"Actually, salads don't help you lose weight either; some salad dressings are very high in calories."
"Besides, there are so many lettuce plants in the vegetable garden of the farm. You can just pick one, wash it, mix it, and that's it."
Hearing the Han side's puzzled words.
Lin Zhou fell silent.
I'm torn between eating the salad in my hand and not eating it.
We were careless; the farm was even growing vegetables.
Isn't this going the long way around instead of the easy way out?
How did you know?
Lin Zhou looked at the lettuce salad in his hand, then at the lettuce growing in the field. It didn't seem so fresh anymore.
It's fresher than anything growing in the ground!
"My wife told me that she's on a diet every day and has to check the calories in everything she eats, saying that salad dressing is high in calories."
"Actually, I don't think it's important to care about being fat or thin. As long as you're healthy, that's all that matters. Good-looking people are good-looking even if they're fat. I don't understand why people have to pursue being thin."
Lin Zhou wants to lose weight mainly because he works as a chef and eats too well every day.
Even he himself can't handle the skill level of his craft.
If he doesn't control himself and keeps eating like this, he'll probably gain dozens of pounds in less than two months.
What kind of male god image will there be left then!
Mr. Lin is quite famous, with so many fans. What if he gains weight in the future and his fans don't even recognize him when they're right next to him? How embarrassing would that be!
Lin Zhou nodded silently and said, "You're right, I'll go check on the roast duck."
After saying that, he got up and quietly put the lettuce salad aside, then added some charcoal to the grill.
"Master Lin, what kind of charcoal did you use? The roast duck smells so good."
Bored, Han Fang followed Lin Zhou around. Seeing this, he also went to the oven and stared at the roast duck inside.
"We use jujube wood, apple wood, and other fruit trees, along with lychee shells that have a fruity aroma, to burn together. This gives the roast duck a refreshing fragrance that cuts through the richness, making it taste better and look more beautiful."
Han Fang nodded as if he understood, watching the red glow of the fire in the stove rise and fall, roasting the duck hanging above the fireplace, oil sizzling out drop by drop.
The oven was turned on, and the heat wafted out. People gathered around the oven could clearly feel the heat hitting them, and the aroma of roast duck seemed to be consciously trying to get into their noses.
It smells wonderful! It smells absolutely wonderful!
The Korean man's mouth started watering from the drool.
He's been eating this roast duck for two days in a row, and he still can't get enough.
Now, if there's no roast duck at mealtimes, the food just doesn't taste good.
Even just the aroma of roast duck is enough to make him eat two bowls of rice.
"The color is indeed beautiful, Master. Do you remember the forty roast ducks for my wedding banquet tomorrow? I'll have someone come and wait in the morning. Can you roast them before noon?"
Lin Zhou: "I'll roast the two batches of roast ducks you ordered first, and you can have someone come and pick them up. Oh, and please bring the person with you beforehand so I can see them, in case I don't recognize them."
"You definitely know her, she's the owner of the farm. She'll come to pick it up later."
I actually know Lin Zhou.
Mr. Ding's wife, Mao Xiaoyan, had also bought roast duck from the stall.
"OK."
......
Before they knew it, it was time for Han Fang's wedding.
Even in his busy schedule, he didn't forget to remind Mao Xiaoyan to make sure the roast duck was retrieved intact.
In the wedding car, the bride looked at him strangely, noticing his nervous expression and the way he kept checking his phone. She wondered if he had some important work to do.
"Is there something you need to take care of?"
Han Fang: "No, there's an incredibly delicious roast duck at today's banquet. I've sent someone to fetch it. Whether our wedding will become a classic that the whole village talks about and can't surpass depends on that roast duck!"
Bride: Huh?
The Korean side didn't offer much explanation, saying it was a surprise for the guests and also for their daughter-in-law.
He specifically instructed the chef to save one for him separately.
On their wedding day, the bride and groom don't have much time to eat.
According to local custom, they chose an auspicious time to pick up the bride from the hotel in the city.
That's the downside of having a wedding in your hometown; it's too far away. The bride's family also arrives early and stays at a large local hotel to pick up the bride.
After picking up the bride, they had to stay at the hotel for a while. By the time they got back to the village, it was almost 10 o'clock before the lively wedding ceremony could begin.
A specially hired performance team set up a stage at the entrance, playing music and dancing enthusiastically.
After the ceremony, the bride redid her makeup and changed into her toasting dress, and it was time to start the banquet.
The villa's kitchen wasn't big enough for the chefs to cook a large banquet, so a makeshift kitchen was also set up in the yard.
Fortunately, the Han family's five-story villa has enough space.
After all the guests were seated, the dishes were served.
The entire villa was incredibly lively; the noise could be heard throughout half the village.
"The Han family has really prospered these past few years. Look at this five-story villa they built. They never come back to live there all year round; it's just sitting there. This is what a real triumphant return home looks like. With this villa, everyone in the village knows how well they've done outside, and they're incredibly envious."
A villager who was passing by and watching the commotion said with envy.
"I heard from the people who helped that the wedding banquet was quite good, with boxes and boxes of meat and seafood being carried out, and even hairy crabs, ten per table!"
"This banquet is quite high-class. They're all from the same village. What do you think about me giving a gift and going in for a meal?"
"What's the big deal? We're all from the same village, and if you go back several generations, we're all relatives. Come on over, come on over, and go home to get your red envelopes."
"......"
Smelling the delicious aroma wafting from the courtyard, some villagers who hadn't received an invitation came to watch the performance and join in the fun, and their mouths watered as well.
Look at that big pork knuckle and those hairy crabs, who wouldn't be tempted!
Especially the roast ducks hanging in the yard, they all need to be guarded by someone, otherwise who knows, some glutton might go up and steal them.
If a child, not knowing any better, couldn't resist secretly taking a bite, what could you do? It was such a joyous occasion.
Each dish was so tempting that the onlookers were completely distracted.
In addition, knowing that the Han family was wealthy, they knew that the banquet consisted of elaborate dishes, many of which ordinary people wouldn't even want to eat, yet they could eat their fill.
Of course, I'm thinking of taking this opportunity to have a big meal.
Since they're all from the same village, when someone has a wedding, everyone comes to give gifts, send blessings, and join in the celebration. The host family usually doesn't get angry; instead, they think it shows that the host family is well-liked in the village, and everyone is willing to come and drink at the wedding.
It's a very prestigious thing.
So the original plan was to book 32 tables based on the number of invitations sent out.
On the wedding day, Mr. and Mrs. Han stood at the door to greet the guests, and the number of guests kept increasing.
There weren't enough tables, so we borrowed some from relatives in the village.
In the end, the number of tables was increased from 32 to 38.
If the Han family hadn't been wealthy and hadn't prepared so much food, and hadn't immediately given the chef a red envelope when they mentioned adding tables, the wedding banquet wouldn't have gone so smoothly.
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