Little Village Chief of Taoyuan Village [Hologram]

There are many people and strength, and after consuming countless stocks in the mustard space, the wall was finally repaired.

"Brother Qinghe, the room where the beans are kept smells again." From a distance, the little cat shouted, its furry face was full of anxiety.

Failed again?Didn't you follow the cheat book?impossible?

Full of doubts, Qinghe walked towards the little cat.

"It's weird, but it doesn't stink anymore." The little cat went on to say the second half of the sentence.

Qinghe: "..."

Old Man Hua and Old Man Xuan, who were following Qinghe at the side, followed Qinghe closely behind in surprisingly consistent movements.

"Is your old man crazy?" Xuan Ming folded his arms and asked Hua Zilian who had finished the coolie.

"Isn't your old man so crazy?" Hua Zilian wiped the redeemed long sword with great care, without looking back.

The two old men who walked away with Qinghe really didn't know what their sons complained about them.

"Hey, village chief, what kind of beans can I have for a taste?" Old man Xuan smiled a little... wretchedly.

Old Man Hua cast a contemptuous glance at his arch-enemy, and followed Qinghe closely.

Back at the small villa, as soon as Qinghe entered the yard, he could smell the smell from a row of clay pots hanging in the yard.

The thick kiln aroma, mixed with the richness of soybeans, is the long-lost taste of soy sauce.

Fermented in just a few days?It really cannot be deduced with common sense.Qinghe thought happily, and couldn't hold back and opened a clay pot.He took out a wooden stick and stirred it up.

"This... is this black, can I eat it?" Old man Hua would ask this because he was really cowardly, because the picture inside the clay pot is too unsightly.

"It can be eaten! It can be eaten for sure! I, Old Xuan, can trust the village chief's craftsmanship!" San Lian affirmed.

Old man Hua was secretly depressed, he made a mistake, and his flattery was actually slapped by Lao Xuan.

"Brother Qinghe, is this the soy sauce you mentioned?" The little cat stood beside the clay pot, poking its head out and looking at it.

"Stupid cat, come down! The hair is falling out." The little earthworm on the top of its head hung half of its body in the air, and roared with fear.

It was so black, it threw the young master into it, to make that stupid cat look good.

Qinghe ignored the petty dispute between the two pets, went to the house for a spoon and a bowl, and scooped up a spoonful of soy sauce in the clay pot.

"This...Old Xuan, let me try it?" Old man Xuan said bravely with his eyes closed.On the side, Old Man Hua sneered.

The two old men stared at each other immediately!

"Don't make noise, knock over the clay pot in my yard, don't expect me to push the boss." Qinghe only said this, and the two old men who had already rolled up their sleeves forced a smirk and shook hands to make peace.

Seeing that the two of them maintained their face and won't fight to destroy their own yard, Qinghe said, "Want to taste the taste of soy sauce?"

The two old men Xuan and Hua nodded stiffly, but still pretended to look expectant.

Qinghe didn't expose the two people's doubts about the taste of the black lacquer soy sauce in the bowl, and played it off.

"If you want to taste soy sauce, bring a piece of meat with you."

Because of Qinghe's words, the chickens on the lawn at the entrance of the village suffered another disaster.It turned out that the old men Xuan and Hua thought that the soy sauce should be replaced with meat.Although I have never tasted soy sauce and it doesn't look too good, but the two of them can't help knowing the details of Qinghe!

What if?What if the soy sauce looks a bit oozing, but it tastes surprisingly good?

For about an hour, many players who were still in Taoyuan Village were fortunate enough to witness the disillusioned scene before them.

The dignified Xuanwu Gang and the Lingshan faction, the gang leaders of the two gangs, actually carried the chicken on their shoulders, held the chicken in their hands, and tied a circle of chicken around their waists.

The picture is so beautiful, I dare not look at it!

"Damn! Lao Tzu's famous name." Hua Zilian's face was hot, so she almost looked for a crack to hide.

