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

Since the system has given the task, Chen Yuan will naturally accept it.

I didn't expect that my cousin's banquet had just started, and the next one was booked. It seems that my career as a village banquet chef is still promising.

"What? Old Yan, are you going to hold a funeral for yourself?"

Everyone present thought that there was something wrong with their ears. Yan Shuhua is only 66 this year. Although he has reached the age of 70, the average life expectancy of people has been extended with the development of medical technology.

However, Yan Shuhua said that he would hold a funeral banquet for himself.

You heard it right, it was a funeral banquet.

This person is not dead yet, and it is really unheard of to hold a funeral banquet for himself!

Full moon banquet, wedding banquet, funeral banquet...

The three most important banquets in life, but I can only eat them once, and I can't eat them enough.

According to Yan Shuhua himself, he has experienced the first two banquets, but he can't see or eat the latter one.

He didn't want to leave any regrets in this life. Ever since he had the feast of the old secretary in Chen Village, he had a bold idea in his mind.

That is to hold a funeral banquet for himself, which can not only eat his own feast, but also see what he will look like after he really leaves this world in the future.

What can everyone say after hearing this?

In order to eat the feast, he can even help himself to hold a banquet. It can only be said that he is so willful because he has money.

You really don't understand the world of the rich! !

What can Chen Yuan say?

Rich, let's be friends!

You can get system rewards and make money. Such a good thing is definitely the more the better.

Come and kill me with the list of banquets!

Yan Shuhua's banquet is scheduled for the middle of next month. It is said that that day is the anniversary of his wife's death.

Everyone at this table talked about things while eating. No matter how delicious the dishes on the table are, they still have to be reserved.

Only the second uncle and the third uncle were there silently eating.

Reserved is for others. They are two people from other villages. They don't know each other and can't talk to each other. Why do they need to be reserved?

The second uncle originally looked down on rural banquets.

His business in the city has been growing bigger and bigger in recent years. He has become rich. What kind of dishes have he not eaten?

If it weren't for his nephew's wedding, he really didn't think of coming to attend a rural banquet.

Just now, when he sat at the table, he wanted to chat with Yan Shuhua, a big entrepreneur, but her mind was all on Chen Yuan. How could she care about him? This made the second uncle very depressed.

He turned his head and glanced at the third uncle inadvertently. He saw that his brother-in-law was desperately picking up food and eating it. His mouth was full of oil. He couldn't help frowning and wondering.

Why does the third family look like they have never eaten anything?

He is still a teacher... Why can't he be a little more reserved!

Maybe under the influence of the third uncle, the second uncle finally had an appetite.

Thinking that he couldn't get a word in anyway, he might as well fill his stomach first.

So he stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of food from the dish closest to him. He didn't see what it was and put it in his mouth.

And the moment the dish was put into his mouth, he was shocked.

Is this a kidney dish?

He looked up and saw that it was a bandit pig liver, a home-cooked dish in Chencun.

Everyone can make it, but the taste of each person is different.

If the cooking skills are not good, this dish will be woody and fishy, ​​and it will be difficult to eat.

But the second uncle chewed the dish in his mouth carefully, and his eyes slowly narrowed. The taste is really fresh and tender, and the spicy taste is domineering and wild. The aroma of the pig liver rushed in the mouth, making people super addicted.

The second uncle suppressed his inner impetuousness and silently glanced at the other people at the table, and found that no one noticed him.

Only then did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief. Driven by the delicious food, he threw his reserve to the wind.

What is reserve? Don't disturb me from eating! !

He stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the bandit liver again. This time, his chopsticks touched another pair, which scared him enough and his heart began to beat wildly.

When he looked up, his eyes met (the third uncle was a bespectacled guy), and he found that it was the third uncle from the same trench.

The two looked at each other silently, smiled in tacit understanding, and each picked up a chopstick of food and put it in his own bowl.

The second uncle ate a mouthful of rice with the liver covered with red oil, and his sense of happiness increased dramatically.

"Brother, that pig blood tofu soup is also very good!"

The third uncle came over quietly and whispered in the second uncle's ear.

"Okay, I understand."

The second uncle immediately understood and nodded gratefully, then quietly poured a full spoonful of soup into the dish that the third uncle mentioned.The bowl of rice was completely covered.

The color combination of pig blood, tofu and fresh lean meat is very classic, and the taste of leeks, ginger and garlic makes people drool.

The second uncle took a mouthful of pig blood in his mouth. The pig blood cut into pieces was still steaming hot. He bit it in one bite, and the trace of blood between the teeth and shells ran around the whole mouth, but there was no fishy smell at all.

The refreshing and tender tofu, once bitten, was refreshing, tender and juicy. That wonderful feeling made him unforgettable for life. It was so delicious!

And the leeks, he usually didn't like them very much, but today this dish seemed very different. It was like the best jade, and it was a perfect match with pig blood, tofu and lean meat.

The second uncle couldn't remember how long he hadn't eaten this dish. When he was a child, he would cook this pig blood tofu soup whenever his family slaughtered pigs.

He continued to scoop a few more mouthfuls. This was not eating vegetables, but completely recollecting his childhood memories. His eyes were a little hazy in an instant.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying while eating?"

Second aunt glanced at her husband and was puzzled to see him crying while eating.

"Ah? I accidentally choked on the chili pepper."

Second uncle quickly took out a tissue and wiped it, "Yumei, how long have we not been home? Why don't we go back to the city tonight and go to see my parents."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Second aunt nodded absent-mindedly. This dish is really delicious and tempting. Seeing the village head and Old Yan still talking there, she could only pretend to be reserved and eat in small bites, but how could she enjoy it like this!

Second uncle didn't care about his wife's words, but moved closer to his "comrades-in-arms" in the same trench: "Brother, you are too mean. You didn't remind me earlier about such a delicious dish... Oh, why are you crying too."

"Brother, I also said that I was choked by the chili pepper. Do you believe it?" Third uncle replied with tears on his face.

"I don't believe you, okay, stop talking, eat the food..."

The second uncle said tacitly, thinking that if he didn't have to drive later, it would be a shame to have some wine now.

Yan Shuhua was talking about his banquet, and accidentally noticed the second and third uncles who were eating silently.

He immediately realized that he was so emotionally involved in the conversation that he forgot that the dish was made by Master Chen.

Wouldn't it be delicious?

He quickly found a reason to end the topic and started eating.

The other people at the table were grateful when they saw that Mr. Yan finally stopped talking. They were embarrassed to eat freely when sitting with this respected person.

Now it seems that Mr. Yan is not wolfing down his food without caring about his image, and he can finally eat freely.

Chen Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a mouthful of rice noodle sausage and put it in his mouth.

The chewy rice noodle rolls between the teeth, making it impossible to stop eating.

Hey, isn't it just a pig slaughtering feast, why are you all crying?

Don't ask, the answer is that they were choked by the chili peppers...

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