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

Early the next morning, Zhao Chong came to Zhao Jianye's house.

Although it was only four o'clock in the morning, Zhao Jianye's family had already gathered a lot of people.

Generally speaking, things like birthday banquets don't need other people's help at all, but when the time comes, just invite everyone to eat together.

But Zhao Jianye's father's birthday banquet was very grand and lively.

This is related to the fact that Zhao Jianye has made a lot of money, and his old man's 80th birthday is naturally open and lively.

Zhao Jianye not only held 50 large tables, but also invited a performance team, and when the time comes, everyone can watch the performance while eating.

This made the people in the village can't help but give Zhao Jianye a thumbs up, and now that he has made money, he can be so filial, and there are too few people who are willing to spend money on his family.

Not only is Zhao Jianye a good person, but Zhao Jianye's daughter-in-law and son are also very good to the elderly.

Although I live in the city, I come back a few times every few months to see it.

This made the other old people in the surrounding villages very envious.

"Brother, you are really blessed! Raised a good son!

"Brother, I envy you! Not only does Jianye have such a good son, but Master Xiao Zhao will cook a big banquet for you, and when I have a birthday banquet, I will also have to invite Master Xiao Zhao to go out of the mountain. "

Brother, this birthday banquet is beautiful!"

After a while, several old men and old ladies came to Zhao Jianye's house and talked with Zhao Jianye's old father.

"Hahaha! This is Master Xiao Zhao to give face. Zhao Jianye's father said with a smile. At noon, all the brothers and sisters came to the feast. I leave the best position to you. "

Haha, that's great, thank you brother!"

"This Xiao Zhao's craftsmanship, I will never forget it after eating it last time."

"Brother, I'm relieved to have your words."

After hearing Zhao Jianye's father's words, the people around had smiles on their faces.

The main purpose of their coming is to celebrate Zhao Jianye's father's birthday, and second, to let Zhao Jianye's father leave a place for them.

Otherwise, when the banquet began, a few of them with old arms and legs would not be able to snatch the young people at all.

Now as long as Zhao Chong burns a big feast, not only young people are willing to eat, but children and the elderly will compete with a group of adults to eat.

After chatting with Zhao Jianye's father, these old people had no intention of leaving.

After Zhao Jianye's father saw this, he had no choice but to invite them into the house.

These people were not polite, and sat at home drinking water slowly.

It's not yet six o'clock, and there are still many hours before the birthday feast begins.

Some people have come to Zhao Jianye's house one after another to wait, these people are not in a hurry, everyone brings their own small stools, squatting at the door of Zhao Jianye's house, greedily smelling the fragrance of Zhao Chong's cooking.

Zhao Chong took out the boiled pig's head, and after a night of seasoning and marinating, there was a burst of fragrance as soon as he took it out.

The pork head is to be boiled first and then smoked, and the reason why Zhao Chong added the marinated step is just to make the whole pig head look more flavorful.

Bring the heat to a boil, sprinkle a layer of brown sugar on the bottom of the pot, and slowly heat over low heat.

As the iron pot continues to heat up, the brown sugar turns into sugar water, and then wisps of smoke come out.

At this time, Zhao Chong's pig's head was placed on top of the iron pot and smoked with the smoke rising from the brown sugar.

Soon, the whole pig's head was coated with a layer of red, and the smoking time increased, and the red color on the whole pig's head became extremely bright.

Judging from the color alone, it is a rare delicacy.

Zhao Chong put the smoked pig's head aside, and the aroma of meat and the smell of smoked meat slowly came.

The scent soon reached the noses of the surrounding villagers, and everyone couldn't help but sniff hard.

"Does it taste like roast meat? Oh my God, this is the taste of roast meat that I ate when I was a kid.

"It smells so good, I've never smelled such fragrant roast meat!"

"Master Zhao's craftsmanship is first-class! I'm ashamed of selling roast meat, so I smashed the roast stall when I went back, and I never touched roast meat again. Those

who were squatting outside the door looked into the courtyard. When they saw the pig's head on the table, they couldn't help but drool.

"I now feel that watching Chef Xiao Zhao cook is a kind of torture, and this smell makes me itch in my heart!"

"Who's to say it isn't! Master Xiao Zhao seems to be making not a dish, but a heavenly delicacy, and it is our blessing that we can eat it once.

"I feel that if I eat the dishes made by Master Xiao Zhao once, I can live for ten more years."

"I can't stand it for a long time."

Soon, more and more people gathered at Zhao Jianye's house, and soon there were more than 200 people.

These people stared at Zhao Chong one by one, wishing that Zhao Chong could use his magic power to finish all the dishes, and then the time passed quickly, and he would quickly forward to the opening table.

As the minutes passed, more and more people came.

The scent that came out of the yard from time to time made them feel like they were tormented.

These smells are like kittens, tickling their hearts.

Adults can control it, but children can't control it at all.

"Daddy! I want to eat, I want to eat! A little boy couldn't help but struggle and shouted.

If his father hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid he would have rushed out long ago. Ran inside and ate and drank.

"Don't make a fuss, be good, eat potato chips!" The middle-aged man took the potato chips and handed them to the little boy and comforted him.

"No, I don't!" The little boy knocked off the potato chips in the middle-aged man's hand with one hand and cried out.

"You're disobedient, aren't you?" The middle-aged man was simply inconsolable, "So many people are waiting, what's the matter, are you special?" "

No, I want to eat, I want Brother Zhao Chong's cooking!" The little boy rolled on the ground and cried.

"Eat a fart! If you make trouble again, I'll throw you out. The middle-aged man kicked the little boy in the ass and shouted angrily.

"No, I don't want to go back!" When the little boy heard this, he immediately stopped crying.

"Alright, don't hit the kid!" The people around him spoke up one after another. "What about people's birthday banquets? You make your child cry! What is this called? The

middle-aged man grabbed the child over: "If you are not honest again, I will throw you home, don't think about eating today." The

other children wanted to eat something by crying, but when they saw what happened to the little boy, they all dismissed the idea.

As long as they make a fuss, I'm afraid they will end up like that little boy.

At this time, several cars stopped in front of Zhao Jianye's house.

A few middle-aged people with big bellies stepped out of the car, and when they saw the hundreds of people in front of them, they were dumbfounded.

"This, is this here to eat or to fight?"