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

Shen Lang is also from Shangtian Village, and has personal connections with Yan Shuhua's family.

The Yan family held a banquet, and his father was supposed to come over to eat, but his father was not free, so he asked him to come over.

"What's so delicious about this banquet? I guess it's not as delicious as the barbecue skewers I had at the reservoir before."

Shen Lang came over reluctantly, smelling the fragrance in his nose, and couldn't help complaining in his heart.

"The fragrance is so strong, it must be technology and hard work!"

He often sees some videos on the Internet.

A pot of ordinary boiled water, put a spoonful of Sanhua evaporated milk, you can make a pot of milky white thick soup.

A few drops of essence can make even a 30-year-old chef dry.

Shen Lang smelled the fragrance coming from the direction of the kitchen, and a disdainful expression appeared on his face.

He planned to pay the share and leave, and he didn't want to eat the banquet.

Even if Shen Lang starved to death, he would not eat these high-tech things.

"Old Yan, why did you leave so suddenly? We in Shangtian Village can't lose you."

In rural areas, there is always a person in charge of funerals. In Shangtian Village, they are called "general managers". If someone wants to pay a share of money, they must hand it to the general manager.

Shen Lang handed the money to the general manager and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a tragic wail from the hall.

"Didn't you say that he was faking his death? Why is there someone crying for real?"

Shen Lang paused and looked in the direction of the crying curiously.

"Hey, isn't this the fourth aunt from the village? Tsk tsk, for a bite of food, you are really fighting hard."

Obviously, Shen Lang also knew that as long as he cried for Old Yan once at the funeral, he could eat for free.

He thought that the people in the village would not do such a thing, but he found out that he thought too much.

How sadly did the fourth aunt cry? If it weren't for Old Yan's two sons holding her back, the old woman would have thrown herself into Yan Shuhua's coffin.

I have to say that the acting is full of tears, much better than those young actors.

If people don't know the truth, they really think Yan Shuhua has passed away.

Fourth Aunt successfully exchanged her tears for a place to eat the banquet. She happily asked people to register her name, received a small sign, and then left happily.

When eating the banquet, you must have that small sign.

Tsk!

What is wrong with this world? It's just a banquet. Is it necessary to make it seem like you haven't eaten for 800 years?

Shen Lang snorted and prepared to go to the lottery shop in the town to buy some lottery tickets.

I don't know if the owner of the lottery has been lucky recently. His betting station has won two big prizes in a row.

One is 100,000 and the other is 200,000. He also won a brand electric car before.

The boss's mouth is about to burst with laughter. After several big prizes, his store has become famous all of a sudden. Even people in the county drive over to buy lottery tickets.

Now, if you go to that store to buy lottery tickets, you basically have to queue up.

Shen Lang turned around and bumped into someone.

He looked up and was shocked. He thought it was an African who ran over.

He looked familiar.

Wasn't he with the guy who made skewers that day? Why is he here?

"Hey, brother, do you still remember me?"

"Yes, I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes!"

"..."

Shen Lang scratched his head in confusion. I didn't say anything, why is he so angry?

He made me feel like I had robbed his woman!

Seeing Heizi turn around and leave with a face full of resentment, Shen Lang stared at him for a long time in confusion.

The "African boy" walked straight to the open-air kitchen.

"Isn't that the guy who did the barbecue that day? Is he the one who cooked the banquet? Damn~ No wonder the dishes smell so good!"

Shen Lang's eyes were both 5.0. Although there was a distance from the open-air kitchen, he could see Chen Yuan at a glance.

After all, Chen Yuan was so handsome. Even if he was only wearing a chef's uniform, his handsome face couldn't be covered up.

Shen Lang was thinking, if he had such a face and cooking skills, why would he need to be a dog and lick that internet celebrity Wang Rong?

Since he was the chef, he had to eat the banquet.

The taste of the skewers is still unforgettable. A small skewer can be made so fragrant. The banquet dishes made with so much effort must be delicious?

No, I want to stay for the banquet.

"Butler... I forgot to take the small sign for the banquet just now."

"What small sign? If you want to have a banquet, either learn to cry or give money."

"I didn't give money just now, I just didn't take the small sign for the banquet. You can find out by looking through the gift book. My father's name is written on it, Shen Sheng."

"What aunt, uncle, kid, don't make trouble here, or I'll beat you up. You areAre you questioning my ability to work? I am the financial director of Yan's company. Old Yan always asked me to strictly control the number of people who can eat at the banquet. Even if my son comes to the banquet today, I will never be partial to him or cheat him! "

The manager is not from Shangtian Village. He was temporarily found by Yan Shuhua in his own company.

He looked at Shen Lang with a serious face. This kid is so slippery and wants to get away with it. No way!

"I am not calling you aunt, but my father's name is Shen Sheng, Shen for the surname Shen, with a Sheng for life under the bamboo radical. "

"What is your name then?"

"Shen Lang."

"Why did you write Shen Sheng? Since you wrote Shen Sheng, let Shen Sheng come to the banquet. And I must have given you a sign. I remember everyone gave one. ”

He is a very principled person. It is the aunt who should eat at the feast, and he will never let the uncle eat.

“…” Shen Lang was speechless. Where is this steward from? Doesn’t he understand the ways of the world?

In their Shangtian Village, as long as the villagers set up a feast, don’t they just write the name of the head of the family, and then anyone in the family can go to the feast. Why are there so many troubles?

“Well… you did give me a sign before, but I didn’t take it. Can you give it to me now?”

“No! Since I gave it to you at that time, but you didn’t take it, it means you don’t want to eat at the feast. Why waste my sign?”

You make a lot of sense. Believe it or not, I will keep you from leaving Shangtian Village.

Shen Lang was so angry that he was shaking cold. He had never met such a stubborn person. He really wanted to put a sack on him and beat him up.

“I want a gift, four hundred. You can see clearly that you can give me a sign for the feast this time.”

“A gift, right? What name should I write this time? ”

“…Shen Lang! !”

Shen Lang was almost mad at him. He gritted his teeth and took out four red tickets for him. His heart was trembling with pain. With four hundred yuan, he could scratch forty “10 times luck” scratch cards.

After registering his name, Shen Lang held the sign for the banquet tightly in his palm.

“Master, is this the place? Wow, it’s so lively, there are so many people.”

Sun Ya looked at the crowded Yan Mansion villa, her curved eyebrows slightly raised, and showed a questioning look to a middle-aged man in his forties beside her.

The middle-aged man was Sun Ya’s master, the executive chef of Dingfulou Restaurant in the provincial capital. The two were invited by the Yan family to help with the banquet.

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