I'm really just the village head

Early the next morning, Liu Chunlai was still under the influence of his biological clock. He woke up before half past four.

After a hangover, I feel dizzy and weak.

Liu Chunlai didn't want to get up.

I want to stay in bed, just continue to sleep like this, and wake up until I feel comfortable.

Unfortunately, there is no way.

"Brother Spring, are you awake? Brother Songtao is here..."

Liu Jiuwa's voice sounded outside.

When he heard Feng Songtao outside, even though he was weak and didn't want to get up at all, Liu Chunlai could only struggle to sit up.

"Wake up, get up immediately."

Liu Chunlai weakly shouted to the outside.

After sitting on the edge of the bed for a while, after gathering some strength, I slowly put on clothes.

When he got dressed, he stood on the ground, his legs softened, and he sat back on the edge of the bed again.

After another two minutes, feeling the strength of his body, Liu Chunlai stood up again and took a step forward. He almost staggered and fell. Thanks to his quick hand, he held on to the cabinet next to him.

"MMP, never drink anymore."

He didn't believe Liu Chunlai's complaint.

Knowing that drinking too much has serious consequences, every time I drink, I forget it.

I drank too much, and when I got up, I decided not to drink anymore.

Met again, and then went on...

Fortunately, although the body still has a sense of powerlessness, the more you go outside, the firmer your steps will become.

After coming out, he held the door frame and watched Feng Songtao grinning at himself under the street lamp. The meaning in his eyes almost made Liu Chunlai's anger burn.

"Early in the morning, help the wall come out, is there an object?" Feng Songtao smiled.

Liu Chunlai gave him a blank look, and was too lazy to care about him, "When did you come back?"

Feng Songtao said that last night, seeing Liu Chunlai walking unsteadily, his legs were vacant and weak, he was actually prepared to sprint.

Within two minutes, Liu Chunlai was sweating.

Can only clenched his teeth.

Soon, the sweat broke out, and my legs kept shaking.

Seeing him like this, Feng Songtao directly began to talk about Hankou.

In fact, it is very simple, mainly in the furniture factory in Hankou.

"Before you were the contractor's factory, how many times has the scale of the factory expanded now?" Liu Chunlai's forehead was cold with sweat and his legs trembled like a swing, still insisting.

After hearing Feng Songtao's words, he frowned and asked him directly.

The voice was trembling.

The sub-district-run factory is still owned by the sub-district, and problems will arise in the end.

Moreover, he actually recruited people directly from that factory and added equipment.

"This is no way. The local market in Hankou is not small, and it can be transported to other places by rail or water..." Feng Songtao actually knows such hidden dangers.

As he said, there is no way!

Private enterprises are impossible.

"Next time I go over, talk to the other side directly, spin off the added equipment and technical staff, and set up a new company to operate as a branch of Quanyou Furniture Factory. If there is no agreement, just find another factory. Hiring people, buying equipment... As long as the sales channels are in our hands."

Liu Chunlai didn't think much about it.

If such cooperation continues, the greater the development, the greater the future loss.

He is a past person, and he is deeply aware of the drawbacks of such cooperation in this era.

Feng Songtao didn't say anything.

Even if you have a sales background, you naturally know the importance of sales channels.

In less than ten minutes, Liu Chunlai could no longer hold on.

"MMP, never drink anymore..." Liu Chunlai complained.

The powerlessness on his body has faded a lot.

In the air, a strong fragrance is already floating.

Liu Chunlai shook his nose and took a few hard breaths.

chicken soup?

Bone soup?

broth?

There is even the smell of fried crispy pork with rapeseed...

Liu Chunlai took the hot water from Liu Jiuwa and scrubbed his body.

At this point, the various negative effects of hangovers have almost disappeared.

"Hey, Liu Zefu started work so early? Go and see..."

Asking about the rich fragrance in the fresh and humid air with a slightly cold breath, Liu Chunlai was curious how it started so early.

Don't care about it in the morning.

Although the two married couples Liu Jiuwa and Liu Qingmei and Zhang Erqiang were married at noon today.

That's why Liu Qingmei's family and Zhang Erqiang were dissatisfied.

It's not a door-to-door, but it is operating according to the rules of the door-to-law.

If it wasn't for Liu Chunlai to be strong, and to ensure that he came to explain in front of everyone.

Reform and opening up.

The reform of Lao Liu's family began with a new marriage.

Next to Liu Baye’s house and in the middle of the ancestral hall, there is a spacious dam.

This dam was used as a drying dam when harvesting grain. After all, the old Liu family used to have a lot of land, so naturally the dam for drying grain cannot be small.

When the old Liu's clan had a celebration, the entire dam became a venue for banquets.

The dam feast must be placed on the dam.

This is the night before dawn.

Next to Liu Baye’s room, a shed was built with bamboo poles and thick oiled paper.

Under the shed, an incandescent lamp hung on a bamboo pole radiated light wantonly, and more than a dozen figures were already busy under the clinker tarp.

