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

The villagers of Wangjiazhuang sat at the table, waiting for the food to be served.

The group of people who came early had been waiting all morning, and they were already hungry, and some villagers with many hearts went to Wang Laoliu's house early to get a steamed bun and smell the fragrance and eat two bites first, which barely supported it.

"Why don't you serve the food yet!This time flies so slowly

!" "Yes! I feel that this half day seems to be so difficult

after a month!" "I knew that I would eat at home, and I wanted to eat more of Master Zhao's dishes on an empty stomach, but who would have thought that ......" "Don't

say it, save some energy! Drink some water first!" The

guests at more than 20 tables looked at Zhao Chong in unison, and their eyes were intentionally or unintentionally aimed at a plate of dishes on the table.

"Wow......

" While the villagers were waiting for the feast to begin, a child suddenly cried,

"Why is this child?" The aunts around the table heard this cry and looked over one after another.

"Maybe I'm hungry!" a woman in her thirties smiled embarrassedly, "It's not like I'm in a hurry to eat, and I didn't give breakfast to the children." "

Hungry? Nonsense, I saw it all just now, obviously you pinched it!" A big man next to him stared at the woman and said, "Are you hungry for yourself, and deliberately want the child to order food."

"No, don't talk nonsense. The woman's face turned red, and she defended herself with a white face.

"No, bean sprouts, did you say your mother pinched you? The person next to him continued to tease.

"Hmm!" the child, who was called Bean Sprouts, looked at his mother fiercely, "Mom, pinch me, bad...... It hurts!"

"Hahahaha!" The

people around him burst out laughing when they heard it.

"What are you talking nonsense, child?" the woman slapped the child's buttocks.

Watching the woman beat her child, the surrounding villagers laughed again.

No one said anything, everyone was a villager, and when they looked up and didn't look down, the smile passed.

Wang Laoliu's family stood in the courtyard, looking at the wolf-like eyes of the people around them, and couldn't help but tremble their legs.

"This posture, I feel like they can't wait to eat me!" Wang Lao Liu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with palpitations, "Fortunately, our daughter-in-law is sensible and has prepared some more dishes, otherwise, I'm afraid we will finish the calf today

!" "Dad, you now know how popular Master Xiao Zhao is!" Wang Defa said excitedly, "If it weren't for Master Xiao Zhao, no one would have moved around in Wangjiazhuang in our house, and now it is estimated that there will be more people visiting the door in the future." "

Old man, this time I want to wrap a bigger red envelope for Master Zhao, after all, people have done us a great favor!" Wang Defa's mother pulled Wang Lao Liu and admonished.

"Don't worry, we're not errand boys. Wang Lao Liu nodded, and then looked at his phone. "When are we going to have a banquet?"

"Eleven-forty-five, it's all been calculated. Wang Defa said.

"Let's start the table quickly! If they don't open the table again, I guess they won't be able to sit still. Wang Lao Liu looked at the time, there was still a while, and he sighed helplessly and said.

This banquet is different from the big banquet held by other people, when I sat at the table before, I could eat some melon seeds, chatter, brag or something.

Today is different, the table full of people are waiting for the food to be served, as for the melon seeds and fruit plate on it, they just ate a little, after all, they all want to keep their stomachs to eat vegetables.

Time passed minute by minute, and I finally waited until 11:50.

"When the time comes, go and tell the table to start. Wang Lao Liu saw that the time was up, and hurriedly ran aside.

Soon, a middle-aged man walked up with a large bullhorn.

"Full moon seat, open the banquet!"

"All the folks are seated, now it's time to serve!" As

soon as the middle-aged man finished shouting, there was a burst of warm applause from the people around him.

More than half of this applause was for Zhao Chong's dishes, and the rest was for the big fat grandson of Wang Laoliu's family.

Wang Lao Liu and his family came up to the table with the dishes, and bursts of fragrance spread from Wang Lao Liu's house.

