When the two returned to the stove, Zhou Haoran was taking off his apron.

Tan Zhengping asked curiously: "Why don't you continue cooking?"

"We have finished cooking the dishes ordered by the master chef."

Zhou Haoran put his apron on the firewood pile nearby and said: "What we are cooking now is lunch, and dinner will be the main event."

After hearing this, Tan Zhengping lowered his head and looked at his watch. Good guy, it's almost 11 o'clock!

"Is it time for dinner? Where should we do it?"

Tan Zhengping became excited as soon as he talked about eating.

He no longer remembered how he had vomited when he saw the pig being slaughtered, and all he could think about was eating.

Zhou Haoran looked around, shrugged, and said: "We shouldn't be able to serve it yet. Let's go and serve the dishes."

He took a quick look and saw that there were more than a dozen tables arranged inside and outside the entire ancestral hall.

The women and children are all seated, and the men...except for the elders, everyone else is still busy.

Tan Zhengping was eating noodles at a country banquet for the first time, and he wondered: "Are all banquets in the country like this? The women and children sit as firmly as a rock, while the men are busy setting the table, cooking and serving food?"

Zhou Haoran shook his head. Although he had not eaten banquet noodles a few times, he could still be considered to have had the family recognition wine there when he was in Beidi.

It's all a house where women are too busy to touch the floor, while men sit at the table and talk.

The only local, Xiaosanzi, shook his head and sighed in an old-fashioned manner: "You don't understand this, this is the custom here.

Normally, when the mother-in-law is working at home, if something big happens, women are not allowed to work on the stove. If you don’t believe me, look at it, does that master master have no female apprentices?”

When he said this, Tan Zhengping suddenly realized, "No wonder the master didn't bring Jinhua with him!"

"What golden flower?" Zhou Haoran asked curiously.

When he arrived, he concentrated on following the master and learning to kill pigs, cook pigs and make pig-killing dishes. He had no time to listen to gossip.

When Tan Zhengping saw that he didn't know, he was very happy and told him about it.

While they were talking lively, the three of them were caught by Zhou Lixue and sent to serve the dishes.

Zhou Haoran held a wooden tray in both hands and walked towards the innermost room of the ancestral hall.

Before entering the house, I heard Zhang Chunnuan's voice coming from inside: "Our family plans to go to the city together in a few days to do New Year shopping."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Dongxue's voice sounded immediately, but not to her, but to her mother-in-law, Aunt Guihua: "Mom, I also want to go to the city with Chun Nuan, why don't we go together too!"

He listened and walked into the room. As soon as he walked in, he heard Aunt Guihua advising Wang Dongxue to take good care of her health at home.

Seeing that it was Zhou Haoran who was serving the dishes, Aunt Guihua smiled: "Shuanzi really doesn't regard Zhou Zhiqing as an outsider, let him do this kind of work that is done by young people in the village!"

She said, stood up, brought the dishes on the tray to the table, and continued: "Zhou Zhiqing, don't do it later, just find a seat and sit down first, and wait to eat."

Zhou Haoran retracted his gaze that fell on Zhang Chunnuan as soon as he entered the door. Before saying anything, he smiled and said: "Thank you, aunt, for caring about me, but since I have come to our mountain village, I will be the descendant of the village..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Tan Zhengping's cry for help: "Old Zhou, help me quickly, hot, hot, hot!"

Zhou Haoran turned around helplessly, took the steaming wooden bucket from Tan Zhengping's hand, and looked behind him to see the mistress holding a large pile of sea bowls.

"You help the mistress put everything in place first." Zhou Haoran ordered Tan Zhengping, who was holding his red hands and blowing air.

After he placed the bowls on the table, he picked up the large spoon in the bucket, stirred it a few times, and poured two large spoons of lean meat and soybean soup into the bowl.

It's full, with less soup and more meat.

Aunt Guihua nodded secretly with satisfaction and whispered to Zhang Chunnuan:

"I know your family is not short of food, but since it is your own food, there is no reason to starve yourself. We can eat as much as we can, and then move around after we finish eating. We will eat more at night."

Zhang Chunnuan has black lines all over her head, and she’s not eating at a buffet... There’s no need for this, right?

She looked at Zhou Haoran unconsciously, and saw that he was looking at her with a smile on his lips and a shining light in his eyes.

So, the next dishes on their table were served by Zhou Haoran.

Basically every bowl of food is packed to the brim.

Before the meal, Aunt Guihua praised Zhou Haoran so much that she seemed to have forgotten what she said about Zhou Haoran being ugly.

Eat lunch quickly and cleanly.

The people in Shanjiao Village are capable and willing to work hard, but throughout the year and at the end of the year, when the village pigs are slaughtered, they can get some pork to satisfy their cravings, and they basically do not eat meat.

If a family can give their beloved baby an egg every day, they are already living a good life.

Most people not only cannot eat meat, but they also have to save and sell the eggs laid by chickens in exchange for money.

This time the Shen family was having a treat. When they saw that the table was full of meat and vegetables, they moved their chopsticks very quickly.

The staple food on the table is corn and multi-grain steamed buns, steamed according to the number of people.

There are two adults and one kid, not too many.

This was the first time for Shen Shiqi and Shen August to eat such a throaty staple food. They swallowed a small mouthful with difficulty, looked at each other, and wanted to throw away the cornbread.

Zhang Chunnuan had been paying attention to the two children. When he saw them secretly putting their little hands holding the Wowotou under the table, he snorted coldly, and the two children quickly pulled their hands back in fright.

"Don't waste food! You two must eat up all this stuff today, otherwise, you won't be allowed to eat sweets for a month!"

Other people's families didn't even have the opportunity to eat this kind of steamed buns, but the two of them actually wanted to throw them away!

It seems that she hasn't done anything in the past few days, thinking that her mother's temper has improved.

Shen Baotou flattened his mouth and whispered: "Mom, this steamed bun doesn't taste good. I don't want to eat it in Baotou."

Shen Qi saw his sister's eyes were red. Although she didn't like eating, she still said, "Mom, my sister really can't eat. I'll help her eat. Don't be angry."

"no!"

Zhang Chunnuan flatly refused and said to Wang Xinyu: "Xiaoyu, in the next few days, until New Year's Eve, I will make this kind of steamed buns for them every day. If you don't eat them? Then you will be hungry!"

Wang Xinyu looked at the rough cornbread in his hand, opened his mouth, and murmured for a while, but still didn't say anything.

If you want to steam steamed buns like this, you can't make cornmeal ground finer than Fuqiang flour at home.

It seems that I have to go back and ask my grandpa if there are any corn kernels at home, and then grind them myself.

Wang Xinyu was thinking about how to solve the problem of ingredients. Shen August's mouth flattened and he swallowed his tears mixed with the steamed buns.

On the other side, Zhang Chunnuan began to reflect.

She thought she was strict enough with her two children and didn't want to be too pampered compared to other families.
Chapter completed!