Chapter 71 Guests from Afar (1)
"Isn't that the oxcart Xia Xia mentioned in front?"
At the intersection leading to Yanggou Village in Donghua Town, two cement stone piers precisely block large trucks from passing through.
A family of three got out of the SUV. This off-road vehicle worth millions attracted a lot of attention as it entered Donghua Town. After a while, the door opened and a wealthy woman got out of the passenger seat. She looked around and pointed at the ox cart not far away with surprise.
"Where is the ox cart?" The boy's voice came from the back seat. The next second, a chubby face was pressed tightly against the car window, squeezed like a meat patty. The woman knocked on the car window, asked her son to step back, and opened the door. When the boy jumped out of the car, the flesh on his body visibly shook a few times.
"It should be here."
As he spoke, Luo Yiwang got out of the car and walked around to his wife and children. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. When he raised his hand, his belly, which was bigger than that of a woman who was ten months pregnant, was particularly eye-catching. Even such a simple action made him breathe faster and sweat a few more times.
"Dad! I want to ride in a bullock cart!"
"Sit, of course I'll sit, otherwise I'll be exhausted walking there."
The family of three was afraid of trouble and didn't plan to bring any bags. Only the hostess Qiao Qi carried a small ladies' bag which contained a mobile phone charger.
There were more than one oxcart waiting at the intersection. His son, Robertson, ran over and politely asked, "Grandpa, can I take a ride in the oxcart?"
He was about ten years old, weighed at least 100 pounds, and was plump all over. He should have been greasy, but he had fair skin and looked plump and a little cute.
When the oxcart driver saw the plump little boy, he immediately agreed: "Sure. Are you going to Yanggou Village, little boy? Where are your parents?"
“There they are!”
The cart driver looked in the direction of his finger, and his eyes went dark in an instant. He even stuttered: "You, you all want to ride in the ox cart?"
Isn’t this okay?
Xia Wu was going to hold a beam-raising banquet, which was originally a celebration for the villagers. However, who would have thought that enthusiastic netizens would spend money to come and experience it. More than a hundred people came, which made the village secretary Yang Guofeng very happy.
This godforsaken place of theirs has never had so many people come here at once, and they are all willing to spend money to have fun!
This is a rare opportunity for Yanggou Village in a century. If netizens have a good time eating and having fun here, Yanggou Village may develop rapidly in the future.
Of course, Yanggou Village had nothing now. Its biggest attraction was Xia Wu's hilltop. How much the villagers could earn depended entirely on their own abilities. Yang Guofeng still felt obligated to help Xia Wu arrange for these over a hundred people.
He firmly believed that only when Xia Wu's mountain was well developed could the villagers benefit from it and eat meat.
Originally, Xia Wuding had planned for only Fourth Master Yang to use an ox cart to carry the passengers. However, Yang Guofeng waved his hand, thinking that it would be too hard for Fourth Master Yang to do it alone, and with so many people, he couldn't pull it all by himself.
In addition to Mr. Yang Siye, other families in the village also had ox carts, so Yang Guofeng took the initiative to visit them and communicate with them, which led to the five or six ox carts waiting to pick up people at the entrance of the town today.
Luo Yiwang and his family arrived early, just after daybreak. But the three of them weighed at least 500 kilograms, which was enough for an ox to pull, but the cart probably couldn't handle the weight.
There was no other choice, so after some discussion, two ox carts were dispatched at the same time to take the family of three to Yanggou Village.
Luo Yiwang took one car by himself, while Qiao Qi and Luo Baosen took another.
On the way, Yang Lei asked Luo Yiwang curiously: "Where did you come from? You came really early."
Luo Yiwang gripped the wooden handle of the cart with one hand and wiped his sweat with a handkerchief. He was sitting too low, and he was panting. "From Fen City."
"So far?"
"Are you passing by here?"
"No," Qiao Qi answered for her husband, noticing how breathless he was. "We came here specifically to have fun."
Yang Lei was dumbfounded. He guessed countless possibilities, but he didn't guess this.
There are actually people who would travel all the way from Fen City to come to their remote place to play!
"You guys are such a joke. What's so special about our place that's worth coming here for?"
"A beam-raising banquet! Eat meat!"
Robson shouted.
"Just to eat meat?" Yang Lei was dumbfounded. Isn't it just an ordinary pig from the countryside? Is there no such thing in Fen City?
"It's different," Luo Yiwang replied in a muffled voice.
Meat is really different from meat.
It all started more than half a month ago when group members came to Xia Xia to experience picking fruits, eat here, and then post the dishes to the group to show off.
Luo Yiwang is also in the group.
He has no other hobbies. His greatest hobby and pleasure in life is eating.