Ten miles of fragrance, not only the people of Wangjiazhuang, but also several villages around Wangjiazhuang have smelled the fragrance.

Zhaojiazhuang.

Someone had just finished eating and was out for a stroll when he happened to smell the fragrance.

"What's the matter? I just finished eating, why are I hungry again? This tastes so fragrant, how does it look like a dish made by

Master Xiao Zhao?" "It's made by Master Xiao Zhao, today's full moon banquet at Wang Lao Liu's house in the next village, didn't Master Xiao Zhao be invited?

"Alas, what a blessing, when will we be able to eat the food cooked by Master Zhao.

"Is there anyone else in our village who has a happy event? Why don't I remember whose kid is not engaged? When will he get married?"

The people around couldn't help but look in the direction of Wangjiazhuang, their faces full of envy.

Next door

, Yang Jianguo's family in Yangjiazhuang is also holding a banquet, and his son is also married, and he invited a full twenty tables.

In order to make this banquet beautiful, Yang Jianguo specially invited the best chef in town.

Yangjiazhuang has been one of the best developed villages in the whole town in recent years, and every household has made a lot of money with greenhouse vegetables.

Therefore, when Yang Jianguo's family held a wedding banquet, he was generous, and he spent 30,000 yuan just to invite the master who burned the banquet, and the dishes prepared were all big fish, big meat and seafood.

Those who came to Yang's house for a banquet saw such a sumptuous dish, and everyone ate it with relish.

But not long after, bursts of rich meat aroma reached Yang Jianguo's house, making those guests put down their chopsticks and look around curiously.

"Jianguo, what smells so

good? Do you still cook other dishes at home?" "That's right! You still have good dishes that don't come up, why don't you press the bottom of the box?" "Jianguo, aren't you

authentic? This is still hidden?"

Relatives and friends at other tables shouted at Yang Jianguo.

Hearing the words of these people, Yang Jianguo was also stunned.

What kind of

dishes? What kind of dishes do I have at home

? Aren't all twenty dishes ready?

Facing everyone's questions, Yang Jianguo couldn't help frowning.

"Friends and relatives, we have all the dishes, a total of twenty dishes. Hearing

Yang Jianguo's explanation, everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes.

"Nonsense, where does the smell come from when there is no food? This is like the smell of stewed meat. "

That's right! This

is the smell of meat, like the meat of the hand!" "No, don't we have the meat?" "It's not the smell

of this!" "How is it possible! I bet this is

the taste of the meat!" The surrounding villagers were all talking, originally thinking that Yang Jianguo had secretly left a hand, but they didn't expect it to be the taste of the food on their table.

So where did

the smell come from? Could it be that there are other big family banquets?

The people around got up one after another, smelling the smell coming from the air, and they were drunk.

"I remembered, in Wangjiazhuang in the village next door, Wang Lao Liu's house is also holding a big banquet, is it their taste.

"Wang Lao Liu, their family is not rich! How can they afford to invite a chef

to cook such fragrant dishes?" "Didn't Jianguo say that he invited the best chef? How can there be people who cook better food?" After

smelling this fragrance, the villagers who came to Yang Jianguo's house immediately felt that the food in front of them was not fragrant.

"Don't be stunned, everyone. Yang Jianguo saw that everyone put down their chopsticks and greeted warmly.

"I don't eat, I can't eat anymore, I feel full. A

middle-aged man took a sip of wine and sighed.

"Why are you full just now?" Yang Jianguo looked at the villagers confusedly.

It had only been less than ten minutes since the banquet began, and the food had just come up, and these people actually said that they were full

? Is your stomach only as small as an appetite?

"Don't eat, don't eat, I feel like I can't eat!" Someone put down his chopsticks and got up, turned around and walked out of Yang Jianguo's house.

Seeing someone leaving, the people around him also left one after another.

After these people walked out, they walked towards Wangjiazhuang one after another.

Soon

, Yang Jianguo's family was left with only his own family, staring blankly at the table full of dishes.

So, this

is gone? No one is gone