Xuan Ming was rather complacent, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, compared to the last time you blatantly ate the overlord's meal, didn't the two of us just take some more chickens?"

Flower Narcissism:  …

I was not comforted, the last time I ate the overlord meal was cheated by you!asshole!

Xuan Ming quickened his pace, leaving Hua Zi Lian, who was exuding substantial anger, behind him.In front of the two of them were two old men, Hua and Xuan, who were particularly agile, leading two coolies to the village chief's house.

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Qing He opened the knocked courtyard door, and what he saw was Xuan Ming and Hua Zi Lian, who were covered in chicks.As for the two old men, one on the left and one on the right stood beside them, with empty hands.

"Cough...is this...a new look?" Qing He asked, "it's...quite unique."

"Village Chief, I've called you for meat." Old man Xuan patted the chicken on his son's body and said impatiently.

Ma Dan!Was robbed again.It's all your fault for walking slowly, kid!

Old man Hua glared at the embarrassed Hua Zilian with a displeased look on his face.

"Oh...then let's go in quickly." Qinghe was stunned for a moment before calling the four of them to enter.

boom......

bang bang...

This is the voice of Hua Zilian throwing down the chicken with a look of disgust.

Qinghe: "...So, why don't you two use the storage space? Forgot?"

The content of these words is really heart-wrenching!

With a broken face, Hua Zilian pinched the dirty things on her sleeves, "Village Chief, please! I will lend you a room. If I don't change into clean clothes, I'm afraid that my IQ will drop later. Forget basic common sense."

"Hey, why are you so stupid!" On the side, old man Hua stabbed his own son.

This time, even old man Xuan did not disagree.Thinking of what the village chief said just now, and then looking at the silly son who is willing to carry the chicken without fear of dirt and hardship.The saying of deadly enemy is true.

With chicks.With soy sauce.The lunch dish is a table full of chicken feast.

"Braised chicken nuggets, eat it while it's hot." Qinghe brought over a pot of dark chicken nuggets, and Amway ate them.

Hua Zilian had already changed her clothes, looking at the pitch black in the basin, she naturally thought of the black stains from carrying the chickens, and lost her appetite for a while.

Old Man Xuan and Old Man Hua avoided the steaming pot of braised chicken nuggets under the guise of drinking chicken soup because they had seen soy sauce in clay pots.

That is Xuanming, the foodie attribute is always on the body.Smelling the unique smell of braised chicken nuggets, I took away a piece of chicken leg without hesitation.

Take a bite, and swallow it instinctively before you savor it carefully.One more bite, and there is only one bone left in a large piece of chicken thigh.Immediately, Xuan Ming picked up another chicken wing.The crispy chicken skin wraps the tender chicken, and the taste of soy sauce soaks into the innermost layer of the meat.

Delicious, delicious...Xuan Ming didn't put down the chopsticks at all, and kept between them.Old man Xuan, who knew his son's attributes best, immediately caught up with a small piece of chicken, and his eyes lit up as soon as he put it in his mouth.

What a shame that this brat snatched away the essence first.

When old man Hua couldn't stand the temptation of the father and son, and carefully picked up a piece of chicken to taste, there were few pieces left at the bottom of the bowl.

"Woo, smash it and grab it quickly." Before the chicken was swallowed, the old man Hua hurriedly called out Hua Zilian who hadn't moved his chopsticks.

"No, eat one piece and take one piece, don't grab it." Old man Xuan said hurriedly, "Are you ashamed? How old are you, and you still teach children like this."

When the two old men were fighting, the braised chicken nuggets in the bowl had bottomed out, leaving only a little soup at the bottom of the bowl.

Xuanming lived up to his reputation as a foodie, picked up the bowl and poured all the remaining soup into his rice, stirred it a little, and poured it into his mouth in big gulps.

"Brat, respect the old man! Respect the old man!"

