At Zhang Yang's house, in addition to relatives and friends, there are also many neighbors hanging around the door.
They originally came to see the new daughter-in-law, but ended up being attracted by the dishes cooked by Zhou Ziwen.
"Lao Zhang? What kind of dishes do you cook at home? Why does it smell so good?" A familiar neighbor couldn't help but ask at the door.
"It's just a few ordinary home-cooked dishes, but the one who cooked for our family was Zhou Zhiqing. His cooking skills are so good. I guess he must have learned from a chef when he was in the city."
Seeing his neighbor so surprised, the smile on Lao Zhang's face became even wider.
The neighbor felt a little regretful. If he had known that the feast prepared by Old Zhang's family was so delicious, he would have come to join in the fun no matter what.
It’s just a gift, it’s not like he can’t afford it.
If I could have this meal, it would be worth everything.
Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now.
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In the kitchen, after the last dish was served, Zhou Ziwen slowly came to the living room with the Chen sisters and Shen Zhaodi.
Not many people came to Zhang Lei's wedding, but that was not a small number in this era. Only close relatives and people with very good relationships would attend.
Because everyone was eating in the house, the scene seemed quite crowded.
The three square tables were all full. When they saw Zhou Ziwen and the others come out, they all invited them to come and sit down.
The host Zhang Yang and his parents even stood up to make room for them.
Zhou Ziwen tried to be polite, but couldn't persuade Old Man Zhang, so he had no choice but to sit down.
Because there was not enough space, the aunties and grandmas at the table just ate while standing.
According to them, eating while standing helps digestion faster and you can eat more.
Although this is a joke, there is some truth to it.
Those who sit down to eat are basically grown men who like to drink. Once they start drinking, they can't stop drinking for more than two hours.
When eating while standing, the chopsticks can reach farther, making it more convenient to pick up food than when sitting.
"Don't just stand there, everyone, hurry up and eat. It's so cold, it will get cold if you don't eat now."
Seeing that everyone was staring at the food on the table and not touching it, Old Man Zhang hurriedly urged them to eat.
Now that the host has spoken, everyone will naturally not be polite.
No one even bothered to drink the wine. They hurriedly picked up their chopsticks and reached for the meat dishes they had been eyeing.
There are four meat dishes and four vegetable dishes on this table, a total of eight dishes.
The number eight is considered an auspicious number, and this was specially arranged by Old Man Zhang.
After smelling the fragrance for so long, it was the first time for these relatives and friends to taste it.
As soon as they took a bite, their eyes lit up.
"Delicious, delicious, this dish is the most delicious dish I have ever eaten in my life."
"This must be the sika deer meat that Lao Zhang mentioned. It's so delicious. It's stewed so tender that the flavor is all over the meat. It's delicious, so delicious."
"Zhou Zhiqing is amazing! Even better than those chefs."
"The fried leeks and eggs are also a must-try. I need to eat more of this."
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"Eat, eat more."
Seeing everyone wolfing down their food, Old Man Zhang was not dissatisfied. Instead, he asked everyone to eat more.
After working for a long time, Zhou Ziwen was hungry.
He didn't hesitate and started eating with everyone.
As for their praise, although Zhou Ziwen was happy, he didn't care too much.
He knows whether his cooking skills are good or not.
Perhaps in the county town, his cooking skills are pretty good and he can be considered a famous chef.
But compared with those real culinary masters, he is still far behind.
In other words, people lived a hard life in this era and didn’t have many good foods to eat.
Not to mention that the dishes he cooks taste pretty good, even if they are just average, as long as they contain oil and water, everyone will think they are delicious.
"Yiyi, sister, eat quickly."
Seeing that the two sisters looked a little embarrassed, Zhou Ziwen picked up a piece of meat for each of them.
Seeing so many people present and Zhou Ziwen making such intimate gestures, Chen Qiaoyi and Chen Shiying felt a little shy.
But at the same time, she's shy and sweet.
Zhou Ziwen doted on them so much that they felt they had chosen the right person.
Because the dishes Zhou Ziwen cooked were so delicious, some older men who liked to drink didn't even bother to drink and focused on the dishes on the table.
Although eight dishes seem like a lot and the portions are generous, with so many people at each table, no matter how many dishes there are, they won’t be enough!
If you act slowly, it might be gone.
They still understand the principle that the quick hand will get the reward while the slow hand will get nothing.
Soon, today's protagonists, the bride and groom, came out to toast, and only then did everyone slow down.
But after the person who was toasting left, they started fighting again.
Some families whose relatives are preparing to get married are now thinking about Zhou Ziwen.
The food he cooks is so delicious. If I could have a meal like this when my nephew or my daughter gets married, it would be such an honor.
So those who had ideas came over one by one to have a drink with Zhou Ziwen.
In this scene, it seemed as if he was the protagonist of the day, and the bride and groom were just supporting roles.
Fortunately, Old Man Zhang didn't care about it.
Not to mention that Zhou Ziwen was originally the chef they hired, even if he was the leader of the Mushroom Group, they still had to build a good relationship with him.
This year, thanks to Zhou Ziwen, they all received a few more dollars when the money was distributed during the autumn harvest.
And this is just the beginning. Next year, when mushrooms are cultivated in large quantities, the extra money they get will be more than just a few dollars.
At the very least, there should be twenty or thirty more!
Don’t underestimate these twenty or thirty yuan. In this era, the betrothal gift for marrying a wife is only about ten yuan.
Of course, this is also in the countryside. If you are in a rural area, those with good conditions can afford three major items, while those with poor conditions can afford fewer. If you don’t have three items, one or two items will be fine.
There are also people like Chen Qiaoyi who don't want anything and just want to marry the person she chooses.
Zhou Ziwen lived in the countryside with limited financial resources, so he only gave his wife a watch, which seemed a bit shabby when he thought about it.
It’s not that he can’t afford it, but in this era, it’s not suitable to be too ostentatious.
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Zhou Ziwen never refused anyone who came to drink with him.
When it comes to drinking, he has never been afraid of anyone.
The men in Dabazi Village all have a good alcohol tolerance, but no matter how much they drink, they can't drink as much as Zhou Ziwen.
After his Bajiquan skills were upgraded to level eight, he discovered that drinking alcohol was like drinking water; he wouldn't get drunk even if he kept drinking.
This also made Zhou Ziwen a little distressed.
After all, he would have less fun if he couldn't get drunk.
Of course, this drinking party ended with Zhou Ziwen's complete victory.
By the time Zhou Ziwen stood up from his chair, most of the drinkers had fallen down.
After the dinner, Zhang Yang quietly slipped a red envelope over. This was his reward for helping in the cooking.
"Ziwen, thank you for today. Your cooking skills are really amazing. I guess after today, many people will ask you to help cook." Zhang Yang said with a smile.
Zhou Ziwen took the red envelope without opening it, and said with a smile: "Cooking is a small matter. We are all from the same hometown. As long as I am free, I will definitely help." Zhou Ziwen said.
He also knew that after today's banquet, many people would ask him to cook.
Zhang Yang's words were probably meant to test his opinion.
Thinking that he was free anyway, he didn't refuse.
Just ask him to cook. Winter is coming anyway, and cats have nothing to do at home, so he might as well make some extra money.
To be honest, cooking for others is still very profitable, especially when the New Year is approaching and everyone is celebrating happy events and is relatively generous.
Maybe it's possible to earn dozens of dollars in a month.
Although he is not short of money, he does not have a lot of spare cash.
He was still very willing to take on jobs like this, like helping people cook. (End of this chapter)
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