Chapter 1021 1021. Why do you dislike it
Lao Wang’s face is not important at all. When he went down the mountain in anger, he didn’t even take a bite of carrot.
At the foot of the mountain, Lao Song's family stared at the pile of gifts, feeling a little at a loss at this moment.
Conscience of heaven and earth, they are ordinary farmers. If it hadn’t been for Party Secretary Xiao Zhu’s treat this year, no one in the Old Song family would have even drank Maotai.
And what is brought here now is not just Moutai? This gift was so profound that Wulan felt a little uneasy:
"Tan Tan, how should we return this gift?"
Song Tan was also quite surprised.
She knew that Party Secretary Xiao Zhu’s family was not simple, but she didn’t expect it to be so wealthy! After thinking about it, he comforted his family: "It's okay, don't be nervous, our wine is much better than this wine."
"And doesn't my grandpa still have dried tobacco? Xiaozhu The branch secretary said at that time that there was going to be a fight at home over this. Before leaving, each person would just pack a bag and two more pounds of wine."
Song Sancheng thought for a while: "There's more. Tea leaves, do you also pack a pound of tea leaves? ”
After giving the tea bags to Boss Chang, I sold some trial packs here and there every day, but there wasn’t much left at all. But now people come to visit us and bring so many things. In addition, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu is very meticulous about their family's affairs...
Song Tan therefore nodded generously: "Okay, each person will carry a pound of tea."
She did. It can be seen that the five young people are unusual, they are probably bodyguards or personal assistants. At this moment, she told her father: "Just give five kilograms. The younger generation in their family does not need to give it."
Song Sancheng thought that their tea could now sell for 50,000 kilograms, so he returned the gift. Not shabby, I felt more relaxed now.
But if we look at price alone, 50,000 is more valuable...
He felt conflicted and heartbroken again.
The seventh cousin entered the main room and stared at the two boxes of ginseng. Then he shook his head and said:
"Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, really can't believe that his family is so rich. You Look, I’m willing to give away such a good wild ginseng.”
Song Sancheng was shocked and asked quickly: “Wild ginseng? Isn’t it very expensive?”
"Yes." The seventh cousin has also seen good things. He took a look at the ginseng and hesitated: "But I don't know the price, but for this quality, it is normal to sell it for one or two hundred thousand."
Wild ginseng is small in size, but judging from its shape, it is indeed wild. It is quite rare to find it. Nowadays, there are many wild ginseng in the forest. It not only tests your connections, but also your eyesight.
One or two hundred thousand? !
Song Sancheng gasped!
What kind of family is this? Their assets don’t exceed 100 million, right? Why are you so generous?
But it was true that he no longer felt sorry for his own tea in an instant.
Wu Lan discussed with his seventh cousin: "I've given you such a heavy gift, shall we do something good tonight?"
Hey, that's what I said!
"Who doesn't want to make a good meal? But do you have meat at home? Are you willing to kill chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep now?"
The seventh cousin asked her back.
Ulan was silent.
Because that would definitely be unacceptable.
Now that the chickens have grown up and can lay eggs when it’s warm, they plan to expand next year. The same goes for ducks, as well as cattle and sheep. They are still gaining weight in the middle of winter!
What a pity it would be to kill him!
Besides, won’t the pigs be killed in two days? It's as good as killing.
“That’s it!” Grandpa Qibiao was helpless:
"If there's no meat, you can eat whatever you want! No matter how grand it is, isn't it vegetarian? I don't think they would like the meat bought from outside."
Rich people, what good quality stuff? I haven’t tried it before, but what I want is the originality and simplicity. And when Wu Lan thought about how rich people traveled thousands of miles just to have a bite of ground-cooked rice, and how they drove ten hours from the imperial capital to come here to have a pig-killing feast... he could understand it now.
On the other hand, Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun looked at something amiss, and muttered:
“I wish that the party secretary is so humble. Look at this family, it’s extraordinary.”
Apart from anything else, that young man stood there like a javelin, so upright and familiar!
They have never seen it with their own eyes, but they have seen it a lot on TV.
Xin Jun was calm: "That's not good? Xiaozhu Party Secretary has a good relationship with us, and the better her family's conditions are, the more we will benefit. Why do you think so much?"
This That's true.
Zhang Yanping became cheerful again: "Isn't it normal for us to have a pig-killing feast and then help you when you have nothing to do in the future?"
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Qiao Qiao walking over holding a huge, freshly cut flat-top cabbage:
"Brother Yan Ping, the seventh cousin said that he wants me to help cook today, can you Are you going to feed some babies?”
Zhang Yanping doesn’t want to go.
"Let Mr. Xin go... Ouch! Ouch! I'm so tired!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Qiao sighed like a little adult and stopped talking: " Alas...forget it, I'll let my sister go."
Zhang Yanping didn't know why, but he sensed disgust in that sigh.
It shouldn’t be! It's not just today that he is lazy, he has always been so lazy... Why did he suddenly dislike it?
While I was thinking about it, I saw Party Secretary Xiao Zhu coming down the mountain with a group of people.
The seventh cousin hurriedly came out and asked: "Do you have any taboos?"
He reminded: "I dare to cook with anything, cold, spicy and sweet. We have them all too.”
Xiao Li, who was following Lao Wang, opened his mouth to speak, but saw Lao Wang taking the lead: "No! Everyone here is in good health. They have no taboos and can eat anything."
Qibiao I thought for a moment, but didn’t really trust the kind words of this guest. He turned to look at Party Secretary Xiao Zhu:
“Tonight, I’ll make hand-shredded cabbage, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried shredded radish with oil residue, and sour sauce. Stir-fried beans with minced meat, and grill some fish...can you eat all these dishes?"
Xiao Zhizhu is almost drooling. Compared with the usual simple three dishes, one soup, four dishes and one soup, this is really a thoughtful gesture. At this moment, he nodded repeatedly: "It can be eaten!"
The seventh cousin then nodded: "Okay, then I’ll make a little less rice, so don’t hold back since you’ve just arrived.”
If you say you cook less, I'm afraid that's just because one person can eat as much as three people. After all, if you can’t eat enough, you can’t make people hungry either!
Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, quickly said: "I want to eat crispy rice with fermented bean curd!"
Cousin Seven remembered the gift they had just given, and nodded happily: "Okay, The fermented bean curd made last time was just enough to eat.
But Qiaoqiao finally squeezed in at this moment, and the wide gloves could barely hold the even bigger flat-top cabbage in his arms, and the boy's. His eyes were full of sincerity:
“Which one of you will help me break the cabbage? ”
He held up the tender green cabbage, which was bigger than his head, and recounted his newly learned knowledge with a smile:
"Seventh cousin said that tearing cabbage by hand is a test of skill. You can't use it. Cut with a knife. It smells like metal and won’t taste good when fried..."
Update 3, good night! Good morning, to be precise. I am so tired that I nod my head. If there are any typos, I will correct them tomorrow...
(End of this chapter)