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

Three large pots of rice, less than one pot in total.

This time, Lin Dong also had some experience, so he asked Lin Da Kui to cook several pots of rice.

When the rice was served, many city people present asked for a lot of the firewood rice crusts.

For example, Gao Chunhui's group of students asked for a whole big piece of rice crust, and the group ate it with relish.

Of course, there was nothing they could do about it, Gao Chunhui was the protagonist today, and she wanted to eat a piece of firewood rice crust.

What, do you still have an objection?

Of course, when it came to the last pot, Lin Dong asked Uncle Da Kui to save a piece of rice crust for him, so that he could eat it later when he had time.

Twenty tables of guests quickly finished the three large pots of rice, and sat down at the table one by one impatiently.

"What are you standing there for? The meal has started!

Gao Yunfei, who was walking around, laughed and shouted

"Hey, honey, try this lamb chop."

Wang Jiandong picked up a piece of lamb chop for his wife. He was almost drooling and wanted to just eat it without caring about his wife.

But his wife just found out that he had some private money, so he had to appease her.

"Humph, don’t think that I won’t pursue you just because you please me!"

"No, no, I think it tastes good. Try it first."

"Let's try it."

As soon as the lamb chops entered her mouth, Wang Jiandong's wife's eyes suddenly lit up.

"It was delicious. The lamb chops were stewed until soft and tasty, and they still had the original smell of lamb, but not too strong, just within my acceptable range."

After all, if you make lamb without the smell, it will taste a bit off.

"Moreover, the degree of stewing is just right, the meat and bones are almost separated, bite the meat and use a little force with your fingers to pull out the bones. Even the elderly can eat this without any effort."

"If this wasn't a feast cooked by a rural chef, and the mutton smell was so obvious, I would have almost thought that this meat was some barbecue stall, using other meat to pretend to be lamb chops. Well, husband, it's so delicious, I want more."

Nowadays, many barbecue restaurants are doing the business of passing off inferior goods as good ones.

For example, they use duck meat, rat meat and other things, marinate them with some seasonings, and then wrap them with mutton fat.

When the mutton fat is roasted out during the barbecue, the mutton smell emitted by the mutton fat completely covers up the smell of other marinated meats.

Ordinary diners can't tell the difference at all.

There are even more outrageous things. Some barbecue restaurants privately soak other meats in sheep urine first. The mutton smell is simply awesome, and it is more restored than the original flavor. Wang Jiandong was relieved to see that his wife was eating happily. He was about to pick up the lamb chops for her. When he stretched out his chopsticks, he was suddenly stunned.

"Oh my god, where are the lamb chops?"

"If it's gone, eat other meat. Don't just stand there. Eat quickly. Everyone knows that the dishes cooked by this chef are delicious."

Wang Jiandong's wife hurriedly urged him, worried that her husband would not be able to grab food later.

In that case, she would have to go back and cook for him.

In that case, her husband should be very touched, right?

"Don't worry, your husband is well prepared. Let's eat!!"

He deliberately ate only a little bit of the food his wife cooked in the morning. He was hungry all day.

If he couldn't eat as much as others, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

Wang Jiandong didn't care about his wife and started to eat.

As soon as the food entered his mouth, his appetite seemed to be opened.

The taste of this banquet was completely different from that of the hotel.

Many dishes in the hotel were seasoned too much, and the proportion of oil was too high. They smelled good and tasted good.

But after eating for a while, you will feel sick and can't eat anymore.

Even if the portion of other people's dishes is small, you can't eat much at all, and there will often be leftovers on a table.

Wang Jiandong had no appetite for a long time because he ate too much food in the hotel.

Before that, he almost had no feeling for food.

But now, he experienced the strong taste again.

Delicious!

I can finish three more bowls!

"Hmm, honey, this pickled radish is really appetizing, you should try it now."

"Hey, this steamed pork with rice flour is also delicious. All the oil in the pork belly is absorbed by the flour, which makes it fat but not greasy. The flour is not finely ground, and the graininess is very strong. It tastes just right in the mouth. Master Lin is really good."