He has loved eating since he was a child. His mother said that if a piece of shit was put in front of him, he would taste it to see if it was salty.
It just so happened that Luo Yiwang's family was well-off, and he had been overnourished since childhood. When he was in his twenties, his weight soared to over 200 pounds. When he wanted to marry a wife, her family disliked his fatness and was unwilling to marry him.
Luo Yiwang was determined to lose weight during that time. It took him a year to lose weight from 250 to 260 kilograms to 170 to 180 kilograms. Fortunately, he was not short, with a height of about 1.8 meters and a weight of 170 to 180 kilograms. He finally found his partner, his current wife Qiao Qi.
Coincidentally, Qiao Qi also likes to eat. After the two of them fell in love, they were very sweet. Luo Yiwang took her to eat her favorite food. In less than half a year, the two of them gained a total of 50 to 60 kilograms of weight.
Later, they got married and had a son, who was also a greedy person...
As a result, there is not a single thin person in the family, and everyone loves to eat.
By chance, Luo Yiwang heard from a friend that the strawberries bought online were amazingly delicious, so he bought some too. In this way, the whole family became loyal fans of Xia Wu's food.
It was a hungry night. His son, Luo Baosen, was severely overweight and had been ordered by the hospital to lose weight. The family of three had been eating only for a week, until Luo Yiwang clicked on Xia Wu's fan page and saw that slick green plum sauce pork ribs...
It reminds him of his childhood.
Luo Yiwang loves meat. He's eaten countless servings of it, but he always says the best meat he's ever tasted is the pork he ate as a child. Whenever his father made money, he'd buy half a pig, shave the ribs, and put it in a wood-fired pot. He'd boil it over high heat, adding only a pinch of salt before serving.
Luo Yiwang still remembers that fragrance very clearly.
Every time he would hold the ribs and chew on seven or eight of them.
Unfortunately, when he grew up, pork was still pork, and he could no longer taste the flavor that made him linger.
When he saw the photo, Luo Yiwang had a premonition in his heart. It was the taste of his childhood!
After talking to Qiao Qi, the family of three hit it off and decided to go on a road trip to eat pork...
After listening to Luo Yiwang's explanation of the whole process, Yang Lei looked like an old man on the subway looking at his phone.JPG
There is actually such a family...
"We're here. Our village is just ahead. Just walk along this road and tell them you're here for the beam-raising banquet. Someone will take you there."
The ox cart stopped at the entrance of the village and did not move further in, which wasted time, but the distance was not far.
Luo Yiwang and his family of three got out of the car. When they scanned the code to pay, he was so generous that he directly scanned a hundred yuan.
As a nimble little fat boy, Robertson easily jumped off the ox cart and touched the buffalo to comfort it: "Thank you for your hard work."
At this time, a calf came running over from the side of the road, naturally stopped beside the buffalo, raised its head and started to suck milk.
Robertson put his hands on his knees and leaned forward to see: "Mom, what is it doing?"
The old man pulling the cart sat cross-legged and took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
He generously answered the doubts of these uninformed city dwellers: "The calf is drinking milk. It is only six months old."
Qiao Qi was surprised: "A calf drinks milk?"
The old man was confused by the question: "What does the calf drink if not milk?"
Luo Baosen looked at his mother, then at the old man: "Milk is for people to drink!"
"Hahaha, that's because humans are greedy and want to taste everything. Cows don't produce milk for us humans."
Yang Lei was still anxious to go pick someone up, but the old man waved his hand and said, "You go first. I'll go after the calf has finished drinking the milk."
"I almost forgot to ask, when does the beam raising banquet start?"
"At least we have to wait until almost everyone arrives. The appointment is for 12:30 pm. Why don't you go to the village first?"
"Half past twelve," Luo Yiwang muttered the time as he led his wife and children towards the village. He sighed, "I should have eaten before coming here. I wonder if they have anything to eat here."
"Dad, I want milk!"
"There's a supermarket up ahead. I'll go buy it for you."
"No! I want to drink cow's milk!"
“Isn’t milk just cow’s milk?”
"I want to drink milk like a calf."
“…”
The father and son talked at cross purposes for a while, not noticing that a pretty girl not far away was listening to them and laughing.
Xia Wu looked at the three of them and said, "Are you here to attend the beam raising banquet?"
"Yes, we are," Qiao Qi quickly replied. When he saw Xia Wu, he exclaimed in surprise, "You are Xia Xia!"
"Yes, it's me. Welcome to Yanggou Village. You must have had a hard time along the way."
"It's not hard, it's not hard. My name is Qiao Qi, this is my husband Luo Yiwang, and this is my son Luo Baosen. The three of us are your fans, especially my son, who loves your videos."
Qiao Qi pulled Luo Baosen in front of her and said, "Call Xia Xia sister quickly."
