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

The next morning, it was just dawn.

Chen Yuan got up to check the ingredients stewed in several large pots. Once the lid was opened, the fragrance almost made him faint.

To make this braised pork elbow, it is important to cook it for 30% and stew it for 70%. The control of the heat is also very important. A good braised pork elbow looks bright red on the outside, with soft skin and fragrant meat.

"Hmm~ It smells so good, it's the smell of braised pork elbow."

"Fuck, it's so cruel. It's like murder to let me smell this smell so early in the morning."

"Time goes so slowly. I really want to have a feast."

Many people cried out in pain. Just smelling the smell but not being able to eat it was a torture.

Chen Yuan ignored them and asked someone to help watch the ingredients to prevent the cats and dogs in the village from stealing them. He had to go home to take a shower and wash up. He had been smoked all night and his whole body was full of the smell of stewed meat.

After he cleaned himself up and the sky was bright, he hurried to the village square. He had to get busy, otherwise he would be in trouble if he didn't have time to serve the dishes when the banquet started!

Serving 30 tables is not an easy job. Fortunately, there are the aunties in the village to help wash and cut the vegetables. Chen Yuan only needs to tell them to do it.

He has been cooking with his parents since he was a child. He knows the specific process by osmosis.

"Didn't they say that Old Chen would cook the feast? Why did they change to a younger one?"

"Oh, you didn't come yesterday, so you didn't know. Old Chen fell and went to the hospital, so they called Master Chen here."

"Master Chen looks so young, I wonder how his cooking is."

"My husband came home last night and said that Master Chen's cooking is better than the imperial chef's, and that my cooking is simply 'pig food'."

"I heard your husband bragging, he's an imperial chef. He's not the emperor, why should he eat the dishes made by the imperial chef."

"But you know what, just smelling the fragrance, I feel that the taste of the dishes should not be bad."

"Forget about that, we just need to do our own things, which vegetables should be washed, which vegetables should be cut, and prepare them, Master Chen can use them directly later."

Listening to the gossips of the aunts in the village, Chen Yuan felt a little embarrassed.

Gossip aside, the aunties worked very hard. They picked and washed vegetables, washed dishes and pots, and none of them was lazy.

Those who still wanted Chen Yuan to make breakfast were too embarrassed to speak up now. The women in the village cooked a few dishes casually, but how could the taste compare to Chen Yuan's!

As a result, basically no one touched the table of dishes. It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Many people chose not to eat and waited for the main meal at noon.

Chen Yuan ate a steamed bun to fill his stomach and started to work in the open-air kitchen.

The thirteen dishes were decided by Lao Chen before.

Braised beef, cold cucumber, cold pig ears, hot and sour lotus root slices, four cold dishes.

Eight hot dishes: braised pork elbow, preserved vegetable braised pork, sweet and sour carp, spicy roast chicken, green vegetable tofu, mutton soup, garlic shrimp, and braised beef brisket.

There is also a key dish that is essential for banquets, called egg drop soup.

Egg drop soup is definitely the last dish to be served. If you see this dish served, you know that all the dishes are ready.

So this egg drop soup is also called "get out soup" in the local area, which means that you can leave after eating this dish.

However, the way to make get out soup in Chencun is different from other places.

Some places use sweet wine to cook this dish, but Chencun likes to make it sour and spicy.

The taste is sour and spicy, which is basically loved by young and old.

Several dishes were basically prepared last night, but this was the first time that Chen Yuan cooked independently. Even with the blessing of systematic god-level cooking skills, his physical fitness was labeled as "poor". It was not an easy task to cook 30 tables of banquets.

Fortunately, the kitchen helpers did the work of washing dishes, chopping vegetables and other miscellaneous tasks. He was only responsible for the most critical steps, otherwise he would be exhausted.

As time passed, more and more people gathered in the village square.

Today is the day of the old secretary's funeral. Many people came early to pay their respects and wait to send the old secretary to the mountain.

"Oh my god, this smell is too good."

"I was intoxicated by this smell all night last night. I couldn't sleep."

"Have you all paid the gift money?"

"Of course I did. If not, how can I have the face to eat."

"Oh, my bastard, I asked him to pay the gift money, but he was reluctant to pay. It's just a feast. It's not like I haven't eaten it before."

"Then why don't you go to the village chief to make up the gift money? I heard that Chen Guizhu made up for it last night. It would be a pity if we can't eat such delicious dishes."

Some people were intoxicated by the smell. Thinking that they hadn't paid the gift money yet, it meant that they could only watch others eat later.drooling.

"Yes... I'll go find the village chief now."

The village woman was reminded by the other party and ran away immediately, as if she was afraid of missing something.

"What? You want to make up the gift money? It's really no use. It's time now. Even if I take your money now, I really can't make the dishes."

"What should I do?"

"Cold salad... Okay, don't gather here, it's useless! The old secretary will go up the mountain later, everyone go to see him off for the last time."

The village chief shook his head helplessly. There was really no way. The extra tables prepared in advance had been arranged long ago.

After sending away several villagers who wanted to make up the gift money, the village chief called Chen An over and asked him to bring people to set up the tables and chairs.

The tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans were all brought by Old Chen.

…

“Old Secretary, why did you pass away so suddenly?”

“What a good person, we can’t live without you in Chen Village.”

“…”

When the funeral was held, the women arranged by the village cried, and their hoarse cries did not sound fake.

They were all sad from the heart. After all, the old secretary was upright and fair. He had a high prestige in the village and was loved by the villagers.

Who wouldn’t be sad and cry when such a good person passed away?

“What’s going on? Where did so many dogs come from!”

Chen Yuan was overwhelmed by the sadness, and his heart was inevitably sad, but when he looked up, he was shocked. He didn’t know when there were dozens of local dogs in the village square.

Looking at the number of dogs, I’m afraid all the dogs in the village have come.

"Damn, dogs... why are there so many dogs? Are they here to send the old secretary up the mountain?"

"Chen An, what are you thinking? They are going to send the old secretary up the mountain, why don't they follow? It's obvious that they are attracted by the smell in the kitchen. Drive them away quickly, don't let them touch the food!"

"Ahh~~Woo~~"

Chen An drove them away with a stick in his hand, and suddenly a burst of dogs' howling resounded over the square.

The whole Chen Village was in grief at this moment, and all the men, women, and children in the village came out to follow the funeral procession.

Send the old secretary up the mountain...

When the coffin was carried past the villager's house, the villager took out a string of firecrackers and lit them, and then got a towel and a pack of cigarettes.

Chen Yuan listened to the funeral music and the sound of firecrackers gradually fading away, and knew that the funeral procession had entered the mountain.

He quickly told the kitchen helpers to speed up, and when the funeral procession returned, they could start the feast.

...

Spicy roast chicken