"Hiss, this beef brisket is so delicious that even my old man can eat it. Wow, this lamb foot is also stewed to the bone."

""Fuck, it's delicious anyway, eat quickly, wife!"

His wife didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, and just kept eating. Is eating more important than a husband?

She won't die without her husband, but she will definitely die if she doesn't eat!

Not only the two of them, but also Wang Dongcheng, who was sitting at Gao Chunhui's table, was almost moved to tears.

"Woohoo, my parents really behaved like human beings this time and were willing to take me out to eat delicious food."

"This trip was not in vain."

Jiro Wang's eyes were really wet.

Why are there tears in his eyes? It's because he remembered the fear of being dominated by his mother's cooking skills.

""Dongcheng, why are you crying? Look at this child, he is so pitiful. I'm afraid he has never eaten anything good at home. No wonder he is so thin."

Gao Chunhui sighed and immediately put two lamb chops into his bowl.

"Come, Master Lin's cooking is delicious. You need to eat more to make up for it. Don't say that we alumni treat you unfairly."

"That's right, Jiro Wang, try this, it's delicious"

"Yes, there is also this braised pork belly, which is really amazing. I, who never eat fatty meat, feel it is super delicious. Okay, you can have a piece too."

"Well, this braised pork is also a must, get a piece."

Other students saw this and felt that Jiro Wang was a bit pitiful.

They put steamed pork with rice flour, stewed turtle, braised beef brisket and other dishes into his bowl.

Suddenly, Jiro Wang's ordinary bowl had become as tall as a hill.

Jiro Wang was stunned. It's not that his family didn't have delicious food.

There were seafood abalones, and his family had even eaten bear paws before.

But no matter how delicious the ingredients were.

High-end ingredients would become poisonous under his mother's simple cooking skills, and become the kind that you wouldn't want to eat a second bite after taking a bite.

But the old mother had a very bad temper. If you dared to show any dissatisfaction after eating, she would cry in front of you.

The father and son had suffered from their mother for a long time.

What's more miserable is that the father and son don't know anything about kitchen matters.

This is even more miserable.

"Thank you, thank you, you guys should eat quickly, or the food will taste bad if it gets cold."

Wang Dongcheng looked at the big bowl of delicious food, and tears of emotion immediately flowed from the corners of his mouth.

He was just worried that he couldn't get it from these guys, but he didn't expect them to be so enthusiastic. These people are too nice.

Seeing this, Gao Chunhui laughed and immediately buried her head in eating.

At another table, Gao Hongling sat at the same table with her father.

When she put the first piece of lamb chop into her mouth, she was stunned for a moment.

It was delicious.

Soft and tasty, with a light bite and pull, the bones and meat were easily separated.

This craftsmanship is too amazing.

"Hongling, how is it?"

Uncle Gao had seen Lin Dong's cooking skills this morning, so he said confidently.

"Very good, I'll try the others."

Gao Hongling began to taste other dishes.

She has been a foodie since she was a child, but the cooking skills of her family are average.

As for the food in the big hotel, after she ate it several times when she was a child, she felt that the taste was almost the same, so her enthusiasm gradually faded.

When she graduated from high school, Gao Hongling had already visited all the streets and alleys in Longjiang City, and she knew many snacks by heart.

Some classmates who like to eat more would ask Gao Hongling where the dishes are delicious before the weekend.

She was even more like this when she went to college in another place, and she had almost explored some local snacks.

However, she was busy with work in recent years, and she didn't have the heart to eat this.

At this time, when several delicious dishes entered her mouth, Gao Hongling felt a strange feeling in her heart.

This Master Lin seems to be pretty good.

To be able to cook so delicious dishes, he must love this profession.

A person who can love his own profession is generally not too bad inside.

After a few minutes, Gao Hongling took a deep breath, pursed her lips slightly, glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and smiled brightly.