You know, Mr. Zhang, whom Xiaoshan brought back, is really the lucky star of their village.
One person bought more than a dozen mountains, and each mountain cost tens of thousands of yuan. This made many families in their village rich overnight, and almost everyone in the village has some in-law relationship.
When one person benefits, his relatives will also be happy.
Moreover, many villagers are very happy and hope to meet Mr. Zhang to see if there is any chance for them to sell their mountain land.
For them, the best thing is that they can exchange some money from those mountains and forests, and it doesn’t affect their mushroom picking?
Such a good thing is hard to find even with a lantern.
It was all because of meeting Mr. Zhang that all the families who sold their forests discussed with the old patriarch and held this banquet for a hundred families.
"Mr. Zhang, welcome to you. These are Xiao Si, Daniu, Wang Er, and Zhao Dong from our village..."
There was a group of people surrounding the old patriarch, all looking at Zhang Fan eagerly with hope in their eyes. They gathered in front of the old patriarch and shouted as soon as they heard the old patriarch mention their names.
At this moment, he half bent over, raised his rough hands, held Zhang Fan's hand and shook it constantly, and was reluctant to let go. His pious look made Zhang Fan laugh.
These people are so passionate.
It seemed that everyone wanted to shake his hand, and the smarter ones kept introducing their names.
"I'm Daniu. I grew up with Xiaoshan. I'm his cousin. My family also has many mountains near this village..."
"Mr. Zhang, please help me. My old man is sick and needs money for treatment. I beg you to buy me a mountain. My mountain is right behind my house, very close!"
"Mr. Zhang, I know you are a capable person. Can you help me sell a mountain? I don't dare to expect too much, but just one mountain will be enough for my child to go to high school. I have to send my child to school!"
"Mr. Zhang, I have a girl at home. She is very pretty and can sing folk songs..."
"Mr. Zhang, I have a daughter who is just seventeen years old!"
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At first, Zhang Fan was surrounded and shook hands with people, but after listening to what the villagers said, he felt something was wrong.
At first, everyone seemed to beg him to sell the forest to them, and then they said they had sisters and daughters at home, and some even said that their daughters were already fifteen years old. This made Zhang Fan blush.
What are these people thinking about?
Messy?
The old clan leader also saw that Zhang Fan was unhappy, so he shouted twice, asking the people surrounding Zhang Fan to disperse quickly.
"Look at what you are thinking about? What have you said to the distinguished guest? Hurry up and prepare the food for the banquet. When it gets dark, we have to light torches..."
After the old patriarch shouted like this, the villagers surrounding Zhang Fan dispersed and started to prepare the banquet for hundreds of families.
Xiaoshan stood beside Zhang Fan and told him with a smile.
"Mr. Zhang, there will be hand-in-hand dancing tonight. You can hold hands, but don't follow the girl home. If you go home, you will be left behind. I am reminding you kindly, but if you like someone now, it's actually not bad to stay. You have a motorhome..."
Xiaoshan was feeling a little conflicted at the moment, because for him, if there really was a girl who could keep Mr. Zhang's heart and make him willing to stay in this mountain village, or become someone's son-in-law, that would be an extremely enviable thing.
However, I have also seen Hua Yueying sneak into Mr. Zhang's room several times.
Miss Hua Yueying is so beautiful. Although the girls in this small mountain village are also very beautiful, and they are all cheerful and generous, they are not as good as Miss Hua Yueying.
It's probably hard to find a girl in this mountain village that Mr. Zhang likes.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Isn't the Hundred Family Banquet about singing and dancing? Everyone is having fun here, so why would I go home with a girl? You are overthinking..."
Zhang Fan smiled and thought Xiaoshan was joking with him, so he didn't take it seriously at all.
Just look at the banquet prepared by the villagers.
In the middle of the Banquet, there is a huge stone pit, which is several meters wide. Next to this stone pit, it is filled with firewood. Layers of firewood are piled up, several meters high.
By the time someone brought some dishes in front of Zhang Fan with a smile, saying that these dishes were for him to taste, it was almost dark.
The man who came was a very strong man, leading his wife and a teenage daughter. He looked very polite and respectful. Zhang Fan remembered that the old patriarch once introduced him as Danniu.
"Mr. Zhang, this is the native chicken I raised at home, stewed with Gastrodia elata. I brought it to you. I put some Gastrodia elata in it, and also some loess mushrooms I picked up today. Please try it..."
What was brought to Zhang Fan was a large bowl of chicken soup.
The local chicken must be quite old, as a layer of bright yellow chicken fat floated on the chicken soup.
Then the loess mushroom is also yellow in color. When put into the chicken soup, the whole chicken soup becomes golden in color, which makes people very appetizing at first glance.
"Thank you!"
Zhang Fan also politely agreed, and saw Xiaoshan take out a small soup bowl, then symbolically scooped out a bowl of chicken meat from the pot of chicken soup and placed the chicken legs separately on the small bowl.
He handed the remaining bowl of chicken soup back to Da Niu.
"Thank you for your chicken, Mr. Zhang, I appreciate it!"
It turned out that when they had a banquet for a hundred families, each family would send a portion of their best food to the most distinguished guest, but with hundreds of families, each sending a large pot of food, there was simply no room for any and no way to finish it.
But every family's heart is full of love. According to the etiquette here, distinguished guests can just leave one bowl and return the rest to the host. This is also a kind of courtesy and a respect for the host who delivered the food.
Zhang Fan didn’t understand, but Xiaoshan did, so he did a good job.
When Xiaoshan put the bowl of chicken soup next to the table made by Zhang Fan, two more families came to deliver food. One family brought a can of mutton soup, and the other family brought fried bacon with mushrooms. The last family also said that the meat was their unique wild boar meat.
It turned out that this family raised a lot of pigs in his backyard. Those pigs went to the mountains to find food on their own, and the piglets born were also wild boars. When the wild boars grew up, he sold them to some villagers and kept some for himself.
The food given to Zhang Fan today was his family's unique wild boar bacon, which was also a token of his love. Then, according to custom, Xiaoshan left a bowl for him and let him take the rest!
As more and more people came to deliver their food, Zhang Fan's table was soon piled up and there was no room for anything else. At this time, someone was shouting loudly.
"Mr. Zhang, come here quickly!"?
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