plate of salted eggs.

There is fish in the hot dish, the big fish stewed by Wu Meiling, and the rest is a few small stir-fried, fried wild boar offal, like liver, heart or something, squeezed a plate of palm-long small fish, wrapped in flour and squeezed, the main dish is naturally a pot of braised pork.

I have to say that it is not unreasonable for people to praise the braised pork of the Zhao family, although they haven't eaten it yet, but the taste of the meat has been impatiently drilled into the nose, and even Gu Siwei couldn't help but sniff the aroma twice.

It's not just fragrant, it's beautiful.

It's really full of color and flavor, Gu Siwei has also eaten a few high-end restaurants, of course, it will be decades later, but compared with the braised pork in front of him, the restaurants he ate are invisibly out of line.

The braised pork on the table is crystal clear even if it is placed in the inconspicuous ash bowl of the Hong family, and the red belt on the surface is like jelly, and the fat under it is like jelly, and it actually shows a translucent color.

Thin red is not like hanging sugar color, showing brown, but showing the color of the meat itself, just like white meat is directly cooked in the pot, without a little other color, it is pure meat color.

The person in charge of pouring wine on the table is Guo Shengshou, he is half the master, and he is relatively young, so the work of pouring wine falls on his head.

At this time, there was no wine dispenser on the wine table, and at this time, it was all poured by people, and the one who poured the wine on one side was called the wine commander.

Generally, there are two wine commanders on the table of the Eight Immortals, one is Guo Shengshou, and the other is Liu Dezhu.

Liu Dezhu is a wine commander today, so he can also drink a few cups, now teenage children sit on the table, generally can drink some, adults don't care, unlike later, as long as teenage children are dipped in some wine, adults feel that the sky is falling, now many children are just full moon, grandfather when drinking, will use chopsticks to dip a little, for their little grandson to taste, no one said anything.

The dishes are on the table, the wine is full, and today's banquet is officially started.

As the host, Liu Fulin is naturally making an opening statement.

"Everyone came to the house today as a guest, and we don't have anything to entertain here, anyway, don't talk much, everyone eats and drinks well!" Liu Fulin didn't say much, and after a sentence, he picked up the wine cup at everyone, waited for everyone to stand up, and touched the cups one by one.

(End of chapter)