I'm really not a god of food, I'm just a cook in the countryside.

In the following time, Zhao Chong has been helping the family work.

I thought that after passing the last time, there would be people who would find themselves to burn the big banquet one after another.

But three days have passed, and there has been no movement at all!

Although no one is looking for him to burn the big banquet, some people have come to tell Zhao Chong about the matchmaker.

Zhao Chong's mother was also confused, and when she heard about Zhao Chong's performance in burning the big seat, her eyes were different when she looked at Zhao Chong.

"Dad, you have nothing to teach Zhao Chong how to cook?" Zhao Chong's mother secretly came to Zhao Dongshan, who was stretching, and asked.

After a few days of recuperation, Zhao Dongshan's back injury has improved a lot, and now he can move a little.

"No!" Zhao Dongshan moved his body slightly and asked suspiciously. "What about

you, what about you? The wedding banquet of Dezhu's family, why did you let Zhao Chong go to cause trouble? In case it doesn't work, we still have to be poked in the back?" "Don't talk nonsense, is our son such an unreliable person?" Zhao Chong's mother glanced at Zhao Dongshan, "Let me tell you, now the people in the village praise Zhao Chong's craftsmanship is good, although I didn't go to Dezhu's wedding banquet that day, I heard that most of the people in our village went, and the housewarming banquet in Wangcai's family was compared." "

Is it?" Zhao Dongshan said in shock, "Is Zhao Dezhu popular?"

"What nonsense? This is the credit of our son." Zhao Chong's mother said proudly, "You don't know, I heard that everyone was waiting to eat our son's dishes that day." "

No, I've never taught him!" Zhao Dongshan said with a surprised expression, "I'm okay cooking in the cooking class, but it's far worse than those masters who cook big banquets." "

That is, our son is a genius in cooking!" Zhao Chong's mother said excitedly, "In the past few days, people have come to our house every day to talk about the matchmaker, and they are full of praise for our Zhao Chong?" "

This kid is out of the picture, better than his old son!" Zhao Dongshan looked at Zhao Chong, who was busy, and said with relief.

"That's not it!" Zhao Chong's mother said, "Don't pestle here, hurry up and rest, the corn will be harvested in the next few days, and I will have to find a car to pull the corn."

"My old waist can't help much!" Zhao Dongshan blamed himself.

"Okay, just don't make a mess!" Zhao Chong's mother gave a blank look. "Go, go, hurry up and rest!" Zhao

Chong cleaned up the yard next to him, the corn was almost ripe, although there was not much land at home, only about six or seven acres, but when the time came to harvest the bud rice, I was afraid that he would be busy for a few days.

But fortunately, the attribute points are added to the physical strength, and it can fully cope with these farm work.

Suddenly,

the sound of a tricycle came in from outside, and it stopped at the door of Zhao Chong's house.

"What's going on?" Zhao Chong heard a car parked at his door, and hurriedly walked outside.

When Zhao Chong walked out of the door, he found that a tricycle had stopped stalling.

A middle-aged man stepped out of the car, and when he saw Zhao Chong, a warm smile appeared on his face.

"Zhao Chong, you're at home!" the middle-aged man greeted Zhao Chong as he looked at him.

"Uncle Yuanshan, who are you?" Zhao Chong said in surprise as he looked at the tricycle loaded with corn.

"I happened to be harvesting corn in the field, and when I saw that your corn was ripe, I stopped by and gathered it for you. Zhao Yuanshan pointed to the corn on the tricycle and said, "Your corn is really big!"

Zhao Chong was dumbfounded when he heard it, he had planned to harvest corn the day after tomorrow, but he didn't expect Zhao Yuanshan to help them collect it.

"Uncle Yuanshan, what are you ......" Zhao Chong didn't know what to say.

"It's okay, they're all villagers, I heard that your father's back injury hasn't healed yet, isn't this coming to help?" Zhao Yuanshan didn't see it, and said enthusiastically, "Where to pour the corn?"

"This piece of open space is fine!" Zhao Chong pointed to a clearing in front of the door and said.

"Okay, you stand back!" Zhao Yuanshan said to Zhao Chong, and then got on the tricycle.

The tricycle started, drove to the clearing, and dumped the corn on the ground.

Before Zhao Chong could step forward to express his gratitude, another tricycle drove up behind him.

"Yuanshan, give way, let me pass!" The middle-aged man on the tricycle shouted at Zhao Yuanshan, "It's unloaded here, right

!" "Yes!" Zhao Chong nodded mechanically.

The third, fourth, and fifth cars also drove over, and Zhao Chong roughly counted them, and there were six tricycles helping their family harvest corn.

Soon, Zhao Chong's mother heard the voice and walked out.

"What's going on?" Zhao Chong's mother was also dumbfounded when she saw the tricycles that appeared one after another. "Whose family is harvesting corn?Why did you put it at our doorstep?"

"They said it was for our family!" Zhao Chong said in a daze.

"For our family?" Zhao Chong's mother became more and more surprised

, "What's going on?" "No, it's Uncle Yuanshan and they ......" Zhao Chong said helplessly, "I don't know what's going on, but I heard a voice come out and take a look, and found that Uncle Yuanshan still has a few people who helped us take back the corn." "

Oh, I'm so embarrassed about this!" Zhao Chong's mother showed an embarrassed look on her face when she heard this, "You wait here, let them stay for a meal later, I'll pick some vegetables, and then go buy some meat."

Before Zhao Chong could speak, he saw that his mother had already walked out with an electric car.

It's quite common to help out in the village, basically inviting people to a meal, if you give money, it seems to be raw, and most people won't ask for it.

Zhao Chong didn't expect that these people would be so enthusiastic about harvesting corn for themselves.

If Zhao Chong went to the field to harvest corn by himself, plus looking for a car and a machine to harvest corn, it would take an estimated day.

But now, completely saving him the trouble, six cars, it is estimated that one car and two trips will finish the corn harvest.

"It's so enthusiastic, it's a little overwhelming. Zhao Chong couldn't help but shake his head and began to clean up the corn on the ground.

Half an hour later, Zhao Yuanshan and his party drove to the door of their homes again.

After all the corn was harvested, Zhao Yuanshan and a few people came to Zhao Chong's side.

"Uncle Yuanshan, you sit down and rest!" Zhao Chong took out a few maza and handed them to Zhao Yuanshan, "Thank you so much today." "

Thank you, thank you, it's all from the villagers, I originally planned to give you a whole by myself, but these people have to interfere. Zhao Yuanshan looked at the few villagers around him with dissatisfaction.

"What's the matter?, have you contracted it alone?" another middle-aged man scolded with a smile, "I'm still classmates with Zhao Dongshan? Can I help with this favor?" "

My mother just said, have a meal here at night!" Zhao Chong took out a cigarette from the house and handed it to Zhao Yuanshan and a few people.

When several people heard about eating, their eyes lit up, and they all forgot to pick up the cigarettes handed over by Zhao Chong.