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Someone in the square called Zhang Fan, a group of people gathered around the fire pit, and some people held a wooden stick in their hands and kept calling Mr. Zhang.

It turned out that Zhang Fan was invited to light the bonfire at night.

This bonfire has always been lit by the most respected people in the village. In the past, the old patriarch came to light the torch, but this time everyone agreed that Zhang Fan was invited to light the torch.

I saw the old patriarch approaching respectfully and shouting loudly.

"Mr. Zhang, please come and light the first fire of our banquet!"

When the old patriarch shouted, someone handed a wooden stick to Zhang Fan, and the stick was wrapped in cotton in front of it, and there should be a resin or gasoline inside.

A match was offered by someone nearby.

Seeing the small box of matches, Zhang Fan was a little bit emotional. Ever since he had a lighter, this small match seemed to have completely disappeared. Zhang Fan hadn't seen it for many years. He didn't expect to see it here. Arrived.

He held a match and a wooden stick in his hand, and opened the match stick with his other hand, and then a little faint light of fire hit the stick, and the stick was already greased, even if it only encountered one. A little bit of fire will blaze.

As soon as the torch in Zhang Fan's hand was ignited, countless people began to cheer, ohhhhhhh!

The sound was surprisingly consistent, which shocked Xu Zijun, who was originally studying the food on the table. He saw Zhang Fan holding a torch in his hand and walking to the side of the fire pit, and then looked back at the villagers crowded behind him.

At this time, the villagers were all extremely excited, screaming unceasingly, and some of them put their hands to their mouths, and then yelled excitedly.

Those who flushed with excitement were all staring at the torch in Zhang Fan's hand, waving their arms, and they were all dressed in the best holiday costumes. At this time, the atmosphere in the audience was very happy.

Zhang Fan sent the torch in his hand into the fire pit, and then moved his mind, controlling the fire control technique, so that the flames in the fire pile suddenly rose a few meters high, and the soaring flame made the cheering people suddenly shocked!

The old patriarch looked at the flame in surprise, and suddenly knelt down and worshipped the flames. The rest of the people also followed suit. They knelt on the ground and kept worshipping Zhang Fan and the flames. !

Others kept cheering.

"Vulcan, it's Vulcan, our village hasn't had such a big fire for many years..."

"Vulcan, it's the Vulcan here!"

It turns out that the ignition torch of the Baijia Banquet is also very particular. After the torch is thrown into the fire, the higher the flame, it means that the weather in the village will be smooth in the coming year and everything will go well.

According to the flames in my memory, they are generally half a meter high, which is due to the addition of a lot of gasoline, but this is the first time that the flames like Zhang Fan rushed several meters high.

All those villagers can't help shouting Vulcan.

For them, it is their supreme honor to have the god of fire to participate in their banquet. It is something they dare not expect in their entire life. Almost all the people in this meeting knelt down, and only Zhang Where there are a few people in Huayueying.

Standing among the crowded crowd, it looked outstanding.

Zhang Fan looked at the flame. Since everyone likes it so much, let the fire burn more vigorously, which is too simple for him.

Therefore, the flames grew more and more vigorous, even rising more than ten meters high, which made the people present kowtow to the flames, cheering, and extremely pious, causing Huayueying standing there to smile at Zhang Fan. .

Because only she knows what fire gods are there. This is obviously because the master has played a little fire control technique. For the master, this kind of fire control technique is as simple as eating and drinking water.

But for these villagers, it seems to be a great event, because everyone kneels on the ground and worships devoutly.

After a long time, under the leadership of the old patriarch, those people walked respectfully to Zhang Fan and saluted him.

"The most distinguished guest, our Vulcan all recognizes you and treats you as our own person, and I also invite you to sit here and accept our gifts and hearts!"

Compared with the previous respect, the old patriarch and the villagers were more respectful at this time, and it seemed that Zhang Fan came to the world as a god of fire.

Zhang Fan’s position is arranged in the best place in the square. Even the old patriarch sits under him, while Xiaoshan and Xiaowu are all arranged in Zhang Fan’s body. There are more than a dozen people who are responsible for serving. Zhang Fan.

Some people poured wine for him, some served him vegetables, and some waited for him to wipe his hands.

At this time, Xu Zijun, who was sitting at the hands of Zhang Fan, was looking at the dishes. There were hundreds of dishes and they were all brought to Zhang Fan. Even Xu Zijun's knowledgeable dishes were surprised.

Because there are too many types of dishes.

Even Xu Zijun couldn't recognize many of them. He didn't fully recognize some chickens, ducks, goats and wild bacon, especially some mushrooms, and some wild vegetables. There were too many types.

He couldn't help but marvel that the products here are really rich. If these fungi are freshly displayed on the market, they are the most high-end ingredients and the taste will definitely be particularly good.

These villagers really worked hard to prepare for this banquet. Just looking at the variety of dishes and ingredients, Xu Zijun didn't know about it, and he couldn't even learn it from books.

This still really makes Xu Zijun feel very curious.

So after Zhang Fan had time to sit down, someone poured him wine while Xu Zijun served him some dishes, but very often, Wang Ju and Xiaowu waited to explain the ingredients of those dishes.

Because Xu Zijun doesn't know him either!

"This dish is a mushroom that grows in the mountains. It can be used for stir-fry and stew, and this boletus is as delicious as eating beef liver. These mushrooms are the freshest, better than those dried in the sun. The fungus tastes much better..."

Wang Ju was very dedicated to explaining the materials of these dishes to Zhang Fan.

Among them, the fungus here occupies a large part. In Xiaoshan's hometown, there are not many other things, but the fungus is very much.

The villagers here pick up the fungus, dry and sell it as their main source of income. In an average family, there are a few people who are more diligent, and the family spends their free time picking up various fungi.

A family can also exchange seven or eight thousand yuan or tens of thousands of yuan.

But if the number of people in the family is smaller, it costs a few thousand yuan to pick up fungus a year.

Of course, these are pure natural wild fungi, and the taste is very good, but after drying, the taste is much worse, and the fresh fungus does not taste as good at all.

After Zhang Fan tasted the porcini mushrooms, he felt that the fresh porcini mushrooms were absolutely delicious!

An idea suddenly popped up in his mind!