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Seeing that another fight was about to break out, Qinghe said: "Don't fight, the table is overturned and my hard-cooked chicken soup is wasted, it's nice to have you."

The four stopped immediately, and started a new round of grabbing food in a regular manner.

"Dip the chicken in the soy sauce soup I fried, and the taste will be much better." Seeing that the four of them were very obedient, Qinghe brought out a bowl of soy sauce with a layer of oil flakes without hesitation.

"Wow, it's delicious. It's absolutely delicious."

"Hey, is there any more? Not enough for me to hunt chickens?"

"Well, I don't want to go out of the village anymore. Er Zai, work as a coolie for a few more days and pay for my meals."

"Old man, doesn't your conscience ache?"

A lunch was very lively.

In the afternoon, Qinghe moved a clay pot and delivered it to Taoyuan Inn in person, and taught the brewing process of soy sauce and some dishes.

"Village chief, come and taste the new dessert I made." Seeing that the village chief had finished teaching, Qiuxia immediately brought a bowl of dessert.

Qinghe picked up a piece, the shape was rough and not good-looking, and there was a lingering aroma of baked pasta after smelling it.After taking a small bite, the filling inside is bean paste, and it tastes unexpectedly similar to mooncakes.

"Aunt Qiu, have you memorized the ingredients for this dessert, the steps?"

Qiu Xia smiled: "I wrote it all down, I used symbols to represent it. Look at the village chief, I will explain if you don't understand."

Qinghe said: "You don't need to show me, as long as you can understand it yourself. By the way, who in our village is more dexterous? I want to carve a mold with wood to make this dessert look better."

"Wu Yue can definitely do it. He used to like to make small toys for the children at home when he had nothing to do." Li Shen said after hearing this.

"Then I'll go find him now." Qing He said and ran out of the kitchen.

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That night, after all the tourists in the inn had rested.Qinghe organized villagers who had spare time to come to their yard to taste fresh food.

Qiuxia, who is still doing it, divides the ingredients and fills the stuffing in one go.

"Yes, Aunt Qiu put the stuffed dumplings in the mold and press it." Qinghe stood aside, pointing to the mold that Wu Yue just made in the afternoon.

Qiuxia obediently put the dough into the mold, pressed lightly and lifted it up, the uneven dough turned into a round pancake with the words "Mid-Autumn Festival" on one side.

"Village Chief, what's the word on this pancake?" Li Shen, who had been standing aside and helping each other, asked curiously while holding the pancake.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival," Qinghe said, "it means Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"What is Mid-Autumn Festival?" Another villager asked below.

Qinghe showed nostalgia, and said leisurely: "Mid-Autumn Festival is a day that symbolizes happiness for the members of the regiment. People who leave home on this day will rush home. The whole family is eating moon cakes and admiring the moon..."

"Does Aunt Qiu make mooncakes?" a child asked.

Qinghe, whose reveries were interrupted, came back to his senses, and said with a smile, "Liu Liu is so smart, Aunt Qiu makes mooncakes. After a while, the village head will give you the first one to eat."

Hearing this, the girl named Liuliu was very excited.As for the rest of the children, they didn't make any noise even though they were unwilling, and held back their energy thinking that they would be praised by the village chief next time.

The mooncakes are baked very quickly, which is different from the pot of mooncakes in the afternoon.Qinghe proposed to brush the surface with egg wash.After being baked, the mooncakes all have a golden appearance and smell fragrant.

"Aunt Liu, let's hold a mooncake festival the night after tomorrow. Let's go back tonight and think about it together, and work together to make a plan for the mooncake festival tomorrow." Before parting, Qinghe said to all the villagers.

"Can we help with ideas too?" Guoguo hurriedly asked.

"It's all right!" Qinghe said with a final word.

"Yeah! The village chief is the most powerful!" Several children jumped up, boasting the most simple words in their mouths.

The author has something to say: Mid-Autumn Festival is coming!

Qinghe: I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a happy reunion!