The rich cook: love you has a deep set of rules

Then there are five bowls of dishes, five colored snacks, five bowls of rice and a big steamed bun.

The five dishes are a bowl of chicken stewed mushrooms, a bowl of braised fish, a bowl of steamed eggs with minced meat, a bowl of braised meat, and a bowl of dry fried river shrimp.

Five color snacks are golden corn cake, black qiaomai steamed bread, red jujube cake, green Suzi leaf steamed bread, purple pork wheat with grape juice.

Five bowls of rice are millet rice, corn residue rice, sorghum rice, white rice and brown sugar Babao rice.

The most brilliant thing is the big steamed bun, which is a practice that Qianqian specially learned in his previous life.

The white dough is kneaded or rolled and stacked into a lotus shape. The flowers and leaves are rubbed with green vegetable juice, the petals are light pink, and the tip is red.

A lotus bun is the size of a pottery basin and looks like a real lotus from a distance.

As soon as the steamed bun was held out, the villagers, old and young, couldn't help shouting, "it's so beautiful! It's like real!"

"Yes, when did boss Bai learn such a good skill!"

"This steamed bun is steamed by my family!"

Liu Yufang raised her chin proudly. It wasn't dawn this morning, but she watched her daughter fix it a little bit and finally steamed it out of the pot.

A girl's ability to be a mother is naturally not happy.

"Oh, Qianqian is so skillful. It's really powerful."

"Who married Qianqian in the future? I really found a treasure."

"Yes, this lotus steamed bun is really rare. It can't be seen by large families offering sacrifices to their ancestors during the new year."

Aunt Rong was worried and added.

"Xiaomei learns crafts from Qianqian. She can't make mistakes in the future."

"Yes, Qianqian also said that Xiaomei is skillful and can teach as soon as she teaches."

Liu Yufang hastened to add a sentence, coaxing aunt Rong to smile and bloom.

Soon, after Zhao Bin's bath was updated, he came out of the house.

He was dressed in plain white linen. It was scary, but it was completely different on him.

The bronze complexion that had been dyed for several days had faded a lot, showing his handsome facial features.

In particular, the slightly provoked Danfeng eyes add a bit of evil charm, which makes women have to look more.

The villagers also seemed to find that Zhao Bin was so good for the first time.

The team soon set out, carrying all kinds of paper, as well as offerings, fruits, incense and candles.

A large string of firecrackers was lit, and in the sound of thunderclap, it announced the beginning of sacrifice.

Zhao Jiu and his wife were buried on the hillside of Nanshan Mountain. It wasn't far, but they arrived in two quarters of an hour.

Even if it was cleaned yesterday, Zhao Bin still cleaned it again today.

The fruits and offerings were placed neatly, and a large incense burner was touched in front of the offering table.

An old man who often presided over white affairs in the village shouted, "kneel!"

Zhao Bin knelt to the ground, and the other villagers, who talked with Zhao Bin's peers, knelt behind him.

It's uncle Bai's generation. Just stand with your hands down.

Zhao Bin held three incense in his hand. After lighting it, he knelt down and kowtowed and inserted it into the incense burner.

Others brought wine pots and glasses, and three glasses of spirits were dumped in front of the grave to honor their parents under the nine springs.

At last he retreated to one side and knelt. The villagers took turns to offer incense and kowtow.

Zhao Bin saluted and kowtowed one by one.

After kneeling down, all kinds of paper were carried up.

Gold ingots, paper money, paper people and paper buildings were all lit and spent in ashes.

Finally, Zhao Bin came forward and kowtowed again and picked up the memorial tablet of his parents enshrined in front of the grave.

It is the rule that everyone returns home together and no one turns back.

The courtyard of the Zhao and Bai families is now filled with rice fragrance.

Aunt Rong and Aunt Wang are busy, stewing, frying, boiling soup, and special fire makers.

The naughty boys in the village drooled and refused to go around the door.

Aunt Rong was afraid that the team would come back later and collided with something unclean, so she shouted out the naughty boys.

Unfortunately, the naughty boys don't know whether it's good or bad. Even if they are driven around like rabbits, they won't leave.

After all, Liu Yufang took a plate of fried balls and distributed them to the naughty boys. They licked their oily mouths and ran away.

Aunt Rong, both distressed and funny, said.

"These boys can really piss people off. It's not humiliating enough."

"Children, everyone is like this. Who can laugh at anyone.

Besides, it's just a few vegetarian balls. They're all radish, tofu and flour. They're fried in groups. It's not a good thing. "

Liu Yufang greeted everyone with a smile. The women were surprised and said it was delicious.

"It tastes good. I thought I put meat in it. It's actually made of radish and tofu."

"Yes, we should also learn to add a dish during the new year. It's beautiful and delicious."

Liu Yufang said, "it's all thought by Qian Qian. I won't. I'll be free another day. Ask her."

What else do the women have to say? The team has seen the downhill, so they quickly continue to be busy.

After a while, the team arrived at the door.

After entering Zhao's yard, Zhao Bin put the memorial tablet on the altar, knelt down again, kowtowed and offered incense, even if he led the second old man home.

The women quickly set up tables in the yard, set up bowls and chopsticks, and quickly served wine and vegetables.

Three stews, three fried dishes, three cold dishes and a soup are all packed in affordable large pottery bowls.

The men have been busy all morning and are hungry, but no one moves chopsticks.

Rongli was sitting on the main table with several old men in the village. At this moment, he served a wine glass and respected the memorial tablets of the Zhao family and his wife.

Rongli Zheng said, "it's a good thing that Zhao Bin has been walking outside for many years and now he comes back to the village to settle down.

We built the yard before. This time, we all came to help. It's just right.

The neighbors in shiliba township are watching. The villagers in Sanchahe village are people who attach importance to love and righteousness.

Zhao Bin prepared good wine and food. Everyone was welcome. They let go of the food and received Zhao Bin's thanks.

In addition, Zhao Bin has been reported in the county government, and will set up a separate portal in the future.

The tombs just now are the ancestral tombs of Zhao Bin. Everyone should pay attention to them on weekdays. Don't collide. "

Someone was so novel and had a quick mouth. He asked loudly at that time.

"Isn't Nanshan public? Can the Yamen let it be the tomb of Zhao's ancestors?"

Zhao Bin didn't get angry either. He replied faintly.

"On the south mountain, facing the half slope mountain of the village, I have bought it, and the Yamen is on the stall."

Everyone was stunned. Although the price of mountains is not higher than that of good farmland, it costs one or two silver per mu.

Nanshan is not big, and Banpo also has 100 mu. Zhao Bin said he would buy it. He is really... Rich.

What exactly did he do for a living outside these years? He was really a soldier guarding the border. How could he get so much silver.

Can't it be looting and making a dead man's money?

But in my heart, no one really dares to ask.

In the future, Nanshan belongs to the Zhao family. Everyone has to go to Nanshan to pick up firewood and dig wild vegetables.

Even if Zhao Bin won't stop him, he is always on other people's territory. It's necessary to be polite.