Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times

Chapter 856: farm banquet

Chapter 856 Farm banquet

"Wan'er, King Zhenbei really dotes on you, they are so kind." Jinniang admired sincerely in her heart.

Jinniang's face was filled with a smile, and she was going to help Wanniang prepare her wedding dress.

The large-scale marriage event in the castle will be here in a few days. This time, Luo Yuqi chased Zhao Yu hard for more than three years, and finally achieved a positive result.

There is also a pair of bitter mandarin ducks, King Zhenbei and Wanniang. They have missed each other for more than 20 years, and they are finally together.

Xuanyuan Junkai and Xuanyuan Chen, a pair of cousins, have no objection to their father and mother getting married.

They also worked hard to make the wedding hall extraordinarily gorgeous.

Even Jiang Xinyan was enthusiastic and worked hard all day rehearsing the program, just wanting to help everyone make an unforgettable wedding.

"Xinxin, let them do it, you have worked hard enough for the baby all day long."

"Aren't you busy with the children's affairs, I didn't do anything at all."

"I didn't do anything, you squeezed the juice every day, you see that you have lost weight recently."

"How can it be as exaggerated as you said?"

"Don't believe me, what my husband said is the truth, you are so lovely that my husband can't help feeling sorry for you."

Chu Lixuan couldn't help but put his arms around her waist, and said quietly: "My husband wants to rub you into my flesh and blood."

Jiang Xinyan's face became even more rosy when she heard this, and she pinched the flesh on Chu Lixuan's soft waist.

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"Hey, my wife, why are you pinching me?"

"Who told you to hug me in broad daylight."

"Oh, don't pinch me, it hurts."

Chu Lixuan shouted exaggeratedly, Jiang Xinyan really let go, she didn't use any force, not to mention that he didn't have fat on his waist, so he didn't pinch it at all.

Others watched enviously as the couple fought, the castle was bustling like never before.

Ice digging and fishing, pig farm slaughtering pigs, cooks are also from the castle, and they are all disciples and grandchildren of Jiang Xinyan.

Their craftsmanship is not inferior to that of professional cooks, especially some local vegetables grown by themselves, which are better than the taste of restaurants.

A few days before the wedding banquet in the castle, everyone was busy with the work at hand.

On the day before the banquet, everyone was busy with getting married,

They scooped up fresh fish from the ice.

Cook it in a big pot, put on the thick red soy sauce and fresh green coriander, serve it in a plate, and then pour the juice on it and serve it.

Sweet potato flour is made into a crystal-clear vermicelli, and it is cooled in a porcelain basin for later use, and then the pork that has been killed

They make meatballs by hand, chop them finely, and mix them with water chestnuts. Compared with those made by modern meat grinders, they taste tough but not greasy.

Under the order of the cook, the old people and children plucked the feathers of the chickens and ducks, washed them and put them in wooden barrels.

The large porcelain pots and small pots made by myself in the castle are neatly placed on the chopping board and placed in a cool place, waiting for the next day's banquet.

The kitchen in the castle is very spacious, with thirty large iron pots on the clay stove, and white tiles on the stove top.

There is still a soup pot between the pot and the stove, which can be used to warm hot water. There is a low door at the fire place behind the stove, so that ventilation and firewood can enter.

The chopping board in the kitchen is built between two benches with a solid wooden door, and there are plates of prepared dishes piled on it.

I saw the cook waving a ladle in the stove, wiping away the sweat with the towel on his shoulder, and ordering the apprentices to add dishes to the pot.

Old Master Gu told his son and grandson-in-law, the Emperor Xichu, that today is a banquet, which is different from usual.

You cant be courteous and humble, otherwise, youll have to be hungry all the time and sit whenever you can.

In the middle hall of the courtyard, tables and stools were set up, and after one table had finished eating, another table of people sat up.

Some people are afraid that they will not be able to sit, so let those who have eaten still sit in place to occupy their seats, wait for the table to be cleared, and leave until the next round of dishes is served.

Sitting at the table waiting for the table to start, the people who served the food were all young adults in the castle.

They carried the purple mahogany trays with dishes, sweat dripped from their faces, and they smiled and yelled: "Let's come"

The person near the table turned sideways to make room for him to serve and remove the dishes.

Plates of dishes were served on the table, and the people who ate on the table were all simple and bold people in the castle.

They were wearing new clothes that they were willing to wear during the Chinese New Year, with black and red faces, slightly restrained smiles, friendly and enthusiastic.

Everyone wiped the platform cloth and held thin wine glasses, liquor or fruit juice. They carefully placed the glasses in their hands for fear that they would fall down and spill on their clothes.

His Majesty Xichu saw that the freshly washed chopsticks still had water on them, so he wiped them over and over again with a towel.

Provoking the friendly gaze of the people next to him, he would smile and feel embarrassed.

It was the first time for the Emperor Xichu to have a banquet, and the atmosphere seemed bold, with no soft-spoken people.

The dishes are also different from what they usually eat. Although they usually eat very well, the banquet is very different.

There is a wine commander at every table, and he pours wine for everyone to persuade everyone to drink to their heart's content.

Everyone laughed loudly, gave food to each other, and the people in the pig farms asked the farmers about something new.

The people who farm the land and the people who raise horses inquire about the anecdotes about raising horses in daily life, which is a very lively atmosphere.

People who sit near the place where the dishes are served will modestly move them to the center of the table when each dish is served, so that everyone present can get it.

The dishes served at the banquet are all large plates and bowls, piled high with spikes, and the local chickens and ducks raised in the family's castle are burnt fragrant.

Put in freshly picked green cabbage from the ground, it tastes delicious and fragrant, and the braised pork cooked by the chef is very special.

The piece is big and oily, and it has been stewed in a large pot for a long time. After a taste, it is fat but not greasy.

The three-flavored soup made with chicken broth and fungus added to the vermicelli and egg skins is so fresh that people can't turn their tongues.

The vegetables are all grown in the castle. They are fried in a big pot over high heat.

Self-ground tofu has a strong bean fragrance, neatly cut into pieces, and the green garlic leaves are very attractive.

The meatballs are also twice the size of the meatballs in their palace, and they taste very delicious.

His Majesty Xichu sat in a row with Hao Yue, and Hao's father, Hao's mother, the old valley owner, Hao Baorong, and Master Wuchen sat at the same table.

Except for Emperor Xichu and Hao's father and mother, everyone else had a large banquet once or twice.

Those who have eaten the banquet will tell those who have not eaten the banquet what will be served next.

There are many good things in life, which can only be felt with a quiet heart.

If life is too hasty, it is better to let yourself have a quiet space and find your most comfortable state.

The flowers bloom silently, and the flowers fall silently, walking through the prime of life, walking through with high spirits.

His Majesty Xichu watched inadvertently, Hao's father and Hao's mother had grown a few strands of white hair on their temples.

Living in the trivialities of chicken feathers all over the place, have you forgotten the splendor you once longed for?

Walking on the road of life that cannot be retreated, are you tired of the same life?

Friends, dont forget that life is not about rushing, but about feeling the way.

If the distance is too far away, then calm down and look at the scenery around you...