The number one scholar is a piece of shit that everyone wants

Most of those who went up the mountain later had seen yam on the mountain but had never eaten it. However, they still trusted Qian Lizheng very much. After the initial shock and curiosity, they stopped talking and dug quickly with all their might.

No one expected that so many yams could be dug out from under this large patch of vines. They were piled up and almost formed a small yam mountain.

In the end, they filled the six large baskets that the villagers brought, which required two people to carry. In addition, they also tied eight bundles of yam with vines and carried them on the backs of the villagers. It was estimated that there were at least ten yams in each bundle.

Ye Fanxing looked at the fork in the road ahead and took the initiative to say, "Uncle Lizheng, um... I'll go back first. You know that my family can't do without someone right now."

Not only did they confiscate the things, but they also asked him to go to the ancestral hall to help divide the spoils?

He won’t do that. He’s not that magnanimous!

When Qian Lizheng heard this, he realized that it had indeed been some time since Xing Ge'er had been out, and all the people who worked in his family had been taken up the mountain by him. If Xing Ge'er didn't go back, he was afraid that the kid from the Song family would definitely be worried.

"Well, go back first, but you have to be the chef tonight. The whole village will have a yam feast together in the ancestral hall tonight."

"..."

After saying this, without waiting for Ye Fanxing's consent, Qian Lizheng put his hands behind his back and led the villagers to the ancestral hall.

As soon as they separated, some gossipers who had taken advantage of the situation started to talk behind their backs.

"Look at Xing'er and Zao'er. They still have so many yams in their backpacks. Why did you let them take them back like that?"

"They are all short-sighted people..."

When Qian Lizheng heard this, he immediately became angry. With a dark face, he said coldly without even turning his head, "I think you are the ones who are short-sighted. If I hear anyone say this again, no one will get the yam."

Before Qian Lizheng could say anything else, those who were gossiping were pulled back to the team by their family members and started to be educated on the word "love".

Most of them did not include the things in Ye Fanxing and Zao Ge'er's backpacks. After all, they all knew when they went up the mountain that Xing Ge'er found these things according to what Song Haoming said.

Xing Ge'er and his friends did not keep it all for themselves, but asked the village head to confiscate it for the public. This can only show that they have kind hearts.

Looking at it from another angle, if this happened in your own home, you would definitely not agree to confiscation.

As for why no one dared to attack the big wild boar, the reason was very simple. They still had some dignity. Meat was not something that could be eaten casually these days.

On the way back, Ye Yushan thought about it and discussed with Brother Zao: "Let's sell the wild boar meat directly in the village. Uncle Lizheng said he would treat the whole village to a yam banquet tonight. We should bring some wild boar meat over and let the villagers taste it."

Before Zao Ge'er could agree, Ye Fanxing objected, "Brother Yushan, it's not worthwhile to sell meat in the village. Wild boars are full of treasures. Their skin, skull, hooves, and gallbladder can all be used as medicine. Why don't you use my mule cart to take the wild boar to Baohetang? You will definitely be able to sell it for a good price."

He paused, then added: "If you want to express your gratitude, just go to Zhang the butcher and weigh a few pounds of meat."

When he heard that he could earn more money, Zao Ge'er nodded happily.

The three of them returned to the Song family while talking, and saw Xiao Nan squatting in front of the big wild boar with a curious look on her face, occasionally poking the wild boar with her little finger.

Song Haoming, who was sitting in the courtyard, looked Ye Fanxing up and down carefully. Ye Fanxing, who was laughing heartlessly because of Xiao Nan'er's childish behavior, said helplessly, "You're back."

Ye Fanxing looked at the dreamy Song Haoming in the sunset, and her heart was moved for a moment, and she nodded in panic.

As he took off the backpack on his back, he said, "Uncle Lizheng is going to invite the whole village to a yam feast at the ancestral hall tonight, and he wants me to be the chef. There are so many people..."

As he spoke, he blinked vigorously a few times, then handed a yam stick covered in mud to Song Haoming.

Song Haoming knew this thing. It turned out that Ye Fanxing was planning to feed the whole village like pigs this time!

Qian Lizheng asked Qian Xiangwen to ring the big bronze gong in the ancestral hall to summon the whole village to gather.

Before long, everyone gathered in front of the ancestral hall. Qian Lizheng stood on the steps and said loudly: "Today, Xing Ge'er found a kind of food called yam in the mountains. This thing is durable in storage and very filling when eaten."

As he spoke, Qian Lizheng raised the yam stick in his hand and waved the yam vine. Many people present recognized these two things and started talking about them.

When Ye Fanxing and the others arrived, the ancestral hall was in such a mess.

Qian Lizheng quickly pulled Fanxing up and asked him to explain to everyone how to eat yam.

Who made Xing Ge'er say so much at that time, but he only remembered that it could fill his stomach and last for a long time to be stored!

Ye Fanxing picked up a yam stick and explained while demonstrating: "Some people are allergic to the juice of this thing. When stir-frying it raw, you need to peel it. We will stick a chopstick on one end..."

When Song Haoming heard Ye Fanxing say that all the things he said were heard from him, he really wanted to ask, when did I say that?

But then she thought again, Xing Ge'er was different, and she was afraid that she might have to take a lot of blame for him in the future. She could only sigh resignedly, because he was her husband after all.

With so many people, if we were to prepare a home-cooked meal, it would probably take until the evening just to prepare the food.

Thinking of this, Ye Fanxing thought of the simplest method, which is to cook porridge - yam, corn, sweet potato and lean meat porridge!

He carried the sweet potatoes from home. Most of the compensation given to him by the Ye family were sweet potatoes, so he didn't feel bad about giving them away.

The lean meat comes from Zao Ge'er's family, and the corn grits come from the family of the great ancestral hall.

As for the yams, there is no need to explain. They were all dug out from the mountain today.

Ye Fanxing first asked Qian Lizheng to find someone to boil water in the three large pots in the ancestral hall.

Then, he found six aunts or uncles who were nimble and had them peel the yams and sweet potatoes, and then cut them into small pieces of similar size.

Afterwards, he and Shu Ge'er washed the small chaff together and then soaked it in warm water for more than ten minutes.

Zao Ge'er first cuts the lean meat into thin strips, then blanches it in water and sets it aside.

After everything was ready, Ye Fanxing directed the division of the ingredients into three portions and put them into the pot one by one, and asked several strong men to stir with extra-large spoons from time to time to prevent the bottom from getting stuck.

From a distance, Song Haoming couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

If he didn't know what ingredients were put in the pot, and the aroma that came from time to time, he really thought that Ye Fanxing was directing everyone to cook pig food!