Travel back to ancient times and open a Sichuan restaurant

In the yamen, the county magistrate angrily threw the teacup in his hand away, hitting it right at the feet of the legal advisor who came in to report matters to him.

The lawyer remained calm, walked past the pile of debris and told the county magistrate what he had learned today, "...the county magistrate did not stay for long, and personally delivered the plaque and then left."

The county magistrate sneered, "He is alert. He knows that the superiors attach great importance to Xinghua Village, so he hurriedly sent things here, fearing that I would steal his political achievements."

"Sir, be careful, there are ears on the other side of the wall!" The lawyer reminded him, but the county magistrate did not think there was anything wrong with what he said. On the contrary, he felt that the yamen was his own territory, and he was not afraid even though the county magistrate was above him.

When he finished talking and walked out, the lawyer glanced calmly at Liu Gang who was standing at the door. The two exchanged a knowing look and then quickly separated, going about their business as if nothing had happened.

On the day of the banquet, there were so many people coming that they filled up a village. People from far away came early, and some came to help or just to make themselves known.

The banquet was held at Zhao Ganwei's home, but his kitchen was not big enough to accommodate all the people, so Zhong Ruyi lent them the kitchen in his workshop.

In preparation for that day's banquet, Zhao Ganwei asked Chen Dongzhi to go to Taohua Village to buy two big fat pigs, each weighing more than 120 kilograms. There were not many people raising pigs in Xinghua Village, only a few households, and it was not yet time to sell them, so they had to buy them from somewhere else.

The pig was brought back and slaughtered on the same day. The village butcher and several young men worked together.

The children were taken away with their eyes covered. It is better not to let them see such a bloody scene, lest they have nightmares at night and have to go to call the ghost back.

Since there is pork, chickens, ducks and geese are certainly indispensable. Zhong Ruyi has raised more than a hundred hens in the orchard. She has raised them for more than half a year. They are very tender and she can collect two baskets of eggs a day.

Zhong Ruyi was so distressed that she generously contributed twenty hens that had already started laying eggs. She planned to keep the rest until the Chinese New Year. In addition to eating at home, she would give one to each outstanding employee in the workshop, and she would have to keep the rest. After the Chinese New Year, she would ask the uncle who raised chickens to buy some more chicks.

Zhao Ganwei still felt that twenty chickens were not enough. There would be a lot of people coming. What if people said that he was so petty even though he received the plaque awarded by the county magistrate?

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and asked someone to go to Qianniu Village and buy twenty more chickens from Zhong Honghong. The two agreed that if there were any chickens left after the banquet, they could be returned.

The money for the purchase was raised spontaneously by the villagers, and thanks to the watermelon planting this year, every household had some extra money.

Even the laziest Wang Laizi's family could take out five taels of silver, and others took even more.

Zhong Ruyi alone was given one hundred taels to hold a banquet and build an ancestral hall.

There were a total of sixty-six households in the village, and they pooled together nearly twelve hundred taels of silver. As the village chief, Zhao Gan felt that he should set an example, so he took out eighty taels. His wife Aunt Wang also supported him, saying that this was a good thing and should be celebrated in a grand manner.

Before daybreak, the workers came. All the aunts working in the workshop were good at their jobs. They did not work today in order to prepare for the banquet.

The meat dishes include braised lion's head, steamed spare ribs with rice flour, pork with preserved vegetables, braised chicken with potatoes, stewed chicken with mushrooms, steamed fish, braised fish, spicy fried fish, etc. There are eighteen meat dishes. The ingredients used for the vegetarian dishes are all the villagers' own cabbage, bamboo shoots dug from the mountains, and mushrooms picked up. By putting together eight vegetarian dishes.

The wine consumed during the banquet was provided by Uncle Huang. There was peach blossom wine and plum wine suitable for the elderly and women, as well as strong liquor for grown men. They were lined up in the corner.

There were eighteen tables, with ten people sitting at each table. After someone finished eating, another person would come up. The dishes were not served all at once, so fruits and snacks were brought out first to satisfy their cravings, to prevent the wind from blowing in from the kitchen from making them drool all over the floor.

The first things served were two meat dishes and a vegetarian dish. Such dishes can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year, and at other times you can only think about them in your dreams.

But for the villagers of Xinghua Village who started making money last year, eating meat every two or three days is not a big deal. Some families who cannot save money only eat meat once a day.

Many people from other villages came here, all holding gifts in their hands, such as a pound of sugar, a dozen eggs, or a handful of vegetables. Xinghua Village welcomes them all. As long as you are here sincerely to congratulate and not to cause trouble, we will prepare good wine and food!

Zhao Ganwei was surrounded by several village heads from neighboring villages. He heard words of envy and sour words, but he was happy today and listened to everything, good or bad, without refutation. There was only a smile on his face, not a trace of impatience.

"Sure, sure! Ask your nephew to come over tomorrow! I still have some seeds left at home!"

"You said you want seedlings too? That's fine! When the time comes, write down those of you who want seedlings and seeds on a piece of paper and give it to me. I'll give you whatever you want!"

Several village heads said sourly, "Old Zhao, you are so arrogant now! You give me whatever I want? You were not like this before!"

"Yeah, before, when I came to you to talk about something, you didn't even give me lunch! Now you're so generous! You're really different!"

Zhao Ganwei smiled and raised his wine glass, saying, "Things are different now. Our Xinghua Village will be amazing in the future!"

Although others were extremely envious, they could not deny that what he said was true. Xinghua Village would only get better and better in the future, and they could only watch.

Thinking of this, the head of Qianniu Village, Zhuang Wenhua, looked around and asked, "Why don't I see the nobleman from the capital?"

Zhao Ganwei waved his hand and said, "Mr. Ding thought the banquet was too noisy, so he didn't come. He should rest in the inn in town now."

He suddenly thought of something, "Oh. By the way, Master Ding said that an agricultural official will come in two days. Do you want to invite people to learn together?" Agricultural official, agricultural official, isn't this a farmer's official? If he can be an official, he must have a lot of experience in farming. Maybe he can make the melons bigger and sweeter!

"Come!"

"Definitely come!"

The banquet lasted from noon to dark. During the banquet, Zhong Ruyi drank too much plum wine and felt the urge to urinate. He went to the toilet and came back to see a strange little girl standing behind Chen Dongzhi, talking to him with her body tilted with a cute look on her face.

But unfortunately, Chen Dongzhi was not someone who could understand these little tricks. He saw her come closer and frown and say something, but he couldn't hear clearly. He just saw that the little girl's face turned red.

After she walked over, the little girl stamped her feet and cursed in a coquettish tone, "You are an idiot who doesn't understand romance!" and then ran away.

Zhong Ruyi asked curiously, "What did you just say?"

"She wanted to sit in your seat but I refused. She smelled too strong and I said something to her, so she ran away." Chen Dongzhi answered honestly. In his opinion, it was normal for a girl to like incense, but it was a bit too much that the fragrance could be smelled within a kilometer radius. The person sitting next to her was really suffering.

Zhong Ruyi chuckled twice and said nothing. She sat down and continued to eat and drink. The alcohol content of this plum wine was very low. She didn't feel drunk at all after drinking it. It was sweet and very thirst-quenching!