Golden Fishing Village

After returning home, Ao Muyang made a few phone calls and called Ao Fugui, Ao Mudong, Ao Mucheng and others to set up the tent together.

There are many weddings in the countryside, and relatives have to come to help with red and white weddings. The fishing village has a large family and many relatives. Once they get together, the ten tables cannot be accommodated.

There are too many banquets to fit in the house, so they have to move outside to the yard.

Because it is too close to the sea, the weather is unpredictable and it may rain at any time, so if you want to hold a banquet, you have to set up a tent. There are some rules for setting up a tent for a wedding banquet, which requires professionals to handle it.

Ao Mudong hangs out at home every day and has many friends from all walks of life. After answering Ao Muyang's call, he smiled and said, "Hey, Longtou, you don't need to worry about this. I'll take care of it for you. One of my brothers specializes in this."

Ao Muyang said, "Is there anyone who specializes in this? Specializing in setting up tents?"

Ao Mudong said, "Of course. There are 360 ​​professions, and there are top talents in every profession. If you think about it carefully, as long as we ordinary people are willing to study hard, we can find a way to make money. We can't guarantee that we can buy a car or a house, but we can have enough food and clothing."

Early in the morning, Ao Muyang began to prepare the dishes for the banquet. Song Qiumin came to help. Seeing him busying with his sleeves rolled up, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Brother Xiaoyang, your star-rated hotel has become a folk chef. How do you feel about it?"

Ao Muyang said, "You must feel comfortable. How wonderful it is to work for our own people? It's much more comfortable than working in a hotel, Come and help me, sister-in-law. I just ordered two pieces of meat to be delivered. Please clean it up for me."

He was preparing wine and meat when Ao Mudong called.

Because he was the one who took the lead in setting up the account, he had to go over and follow up.

A small van stopped at the door of Ao Qianlai's house. Ao Mudong was smoking and chatting with a young man.

After Ao Muyang went over, Ao Mudong patted the young man's shoulder heavily and said, "Longtou, this is my buddy. He can weld and cut, and he has brains. Don't worry about him. "

"What's your name, brother?" Ao Muyang took out a box of Zhonghua cigarettes and stuffed it directly into his hand.

The young man was flattered: "Brother, no need, Brother Dong gave me a cigarette."

Ao Mudong patted his shoulder again and said: "Take the dragon head, dragon head, this is Tiezi."

Ao Muyang said: "Yes, you said it, but what is your Tiezi's name?"

"He is called Tiezi."

Ao Muyang: "..."

Ao Fugui and his group also came. Ao Mucheng also took ropes, steel wires, canvas and other things from home. After entering the door, he said: "Who has bamboo? Get a batch of bamboo to use as a support. I can do the rest."

Tiezi said with a cigarette in his mouth: "Brother, you don't need your stuff. I have all the goods here."

He opened the door of the minivan, and there were steel pipes inside. These steel pipes had joints, either elbows or fasteners. From the joints, the tent frame was assembled.

This is simple, just like building blocks. Several people cooperated with each other under the command of Tiezi, and a steel frame stood in the yard.

Ao Muyang shook the frame with his hand and nodded, "Wow, it's strong enough."

"Definitely strong." Tiezi kicked it directly, and the iron frame shook slightly, but it was very strong.

After the frame was built, the canvas had to be hung on it. This was called a wedding cloth, which was bright red and had the word "happiness" and some mandarin duck patterns on it.

Tiezi stepped on the ladder and hung lanterns on the frame. After the power was turned on, the red light flashed. He also hung flash balls on the frame. As the laser light radiated, the festive atmosphere in the shed suddenly became strong.

Originally, Ao Muyang expected that it would take more than half a day to set up the tent. In his impression, the tents built for weddings in his hometown were supported by bamboo frames, and tarpaulins were placed on them piece by piece, and then various leaks and deficiencies were checked and filled.

With Tiezi's help, Ao Muyang had more free time and could concentrate on preparing for tomorrow's banquet.

For him, this was very simple. He had helpers, and the women in the neighborhood were all his helpers.

Starting from the afternoon, Ao Muyang packed chickens, ducks, fish and meat to Ao Qianlai's home.

Ao Qianlai's family still used the old-fashioned earthen stove. Qianlai's grandmother specifically said: "Brother Xiaoyang, let me change a set of cooking utensils for you. You are not used to this stuff, right?"

Ao Muyang came with some boxes. He opened the box and found a set of Fotile cooking utensils inside, including pots, pans, stoves, range hoods, etc.

Patting the brand new cooking utensils, he said, "I have prepared this for you."

Granny Qianlai touched her shriveled pocket and asked, "Hey, how much is this?"

Ao Muyang smiled and said, "Don't worry about the price. I will leave it to you after I use it up and put it in the kitchen. I won't give you any wedding money. Just treat it as a wedding gift for Uncle Qianlai."

Granny Qianlai waved her hands again and again, "No, no, how can this be? You are a master chef in the kitchen, and you don't need to give wedding money."

Ao Muyang said, "Okay, grandma, we are all relatives from the same ancestor, why are you talking so much? I will arrange these, you just go and borrow tables, chairs and benches to set them up."

In early April, the weather warmed up, and Ao Qianlai picked a random date for his wedding. As a result, he was lucky. The weather was very good, the sun was shining, and the sea breeze was warm. Many people took off their coats and put on only a single piece of clothing.

Ao Qianlai's family had no money, and the identity of his daughter-in-law could not be exposed, so everything was kept simple at the wedding.

A string of firecrackers was set off in the morning. After the firecrackers fell, Ao Muyang came in, tied on an apron and started to work.

Ao Fugui came in with a cigarette in his mouth and said, "Uncle Qianlai has found a good day. This is a good day. His relationship will definitely be smooth in the future."

A woman in the village laughed and said, "His relationship will definitely be smooth, but you, Fugui, your uncle Qianlai has found a wife, when will you find one? Where will your relationship go?"

Ao Fugui was immediately furious: "Damn, can you not say such sad words on a happy day?"

The people around him laughed.

Ao Muyang was preparing to steam pork elbows. Ao Zhiyi came over to take a look and said, "Yangzi, can you control this big pot? I think you are not in good shape."

Folk chefs are almost all the same, with big shoulders and waists and muscles in their arms. Because cooking in the folk is not like cooking in hotels, the intensity of the chefs' work is very high, and they cannot do this job if their physical fitness is not good enough.

Ao Muyang smiled and said, "Village chief, you are old and your eyesight is blurry. How can I be healthy? Ask the guys in our village, how is my body?"

Ao Mudong stood up and said, "You should ask those dog coins in Wangjia Village. They were beaten to a pulp by Longtou at that time, so they must know the best about Longtou's body."

Ao Zhiyi wanted to make trouble, but Qianlai's grandmother came over and pulled him away: "Come with me, I have something to discuss with you. You are Qianlai's uncle, you have to be his witness."