The two of them got over the mountain with a smooth wind, and it didn't take much time.
There is a tall rock at the foot of the mountain, all sides are steep and rugged, but the side of the mountain looks like a general in armor and helmet. It is said that the old people from the ancestors named this small mountain village of ten families at the foot of the mountain based on this stone.
At this moment, the Chai Gate of the small mountain village is ajar, and the general stone is lingering in the smoke. A gust of wind blew by, and the sound of firecrackers and singing was faintly heard.
Qianmai was overjoyed, turned his head, smiled and said to Peng Chen: "You are lucky, there is something delicious at noon."
Without knowing it, Peng Chen followed closely behind Qianmai, walked through a lotus pond, along the ridge path densely planted with crops, and came to a soil yard where singing was faintly heard.
I saw the big "囍" on the front entrance of the Tuyuan, and the left and right dragons, flying and phoenix, wrote the couplet "Fengqi Wutong red symbols warm family, the dragon drives the white horse and the new nobility inherits the good time." Heng commented: "Happy to marry a lover."
Peng Chen suddenly realized that Qian Mai was planning to bring himself a wedding wine. Fortunately, I thought she would still go shopping in the morning, and the food was not prepared, but she had enough money. So, generously stepped into the soil yard shoulder to shoulder.
This family’s soil yard is very large. There are more than a dozen tables of banquets on the ground. There are a lot of men, women and children, all of them are full of joy, eating snacks, and chatting in the parents. There are many infrequent children playing together between the tables, and there are also helpers who serve the dishes. Everyone was so busy, no one noticed Peng and Qian who came in from the gate of the courtyard.
Peng Chen looked at the hall facing the gate of the courtyard. There were also people sitting in rows to have wedding drinks, thinking they were relatives of the family. His eyes patted back and forth for a long time, but he didn't see the red envelopes. He grabbed the latent wheat in front and asked: "Aren't they accepting red envelopes?"
Qianmai was silent, pulled his clothes and walked to the right corner of the courtyard. After standing still, he said softly: "The two firecrackers just now indicate that the banquet has officially started. It’s taken down, so... today we are... eating for nothing."
"Hey, that's not bad. I'm hungry, let's eat first before talking." Peng Chen smiled and readily agreed to Qianmai's conspiracy.
The two were sneaky and found an empty seat in the corner to sit down. The few at the same table were all elderly aunts and aunts. Seeing the two young people willing to sit with their old people, they all smiled welcomingly, and then continued their own chat.
Now the table is filled with snacks such as buns, duck tongue with sauce, peas, melon seeds and the like. Today, after walking so many roads and climbing such a high mountain, the two of them are really hungry. So, grind his chopsticks, unceremoniously stretched out to the bun. Whether it's "rou Jia Mo" or "Mo Jia Cai", anyway, let's talk about the hungry five internal organs temple first.
After devouring a chewy bun, the two of them knew etiquette for food and clothing, and gradually returned to the usual lukewarmness, and leisurely tasted the snacks on the table. As for the buns, that's all, you have to save your stomach and wait for the dinner.
"What's this? It tastes fragrant and crispy, and looks small and cute." Peng Chen asked carefully, looking at the round carved pie-shaped snack that he had bitten.
Latent Wheat nibbling on a sauced duck tongue, licking the tips of his fingers still intently. This non-greasy snack suits her appetite very well. The sauce has a strong flavor and suitable saltiness. The duck tongue is amber in color and the mouth is very delicate. After eating, she has an endless aftertaste. After taking out a facial tissue and wiping her hands, she made persistent efforts and picked another duck tongue with transparent sauce and continued to chew.
When I was free, I answered Peng Chen’s question in a low voice: "That can be regarded as a Chinese'cookie', its name is'scallion nectarine crisp'. It is cooked flour with sugar oil, eggs, green onion crumbs and other seasonings. Stir it thoroughly, make it into a green body, and bake it in the oven."
"Oh, it's delicious." Peng Chen nodded and leaned over to whisper: "Unfortunately, it only has one flavor. If the flavors can be diversified, coupled with exquisite packaging, they will surely sell well on the market. Okay. But let me tell you, the bean rice candy on this table is not tasty, it is too hard, and it gives me a toothache. It is still crispy and delicious processed in my shop. We have many kinds of sweet-scented osmanthus, roses, cream, etc. Taste..."
Qianmai is completely speechless, dare to love this person's usual "silence as gold" in school is pretending. Not only did he "talk" like Shen Zhou, he even advertised at the banquet of free meals. However, he didn't say anything, so he was nagging in his ears.
After a while, a serving helper came over and presented several large plates of delicious main dishes, and at the same time prepared to remove the snack plate. Latent Wheat’s eyes were quick, and before withdrawing, he grabbed the only two pieces of scallion nectarine crisp on the plate.
Upon seeing this, the elderly aunts and uncles who were at the same table all smiled kindly. An aunt also enthusiastically picked up the plate and poured all the sauced duck tongue into the bowl of latent wheat. After handing the empty plate to the food handler, he said with a smile: "My wife (girl), your teeth are good. If you like to eat, you can eat it all."
Although the dialect spoken by this aunt is slightly different from Huayang dialect, she can still understand it to the effect. Qian Mai's face immediately became hot. sweat! Do I look so gluttonous
After the food worker left, Qian Mai wrapped the two scallion nectarine crisps with facial tissues and stuffed them into Peng Chen's shoulder bag.
Peng Chen was immersed in the braised wild boar in the bowl, his mouth was full, and he couldn't speak, so he had to look at Qianmai with puzzled eyes.
Qianmai Yanyan said casually: "Didn't you say that you can develop many flavors of carob candy? Then try the onion nectarine crisp, this can be taken back for sample reference."
Hearing this, Peng Chen smiled "greasy tongue" and leaned over and said in a low voice: "Okay, make it, I'll be the first to ask you to eat it. Don't you eat wild boar? It is quite authentic. This banquet is set up. It's not bad, there are so many mountain products."
Qianmai secretly thought, idiot, marriage and other major life events, whose parents are not exhausting all they can to help their children. In summer, she doesn't like meat food, shook her head almost invisibly, and stretched out the chopsticks to a plate of grilled seasonal vegetables with double mushrooms.
At this time, there was the sound of crackling firecrackers in the distance. After that, firecrackers sounded one after another at the gate of the courtyard. The children rushed out a long time ago, and the adults left the table one after another, curiously watching the arrival of the welcoming team.
Qianmai took two sips of Knock Rouxian in the bowl, then hiccuped contentedly, and winked at Peng Chen, who was still "not knowing what to eat" next to him.
Peng Chen was puzzled, his eyes turned very confused. This time, it didn't seem to be pretending at all.
This idiot, he really came to the banquet, and Qian Mai cursed. Seeing that the uncles and aunts at the same table were all going to watch the excitement, they assuredly said: "If you don't leave now, when will you stay? Could it be that you want to eat the whole table?" The longer you eat, the more the danger. After waiting, if the people at the same table are interested, just ask the last sentence. If the two voices are different, they will be distinguished immediately. Latent Wheat doesn't want to be caught and stay as a dishwasher.
Peng Chen nodded and understood, swallowed the last mouthful of steamed red Jiaji fish, wiped his hands with facial tissues, picked up his satchel, and got up to escape from the hospital.
It's a pity that the sky does not fulfill the wishes of people, and there will always be one report. At this time, a chubby aunt, wearing a short-sleeved embroidered big cardigan and a blue embroidered belt, ran over in a hurry, and stood in front of the two with solemn expression. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)