Chapter 1143

Not long after, Mrs. Li came to ask everyone to have dinner.

The dining table is open-air, just in a yard.

Naturally, there won't be the high-end revolving table in the hotel. It's just an ordinary wooden round table. It looks clean. It should be that these businessmen came in and bought new ones after the indigenous people moved out of the village in the past two years.

This table is full of large and small dishes.

In this village, there are no exquisite dishes like those in a big hotel. Even the dishes are not complete sets, but the dishes are full of weight. Whether it's the dishes or the porcelain pots with soup, they are full.

On the floor beside the table, there are also several wine jars. There is no seal on them. You can see that they are not aged wine.

Although the color of this dish is not good-looking, but the fragrance is coming, people can't help but want to taste it.

"There is nothing good in our village. We just make do with it," she said with a smile

Then, her hand pointed to the wine jars and said, "these wines are made by us with the mountain spring water and wild fruits in the mountains. If you like them, you can have a taste of them. I give them to you boss, no money."

When Mrs. Li spoke, she had a smile on her face all the time. Her eyes narrowed and she couldn't close her mouth.

Normally, if these people came to her home, her three bamboo buildings would be enough to live in. But today, she borrowed five from other families.

According to their usual business rules, this is tantamount to Li Sao introducing guests to them. They want to give back money to Li Sao. This is plain. Li Sao has earned hundreds of yuan more. Naturally, she is very happy in her heart. If she gives them a few jars of wine, she can make a profit.

They all thank her and sat down around the table.

Rong Guocheng inadvertently said to Li Sao: "Li Sao, where's our guide brother? We have good food and drink here, but he is eating cold steamed bread alone. In my heart, I'm really sorry. Why don't you help me, shout him over and eat with us? "

"You are a good man, boss." Li Sao smiles and says to Rong Guocheng, "however, Xiaoshanzi is always honest and doesn't like to talk much. I think he doesn't like to eat with all the bosses, and we all sleep early in the mountain. When he finishes eating, he will have a rest. You don't have to worry about him. For a while, I'll give him something to eat, and I won't let him eat steamed bread."

Although Mrs. Li didn't know that Zhao Xiaoshan had just refused Lin Mengjia's invitation, she obviously knew something about him and knew that he would not come, so she declined for him.

Rong Guocheng nodded and said, "that's OK. You can do something good and send it to him. The money is ours."

Between speaking, Rong Guocheng has already taken a red ticket and handed it to Li Sao.

"Thank you, boss." Mrs. Li couldn't even close her mouth with a smile. She quickly took the money in her hand and said, "everyone, eat first. I'll make something for Xiao Shanzi."

As she spoke, Mrs. Li lit torches and incense around the yard.

There is no water, electricity or light in the mountain. Now it's dark. If you want to eat in the yard, you need fire light. The light will inevitably attract mosquitoes. Naturally, this incense is used to drive away insects.

Mrs. Li is right. Although the people here may not be pure mountain people, their work and rest time is no different from that of mountain people. As soon as it gets dark, there are fewer people in the yard.

Because they can't see the mahjong cards clearly, the mahjong players have collected the table and go home to have dinner in twos and threes. Some of them have finished eating, which is the home style of Naliang la. What they say is dialect, and people can't understand it.

More people went back to the bamboo house and went to sleep without lighting the candle.

Looking at the surrounding gradually quiet down, Lin Mengjia said with emotion: "if you didn't know the truth of this small mountain village, so it seems, it really is a quite quiet place."

Tang Feng took a bite of the dish, tasted it and said with a smile, "if I were you, I wouldn't care about the village."

When Lin Mengjia saw Tang Feng with such a smile, he knew the taste of the dish must be quite good, and immediately he also sandwiched a plate of vegetables nearest to him.

She didn't know what it was, but when she ate it, it was a flash in front of her eyes.

This dish tastes delicious and crisp. Although it was simply fried, she nodded and said, "it's really delicious."

Other people are also one after another taste, and then praise.

These dishes are similar to what they had in the morning.

They are all close to the mountains. The types of vegetables produced nearby are almost the same. The local characteristics are naturally the same. By comparison, the dishes made in the hotel are naturally better than those here.

However, when they ate in the morning, they were not hungry. They just took a few mouthfuls. Now they have been walking all day. At noon, they just drank a few mouthfuls. Tang Feng doesn't care about it, but others don't.

I feel hungry in my stomach. When I eat this delicious dish, everyone nods. For a moment, I don't care to talk and eat it.

The little ash next to him ate the wild fruits all the way. He had a round stomach and had no interest in eating. He squatted aside and looked at the wine jars. He went up and took off the red paper covered on the jars, put his head in and took a drink.

After tasting a mouthful, Xiao Hui seems to have found something wonderful. He exclaimed excitedly. Then he picked up the wine jar, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

This wine jar is not small. It's two or three times bigger than its head when it's lifted like this. It's really worrying how it can lift such a big wine jar with its small arms and legs.

However, Xiaohui naturally has no such worries.

It is a spirit beast. The energy contained in its body is far more than that of the small body seen by others. It can rely on its own strength to deal with several martial arts practitioners who are eight or more in weight after the day. It is nothing to lift a jar of wine.

Xiao Hui poured a whole jar of wine into his mouth, put down the jar, belched and wiped his mouth. Then he became more excited and wanted to tear the seal paper on another jar of wine.

Can not wait for its claws to extend past, is to feel a foot empty, and then, is to be lifted up in the air.