You're urging me to get married just for the sake of a feast?

Tang Dazhi rushed out of the house, glanced at Chen Yuan, and left with a dark face.

His mother Li Yufeng chased out, and watching her son leave, Li Yufeng was also anxious.

"Master Chen, you are here, come in quickly, your uncle Guoqiang is waiting for you inside."

Li Yufeng saw Chen Yuan coming, with a slightly embarrassed look on her face, and hurriedly invited him to come in.

Chen Yuan nodded, greeted her, and then walked into the makeshift kitchen.

"Uncle Guoqiang."

As soon as she entered the house, she saw Tang Guoqiang with a dark face, sitting there smoking a cigarette.

"Uh... Master Chen is here."

Tang Guoqiang forced a smile on his face and warmly invited Chen Yuan to sit down, "Come, it's hot, sit here and blow the fan, I'll pour you some tea."

"Uncle Guoqiang, don't bother."

"What's the problem? It's just that the temporary kitchen is not in good condition. Don't be disgusted."

"Hehe, we are all rural people, so why should we care about these things."

Hearing that Tang Guoqiang was so nice, Chen Yuan was embarrassed to be polite. If he was more polite, people would think he was disgusted with others.

Soon, Tang Guoqiang came over with a cup of tea.

Rural people here like to drink tea, not boiled water.

"Thank you, Uncle Guoqiang, you picked wild tea leaves on the mountain and fried them yourself."

Chen Yuan took the tea, looked at the color of the tea, and smelled the taste. It was really good, with a faint mellow fragrance with the taste of nature itself.

People in Tangjiaao like to drink this kind of tea. During the Qingming Festival, every household will go up the mountain to pick wild mountain tea.

"Slurp"

Chen Yuan tasted a sip of tea. The tea was cold and slightly bitter, but after a while, he could taste the pureness of the tea and the unique taste of wild mountain tea.

"Uncle Guoqiang, your tea is really good, better than the hundreds of yuan per catty sold in the market."

"That's right, almost every household in our Tangjiaao drinks this tea. It is wild and natural in the mountains, and it has not even been treated with medicine."

Speaking of this dish, Tang Guoqiang was full of pride. Everyone in the surrounding area knew that the wild mountain tea in Tangjiaao was famous.

When it came to the tea picking season, people from all over the country had conflicts with the local people in Tangjiaao in order to pick wild tea from the mountains.

"Haha, not only the tea is good, but the water is also good. It tastes sweet and clear."

"Master Chen knows how to drink it. He immediately said the subtlety. Our water is all mountain spring water. It is the real taste of nature. You can't drink it anywhere else."

Zi Que Ling is a place with high terrain, deep forests, lush land, and strange rocks.

There is no shortage of good water in the mountains, and it is not polluted by the outside world like other places, so it is particularly comfortable and refreshing to drink.

"Uncle Guoqiang, that was your son just now, and he seemed to have a different opinion about your family's big feast."

"Ignore him, I still have the final say on this. He works in the city and never brings a penny home all year round. Take building this house for example, except for the town's subsidy, the rest is our savings."

"We paid for the feast this time, and he didn't pay a dime. He always wanted to go to the town's restaurant to have the feast. Don't the town's restaurants charge for the feast? They charge a thousand yuan for a dozen dishes. How can it be more cost-effective to invite people to your home?"

Tang Guoqiang became more and more angry as he thought about it. His son had already made trouble with him several times for the house-warming wine. For the so-called face, he clamored to go to the town's restaurant to have the feast.

But Tang Guoqiang said he didn't want to do anything. It was all his own money. Why should he pay for his son's so-called face!

"In that case, let's discuss the banquet this time."

"Okay, let me tell you about the banquet process in Tangjia'ao. It may be a little different from your Chencun."

As the saying goes, "Ten miles apart, different customs; five miles apart, different styles." Although Tangjia'ao and Chencun are not very far apart, some customs are still different.

Even if Chen Yuan has the god-level cooking skills rewarded by the system, if the dishes he makes don't suit the taste of the locals, it's all over, and no one will say that your dishes are delicious.

Take the taste for example. People in Pingnan Province generally prefer spicy food, but if they go to Guangdong and Guangxi, their taste is lighter.

If you cook according to the taste of Pingnan, even if the taste is good, people may not be used to it.

Therefore, as an excellent chef, you must learn to cook according to the person.

You cook the right kind of dishes for the right person.

Some people like sweet food, some like spicy food...

Everyone has different tastes, so they like different dishes.

"Braised pork elbow, Dongpo pork, preserved vegetable pork, roast chicken, braised fish..."

Chen Yuan took out a pen and paper andTang Guoqiang discussed the menu.

Tang Guoqiang planned to cook 15 tables, a total of 16 dishes.

In Tangjiaao, there is a must-have dish for the warm-house wine, just like tofu must be served at a funeral banquet.

This dish is called snowflake meatballs, which is to replace the egg soup and put at the end of the banquet, implying reunion and happiness.

"Master Chen, you can make snowflake meatballs, right?"

"Don't worry, I can make any dish for the banquet."

Chen Yuan nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

After confirming the menu with Tang Guoqiang, we will go to Anxian City to buy ingredients tomorrow morning.

"Well, Master Chen, uncle has another unwelcome request, and I hope you can agree."

"Uncle, tell me."

Seeing Tang Guoqiang's hesitation, Chen Yuan was a little confused.

Then, Tang Guoqiang licked his lips and said, "It's like this. You just saw it. My son doesn't agree to hold a banquet at home. Maybe he hasn't tasted the dishes you cook and doesn't know how delicious they are. It's almost lunch time. Can you help cook a few dishes for that kid to taste and let him see how delicious your dishes are."

"Oh, sure. In our line of work, some places have to taste the dishes in advance, otherwise the host doesn't know how good your cooking skills are, right?"

Chen Yuan thought it was something else. It was just to cook a few dishes by himself. It was a small matter.

Just think of it as the host trying the dishes.

"That's great. Auntie will light the fire for you later."

Li Yufeng, who was standing by, was very happy to see that Chen Yuan agreed without hesitation.

Ever since she had eaten the banquet dishes cooked by Chen Yuan, she suddenly realized that her cooking was simply pig food.

Chen Yuan agreed to help cook, and she would light the fire at the side, so she could learn from him.

Seeing that it was getting late, Chen Yuan began to prepare to help make lunch.

Because the Tang family hired workers, the dishes were very rich.

There were chicken, pork, fish, and vegetables grown in their own vegetable garden. When the time came, they would have a combination of meat and vegetables for them to enjoy.

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