Most of them are cutting meat.

"Captain, why don't you sleep a little longer so early?"

Seeing Liu Chun coming over, Liu Zefu was chopping meat, put down the knife in both hands, and wiped it several times on the blue cloth apron tied to his body, before smiling to Liu Chunlai and saying, "Captain, what are you doing? coming?"

This is less than five o'clock.

Even if he only slept for less than three hours.

Cook, if there are too many seats, you won’t even be able to sleep.

"Why are you so early? It's not a married girl, you didn't have dinner in the morning..." Liu Chunlai's memory let him know that there is a difference between a banquet for a wife and a girl for a wedding.

In rural areas, if you marry a girl, the banquet is held in the morning.

After all, early in the morning, the married girl must be ready to say goodbye to her relatives and friends before going to her in-law’s house. At the same time, it also allows the bridegroom officer to know the bridegroom's relatives and the bridegroom's relatives to know the bridegroom officer.

Get everything done and set off. Noon is the man's wedding.

Then the next morning, the man returned to the house for wine, and the young couple returned to their natal house. At noon, it was the woman’s house of wine.

In this way, no ingredients are wasted, and all ingredients for the banquet will be eliminated in the shortest time.

After all, in rural banquets, we must do our best to bring out the best ingredients that the host family can produce and set up a table of the best noodles.

"I usually get up around four o'clock, and I smell the scent here, so I just come over and have a look. I didn't have a table this morning..." Liu Chunlai puzzled.

If you are a married woman, you will have wine in the morning and all the noodles will be the best.

The various dishes are top-notch.

Marry a wife, the main table is noon.

Liu Chunlai just didn't understand this.

"Isn't the steamer still on? One hundred and eighty seats are prepared at noon! If you wait until the day to prepare, it will be too late..." Liu Zefu explained to Liu Chun.

More than a dozen chefs, a master chef, prepared meals for nearly 2,000 people in just a few hours, and 180 tables of noodles, Liu Chunlai was stunned.

Can it work?

Seeing the suspicion on Liu Chunlai’s face, Liu Zefu raised his chest: “Captain, although there are many seats, you have to prepare 180 seats for each dish. It looks like a lot, but in fact, it’s nothing. When the steamer was installed, it was resolved..."

Liu Zefu pointed to seven or eight simple stoves built with blue bricks not far away, and flames were already ignited under the stove.

Unlike the past, these stoves no longer contain wood, but the carbon used by the kiln in the ditch.

Above the stove, a bamboo steamer of unknown age has been set up.

At the banquet banquet, many dishes are directly steamed in a steamer.

How long will it take if they are all tested for speculation or other, hundreds of tables?

And after the banquet, the cold dishes are served first, and then the steamed dishes, with some stir-fried vegetables interspersed in the middle, and then the soup is finished.

Most of them are steamed vegetables.

Otherwise, who can solve such a huge banquet?

Unless, there are several masters in charge.

There are 180 tables, not so many at once. According to the custom, there are at least three rounds, with 60 tables in each round!

It’s certainly impossible to fill sixty tables at a time with a pan-fried dish.

"Captain, haven't you had breakfast yet? How about I get you some noodles?" Liu Zefu asked Liu Chunlai, "The crispy pork is almost fried. I will get you some crispy pork noodles?"

Liu Zefu looked expectant.

As a chef, whether he is himself or the cook next to him, he has to eat breakfast.

It's too early now, naturally I haven't eaten breakfast yet.

"Okay, just get some." Liu Chunlai naturally did not object.

It was originally asked about this.

Beside, there was a stove made of blue bricks with half a pot of rapeseed oil in the pot, and a woman in her forties next to her was constantly scooping thin dough from the basin into the pot.

The so-called crispy meat should originally be fried by mixing eggs with flour, and then wrapped in meat.

The egg is beaten into flour to make the flour softer. If it is fried with meat, it will have the fragrance of rapeseed fried flour on the outside, the freshness of lean meat and the oily fragrance of fatty meat...

After all, everyone is not rich.

It's pretty good to be able to beat some eggs in it.

These deep-fried crispy meats with no meat were finally hit in a bowl and put on a steamer for a while. The mouth melted and the taste was so delicious.

Liu Chunlai naturally knew.

It is also delicious when cooked in soup, but it is not as soft as the cooked meat steamed in a steamer.

"Add some leafy vegetables." Liu Chunlai added, watching Liu Zefu start to get busy.

Liu Jiuwa's breakfast made him tired of eating.

In the eyes of Brother Jiu, heavy oil and strong taste are delicious.

MMP, that's Jianghu cuisine!

And it's the salt dish made by the salt dealers.

"okay!"

Liu Zefu is even more energetic.

How honored is that the captain is willing to eat the food he cooks?

I had eaten his big pot of rice before, but I drank some porridge, and never came again.

The opportunity is here, can you miss it?