Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

Lin went to the workshop at the back to drink some water and began to lead people in preparing lunch.

Of course, wine is indispensable for a banquet. The main table in the yard is served with Bailizui bought from Ruyi Restaurant, and outside is served with water wine that costs 100 coins per jar, and each table has a jar.

Eating just dumplings was too bland, so Lin prepared six dishes and a soup. She bought a whole pig in advance and asked Cuicui to braise the meat last night. She washed the rest of the offal and added cabbage and tofu to make a pig-killing dish. She used the remaining bones to make soup.

This is two dishes and one soup, both with meat.

The remaining four dishes are spinach with vermicelli, stir-fried mushrooms with garlic sprouts, hot and sour beans, and the last dish is steamed crab.

The crabs were delivered yesterday evening. There wasn't enough for each person, but half a crab was enough.

The five stoves in the workshop played their advantage. Cuicui cooked at one stove, Yu and Lichun blanched the food respectively, and crabs were steamed at the other stove.

Mrs. Lin and Old Lady Cui led a few aunts to help prepare the stuffing and make dumplings.

The dumpling filling is leeks mixed with wild vegetables and chopped fat. Lin put a lot of lard in it, making it look shiny.

The dumpling wrappers must not be made of pure white flour. If you use pure white flour to treat the whole village to a meal, all the hard work in the past three months will be in vain.

Old Mrs. Cui held on to the flour bag stubbornly, and only scooped five bowls of white flour from the bowl of mixed noodles.

However, being able to eat dumplings was already a rare meal, and the villagers could not even use so much white flour to make dumplings at home.

Looking at the grand gesture of Old Lady Cui scooping noodles, the aunt helping in the kitchen swallowed her saliva repeatedly.

The headman poked his head in and said, "The tables are already set up at the workshop, and half of the people are already seated. Mother Jingwen, please give me an estimate of when the feast will begin so I can greet everyone."

It is not an easy task for the whole village to have a banquet. Families have grudges against each other, and people dislike each other, so they have to be seated far apart.

The banquet that Jingwen's mother spent a lot of money to host must not go wrong under his nose.

As a result, the village head became the busiest person. His legs were so thin from running that he wished he had eight more eyes to watch over him.

Lin quickly poured him a glass of water and said loudly, "Uncle Lizheng, please ask everyone to take a seat. The meal will be served in a quarter of an hour."

The village head hurriedly gulped down some water and said, "Okay, I'll be right there."

As soon as the person left, Lin immediately turned around to boil water in another unused pot and steam the remaining crabs.

When the dumplings were just being made, the crabs were served on the table first, so that the villagers could nibble on them like melon seeds.

The previous pot of crabs had already been steamed, and Lin asked Silang and others to deliver it to the craftsmen in the front yard first. After the following pots of crabs were cooked, they were also delivered to the table one after another.

Many villagers had never eaten crabs, so they attracted everyone's attention as soon as they were served. After they finished eating the crabs, the other dishes were served one by one.

"Oh my, this huge pot of butcher's food is so delicious! I haven't had this in years."

The Cui family didn't have that many bowls and chopsticks, so everyone who came to the banquet brought their own set. Faced with such a tempting pig-killing dish, the adults quickly stood up and scooped a bowl for their children.

As a result, when I put the chopsticks in, they almost didn't reach the bottom.

"What's the point of holding two chopsticks? Go away, I've got a spoon."

This is an old hand at banquets. The aunt took a big wooden spoon and scooped up a spoonful of pork offal from the bottom.

Normally, we don’t eat much good food, so everyone agrees to let the children eat first. So all the children get half a bowl of pork offal, and the adults can also eat a few slices.

"Mother Jingwen's feast is truly beyond words."

Then the braised meat platter was served. Usually there was not enough meat to share at the table, but now everyone could have two or three slices without having to fight over it.

Soon other dishes were served and the men drank some wine. When they were enjoying the meal, the highlight, dumplings, came out of the pot.