"Sister Xia Xia."
Luo Baosen was still looking at the calf that was nursing with reluctance. Xia Wu laughed out loud, "You want to drink milk?"
"Hmm!" Robinson looked at Xiao Niu eagerly and licked his lips greedily. Xiao Niu drank the drink so sweetly, he wondered what it tasted like.
Luo Yiwang and Qiao Qi were both a little embarrassed by their son's reaction. The little guy was even more greedy than them.
"You're here so early, haven't you eaten yet? If you don't mind, how about coming to my house and having some food first?"
Xia Wu brought the guests home. She and Yang Guojun went to Haotang Village to slaughter a pig, and then Liu Guizhen called the women in the village to help steam buns and flower rolls.
It was originally planned to be steamed in advance, but the previous steamed ones were only prepared for the villagers. More than a hundred people are coming today, and Liu Guizhen is worried that they will not have enough to eat, so she plans to steam more early.
The dough kneaded the night before had risen just right early in the morning. Liu Guizhen moved the long chopping board and table to the yard and kneaded the dough there.
The chef who prepared the dishes for the beam raising banquet was specially invited by Xia Wu after he made inquiries. Two generations of his family had been preparing banquets for weddings and funerals in their area for decades and had a very good reputation.
Knowing that Xia Wu was going to host a banquet for one or two hundred people, they specially created a menu according to Xia Wu's requirements.
There were one or two hundred people eating, but there were not enough tables and chairs or a large enough open space on the mountain. In order to save manpower and resources, Xia Wu decided to make the banquet a buffet, and everyone could take whatever they wanted.
In this case, the dishes must be numerous and varied enough, otherwise people will come all the way here and end up eating nothing but ordinary fast food. Wouldn’t that be a wasted trip?
There were many kinds of jams at home, so Xia Wu asked someone to make some desserts. For this purpose, he bought a few buckets of buffalo milk from the village. Liu Guizhen planned to use the leftover buffalo milk from making desserts to make buffalo milk buns.
When Xia Wu brought Luo Yiwang's family back home, there was still half a bucket of buffalo milk left.
"This is buffalo milk, would you like some?"
Robertson nodded his head like a fat tumbler.
The steamed buns began to steam, and the yard was filled with the aroma of buffalo milk and wheat. Luo Yiwang's internal organs were protesting at the sight of this smell.
Shi Hongniang brought a few porcelain bowls and poured water into their bowls while enthusiastically saying, "You must not have eaten since you came so early. You must be tired from driving. The steamed buns will be ready soon. You can have some to fill your stomach first. There won't be any side dishes."
Xia Wu said: "It's okay, there is jam at home."
Luo Yiwang and the others did not say no, but sat awkwardly at the table outside Yang's house waiting for the steamed buns to be served.
"The milk here is different from what we usually drink!" Qiao Qi took a sip of the milk and was very surprised. He quickly called out to Luo Baosen: "Son, try it!"
She didn't even need to say anything. Robertson had already finished half a bowl of milk, leaving a circle of white milk stains around his mouth. After gulping down the whole bowl, he licked his lips with satisfaction: "It's really delicious!"
"Mom, I want more!"
Luo Yiwang looked distressed: "Son, you must be starving, right? Xia Xia, can you give us another bowl? How much is it?"
Xia Wu waved his hand, "It's free, it's just a bonus for you guys getting up early."
Anyway, I won’t use it all up when cooking, so I can’t waste it.
Luo Baosen drank three bowls of buffalo milk in a row, and his already full belly became even rounder.
There was a little bit of liquid left, so Xia Wu poured it into Jindou and Heidou to drink.
After a while, the buffalo milk buns were also steamed. Qiu Lan picked up seven or eight buns and put them in a basket and brought them over. They were steaming hot and hot to the touch.
When Xia Wu turned back to the house to find jam for them, the steamed buns in the basket were gone when she came back.
Xia Wu: “???”
Are you done eating now?
She suddenly felt a little nervous. Who were the people coming today? Wouldn’t there be enough food?
Fortunately, Luo Yiwang and his family of three felt embarrassed and did not continue eating. The main reason was that they drank milk and then ate steamed buns, which made their stomachs bloated. They were afraid that they would not be able to eat good food at noon, so Luo Yiwang and his family suggested going to the mountains to pick some food to help digest the food.
Xia Wu agreed, and Luo Yiwang transferred the money for the family picking trip to her, then took his wife and children to the direction Xia Wu pointed out.
"You can eat any fruit that's ripe on the mountain as long as you're not allergic to it. The water in the aqueduct is all spring water from the mountain. It's clean and safe to use."
As soon as they heard the word "edible", the family of three was motivated to go up the mountain.
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