The big feast in the countryside starts with the pig slaughtering meal

""Dongzi, how did you cook this pig's offal? It's the same pot, why are the things made by different people so different?"

Aunt Juhua, who had helped Lin Dong light the fire before, asked a question in her spare time.

Even when she was eating, she stared at the dishes on the table, fearing that others would take all of them.

"Aunt Juhua, don't ask me about your cooking skills. Why would Dongzi tell you? When he was cooking, you were actually lighting the fire in front of the stove with your own eyes!

Aunt Juhua glared at the person who was speaking when she heard this.

"Yes, yes, yes, you are the only one who can do it, right? Can’t you shut your mouth when eating?"

"Hehehe, Auntie, if you can give me the food you picked up, you might be able to shut me up."

""Roll, roll, roll, a toad is looking for a frog, an ugly person is looking for a flower, what are you dreaming of?"

Listening to Aunt Juhua arguing with others, everyone at the table couldn't help but laugh.

Although this was a funeral, the old man was celebrating his death, so there was no taboo for everyone to have fun.

"I want to ask a question. What do you think of Dongzi's dish?

Lin Dejiang took the opportunity to ask a question and wanted to hear everyone's opinions.

"You are eating so much that your chopsticks are not stopping. Why are you pretending to be so great? If Dongzi's food is not delicious, can you eat like this?"

Aunt Juhua said something to Lin Dejiang.

Everyone nodded in agreement, agreeing with Aunt Juhua's statement.

"Just look at this table, who among the people eating here can say that the food tastes bad?"

"Not only that, the taste of this dish is even better than what Dongzi’s grandfather cooked. I have never eaten pig offal that tastes like this since I was a child. Uncle Dejiang, hasn’t the family found a chef yet? I think Dongzi can do it!!"

"Yes, I hadn't thought of it until you mentioned it. Dongzi is even better than his teacher. If he becomes the chef at home, the guests who come to eat here will definitely not be able to say that these dishes taste bad."

"Right, right, right. We just haven’t found a chef to cook the banquet yet. Here’s one ready-made.

Before Lin Dejiang could bring it up, everyone at the table took the initiative to introduce Lin Dong, thinking that his cooking skills were simply amazing.

"Actually, I mentioned this to Dongzi this morning, but he insisted on cooking a pig-killing dinner and letting everyone judge the taste before I decided whether to invite him to cook."

"Since you all think the taste is good, then it's settled."

"Dongzi, I'm sorry to bother you this time."

"Uncle, you are welcome. Since you think I am ok, I will definitely show my best and will never let you down."

In rural areas, weddings and funerals are very particular.

If the host invites a chef with poor cooking skills, or the estimated amount of food is not enough, people will not eat enough when they come to the banquet, or the food tastes average.

In private, people will complain about what your host did.

This kind of complaint is widespread and far-reaching.

Most rural families don't want to bear the spit of others.

"Then after we finish eating, we will decide what dishes to cook so that we can have someone buy the food."

"No problem, I have some ideas, I'll just wait and see what you choose." When a chef cooks, he must put the dishes out and see how the owner chooses, and then give corresponding suggestions.

"Okay, haha, I knew Dongzi was very reliable. He looks like a chef. Come on, eat all the dishes quickly. Uh, how come they are all eaten up?"

Lin Dejiang hadn't finished the rice in his bowl yet. Just now, someone took advantage of the gap when he was talking and took all the dishes on the table.

Not only this table, but also the table next to it was eaten cleanly, not even the vegetarian dishes were left.

"Hiss, Dongzi, your cooking skills are really amazing. The portions of these dishes are quite large, so there will always be some leftovers."

Lin Dejiang looked around the table, looking helpless.

"Forget it, I'll make some meat and vegetable juice. This stuff is also a soulful way to eat rice."

Lin Dong himself was not full, so he quietly came to the stove and took out a large piece of firewood rice crust that Aunt Juhua had left for him before, and took out a small bowl of green pepper and shredded pork. The green pepper and lean meat are fried with appetizing colors, and they are actually super delicious, the taste of the table.

Lin Dong picked up the green pepper and shredded pork with chopsticks, put it on the fragrant firewood rice crust, spread it evenly, and then folded the rice crust.

The green pepper and shredded pork were completely wrapped by the rice crust.

When you take a bite, the crispy firewood rice crust, plus the slightly spicy and delicious green pepper and shredded pork, the feeling on the taste buds explodes directly!

"Delicious!"

Aunt Juhua had saved a piece of rice crust for herself before, and now she and Lin Dong were happily eating the rice crust with meat.

"Dongzi, if you hadn't gone to college before and had become a chef here, you would have been famous in our town a long time ago!"

Aunt Juhua felt that being famous in the town was already a great thing.

"Aunt, what are you talking about? If I dared not to study and come to burn the banquet, the old man would beat me to death."

"Now it's just right for you to cook banquets in our countryside."

Lin Dong smiled happily. Although college students are great in the countryside, there are college students everywhere in the country. If you go out into society and mess around for a lifetime, you never know what you will become.

If you can do a good job in cooking banquets in the countryside, maybe it will be good! But he is a wall-hanger, so he must have dreams.

For example, he should first establish a base in the countryside.