At twelve noon, lunch officially starts.

The place to eat is under a big tree by the lake, a tablecloth is spread out, and various dishes are placed on top, which is where to eat. Everyone sat on the ground on the turf next to them, full of wild fun.

Let’s serve a few cold dishes assembled platters, authentic top-quality vegetables produced in the Qinglian Secret Realm. When you don’t move your chopsticks, the smell will make you drool. Take a picture of cucumber strips, steamed beans, roasted eggplant, pickled pepper cabbage... The pure natural taste, without adding extra seasoning, makes you feel the charm of top-quality vegetables.

Fang Huiping's craftsmanship is indeed superb. These most ordinary home-cooked dishes actually made the table drool.

If the hot dishes are not served, no one usually takes the chopsticks, but this routine can be broken at will, such as cold dishes are too tempting and the wine is too mellow.

And today, both of them are occupied.

The wine is naturally the wine that Zeng Zhi took out from the Qinglian Secret Realm, but it is not the original wine that was originally stored, but was diluted by Zeng Zhi with the spiritual spring water in the Qinglian Secret Realm.

In fact, if you have not diluted it, then the wine is not suitable for drinking. If you are too strong, people like Zeng Zhi who have practiced will get drunk at most if they drink three taels, let alone ordinary people. For example, Zeng Zhi's parents basically drink about five cents and will get drunk and become unconscious.

But even if the wine that has been diluted a lot, the fragrance will spread all over the field after it is opened.

Zeng Zhi was the owner of this meal today, and he was the youngest, so the pouring of wine fell on his head. He held a bottle of wine and said, "Come on, everyone is full. Before the hot dishes are served, let's taste the good wine first."

Zeng Zhi held the jar of wine, first filled a cup of Chen Yongping, then poured it on Peng Zhengwang, followed by Lin Qingzhang and other leaders in the village.

Although Zeng Zhi doesn’t like social engagements, he still knows the basic rules.

Because we are not going to leave immediately after lunch, but we have to rest by the lake for a while, so everyone has a share, so there is no need to worry about drunk driving anyway.

Today is a picnic, and it is not about superiority and inferiority. It is about enjoyment and casualness. I don’t talk about the rules. I started with a small cup of Maotai. The stronger aroma of sauce spreads in my mouth, and the aroma rushes upwards, allowing my nose to smell the fragrance from the inside to the outside.

After pouring it for everyone, Zeng Zhi raised his glass and said, "Come on, leaders, let's have one first. Everyone eats the food after drinking, don't be polite."

As the owner of the wine table, Zeng Zhi was responsible for making wine and dishes, so that the guests could feel the owner's enthusiasm. In today's city people, they felt that it was too fake and too artificial, but most of them were a habit. The whole place was like this habit, which would be called tradition.

In fact, Zeng Zhi also felt that it was too fake. He almost refused to let him go when he was having dinner, but today everyone present was considered guests, and everyone was a leader, so he could only follow some rules.

After everyone had a meal together, some leaders in the village had planned to be polite, after all, they were in front of the big leaders. However, when they put down the chopsticks, they didn't care about so much because these dishes were so delicious. Especially when everyone saw that Chen Yongping didn't look polite, they had no scruples.

There were not many cold dishes, and they were almost wiped out in just a few beats. Fortunately, the hot dishes came up quickly, and now there was no one being polite.

As the host, after everyone drinks a cup together, it is time to toast. The order is smooth according to their identity or importance when doing business. The local cups are small, only one or two cups are two, which is convenient for toasting. If you toast a few more, you won’t fall down immediately.

Zeng Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and greeted each other one by one. Everyone praised Zeng Zhi for his good alcohol tolerance and the atmosphere was very warm.

While someone was drinking, Chen Yongping took the opportunity to taste a piece of grilled fish. His eyes lit up and he shouted: "Good fish, chewing it so hard, the spicy aroma can't cover the aroma of fish. This is the best fish I have eaten in recent years."

Peng Zhengwang also tasted a piece and nodded repeatedly, praising the good fish. This fish is a grass carp weighing seven or eight pounds, and the quality of the meat is considered to be medium and high in freshwater fish. If it is pure wild, the meat quality will be better. Zeng Zhi added the secret spiritual spring water to Datuowa, which can add a little bit of deliciousness.

Another red carp was cut into a squirrel flower knife by Pan Huifang, and slapped it with dry powder, fry it with oil, and drizzled with tomato sauce. It became a special dish called squirrel fish, suitable for both young and old, and eaten by both men and women.

After this dish was served, it was immediately snatched by everyone. Although there were too many carp thorns, as long as it was handled properly, the taste was not to be said. Everyone had a taste of it and couldn't stop eating it.

"I have never eaten such delicious fish..." The girl Yuan Ling didn't care about keeping the girl's reserve in front of the leaders, and said while eating.

People like Zeng Zhi, who are crafty in the ingredients of the Qinglian Secret Realm, think this table of wine and food is excellent, let alone others.

After serving the squirrel fish, the marinated wild boar meat was served with chili peppers and fried into a portion of shredded peppers, which immediately ignited everyone's appetite. It was fresh, spicy and delicious, and with fine wine, someone unknowingly drank too much.

When the crucian carp soup came, no one could drink it. However, under the stimulation of the strong fragrance, everyone drank at least a large bowl.

This picnic was over two hours before it came to an end.

After removing all the remaining soup and cold roasts, Zeng Zhi brewed another pot of tea and poured each person a cup of sobering tea.

Although it is a local habit, many people know that drinking tea after drinking is not good for their health. They drink whatever they want, and drink boiled water if they don’t want to.

Chen Yongping took a sip of tea and exclaimed: "Xiao Zeng, today I discovered that your family is a treasure. I won't talk about the vegetables and fruits you grow. A pot of wild tea made casually is also a rare and good tea."

"This tea is very ordinary. After a while, I will let you taste the best tea I have collected. That's great." Zeng Zhi said with a modest smile.

These teas are actually produced in their tea garden. Because the spiritual spring water was watered before picking, the tea was already filled with some spiritual energy. What's more, he added half a cup of spiritual spring water from the Qinglian Secret Realm to the tea brewing water.

Otherwise, although the local wild tea is of good quality, it still cannot reach Chen Yongping's eyes, so you must work hard on the water.
Chapter completed!