Song Tan Jishi

Lao Wang's face was not important at all. When he went down the mountain angrily, he didn't even take a bite of carrot.

At the bottom of the mountain, Lao Song's family stared at the pile of gifts, feeling a little at a loss at this moment.

In the conscience of heaven and earth, they are just ordinary farmers. If it hadn't been for Party Secretary Xiao Zhu's treat this year, no one in the Old Song family would have even drank Maotai.

And what is brought here now is not just Moutai? This gift was so profound that Wulan felt a little uneasy:

"Tan Tan, how do we return this gift?"

Song Tan was also surprised.

She knew that Party Secretary Xiao Zhu’s family was not simple, but she didn’t expect it to be so rich! After thinking about it, he comforted his family: "It's okay, don't be nervous, our wine is much better than this one."

"And doesn't my grandpa still have dried tobacco? Party Secretary Xiao Zhu said at that time that the family was going to fight over it. Before leaving, each person just packed a bag and two more kilograms of wine."

Song Sancheng thought for a while: "There are also tea leaves. Can the tea leaves also be packed in a pound?"

After giving the tea bags to Boss Chang, I sold some trial packs here and there every day, but there wasn’t much left at all. But now people come to visit us and bring so many things. In addition, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu is very meticulous about their family's affairs...

Song Tan therefore nodded generously: "Okay, each person can carry a pound of tea."

She could tell that the five young men were unusual, probably bodyguards or personal assistants. At this moment, she told her father: "Just give five kilograms. There is no need to give it to the younger generation in their family."

Song Sancheng felt more relaxed after thinking that their tea could now be sold for 50,000 kilograms, and the return gift was not shabby.

But if we look at the price alone, 50,000 is more valuable...

He felt conflicted and heartbroken again.

At this moment, the seventh cousin entered the main room to take a look, then stared at the two boxes of ginseng, and then clicked his tongue and shook his head:

"You can't believe that Party Secretary Xiao Zhu's family is so rich. Look, he is willing to give away such good wild ginseng."

Song Sancheng was excited and asked quickly: "Wild ginseng? Is it purely wild? Isn't it very expensive?"

"Yeah." Grandpa Qibiao has seen good things. He took a look at the ginseng and hesitated: "But I don't know how to read the price, but for this quality, it is normal to sell it for one or two hundred thousand."

Wild ginseng is small in size, but judging from its shape, it is indeed wild. It is quite rare to buy it. Nowadays, there are many wild ginseng in the forest. It not only tests your connections, but also your eyesight.

One or two hundred thousand? !

Song Sancheng gasped!

What kind of family is this? Their assets don’t exceed 100 million, right? Why are you so generous?

But it was true that he no longer felt sorry for his own tea in an instant.

Wu Lan discussed with his seventh cousin: "I'm giving you such a heavy gift, let's do something nice tonight, right?"

Hey, that’s what I said!

"Who doesn't want to make a good meal? But do you have meat at home? Are you willing to kill chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep now?"

The seventh cousin asked her back.

Ulan was silent.

Because that would definitely be unacceptable.

Now that the chickens are grown and can lay eggs when it's warm, they plan to expand next year. The same goes for ducks, as well as cattle and sheep. They are still gaining weight in the middle of winter!

What a pity it would be to kill him!

Besides, won’t the pigs be killed in two days? It's as good as killing.

"That's it!" Grandpa Qibiao said helplessly:

"If there's no meat, you can eat whatever you want! No matter how grand it is, isn't it still vegetarian? I don't think they would like the meat bought from outside."

Rich people have never eaten any high-quality food, and what they want is the originality and simplicity.

And when Wu Lan thought about how rich people traveled thousands of miles just to have a bite of ground-cooked rice, and how they drove ten hours from the imperial capital to come here to have a pig-killing feast... he could understand it now.

Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun, on the other hand, looked a bit uncomfortable and muttered:

"I hope that the branch secretary will not show off his integrity. Look at this family, it's extraordinary."

Apart from anything else, that young man stood there like a javelin, so upright and familiar!

They have never seen it with their own eyes, but they have seen it a lot on TV.

Xin Jun was calm: "That's not good? Xiaozhu Party Secretary has a good relationship with us, and the better her family's conditions are, the more we will benefit. Why do you think so much?"

This is true.

Zhang Yanping became cheerful again: "Isn't it normal for us to eat a pig-killing feast and then help you when you have nothing to do in the future?"

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Qiao Qiao walking over holding a huge, freshly chopped flat-top cabbage:

"Brother Yanping, the seventh cousin said that he wants me to help cook together today. Can you go and feed some babies?"

Zhang Yanping didn't want to go.

"Let Mr. Xin go... Ouch! Ouch! I'm so tired!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Qiao sighed like a young adult and stopped talking: "Oh... forget it, I'll let my sister go."

Zhang Yanping didn't know why, but he sensed disgust in that sigh.

It shouldn’t be! It's not just today that he is lazy, he has always been so lazy... Why did he suddenly dislike it?

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Party Secretary Xiao Zhu coming down the mountain with a group of people.

The seventh cousin hurriedly came out and asked, "Do you have any taboos?"

He reminded: "I don't dare to put anything in when I cook. We have all the cold, spicy and sweet ones at home."

Xiao Li, who was following Lao Wang, opened his mouth to speak, but saw Lao Wang take the lead and said, "No! Those who come are all in good health. They have no taboos and can eat anything."

The seventh cousin thought for a while and didn't really trust the kind words of this guest. He turned to look at Party Secretary Xiao Zhu:

"In the evening, make hand-shredded cabbage, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried shredded radish with oil residue, stir-fried minced meat with pickled beans, and grill some fish...can you eat all these dishes?"

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, is almost drooling. Compared with the usual three dishes, one soup, four dishes and one soup, this is really a sign of care. At this moment, he nodded repeatedly: "It can be eaten!"

The seventh cousin then nodded: "Okay, then I'll make a little less rice. Don't overeat when you've just arrived."

If you say you cook less, I'm afraid that's just because one person can eat as much as three people. After all, if you can’t eat enough, you can’t make people hungry either!

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu quickly said: "I want to eat crispy rice with fermented bean curd!"

The seventh cousin remembered the gift they had just given, and nodded happily: "Okay, the fermented bean curd I made last time is just good enough to eat.

At this moment, Qiaoqiao finally took advantage of the opportunity and squeezed over. His wide gloves could barely hold the even bigger flat-top cabbage in his arms, and the young man's eyes were full of sincerity:

"Which one of you will help me break the cabbage?"

He held up the green cabbage, which was bigger than his head, and relayed his newly learned knowledge with a smile:

"Seventh cousin said that hand-pulled cabbage is a test of skill. You can't cut it with a knife. It smells like metal and won't taste good when fried..."

Update three, good night! Good morning, to be precise. I am nodding my head sleepily. If there are any typos, I will correct them tomorrow...