The fire burned, and many people gathered around the stove to chat and play.

Ao Qianwen smiled and said, "Longtou, do you still remember your wishes when you were a child?"

Ao Muyang said: "I had too many wishes when I was a child. Which one do you mean?"

Ao Qianwen pointed to the wok in his hand and said, "Who else can be? This is this? Didn't you want to take over Yao Ye's work at that time?"

Yao Ye is a chef in the village. He is a big guy, tall and big but kind. He likes to call him when there are weddings and weddings in the surrounding villages because he asks for the most fair price.

Even after more than ten years, Ao Muyang still still has an impression of the scene where Yao Ye went to cook for the banquet.

He remembered that gas stoves were not often used when he was a child. There was a wedding banquet in the village. The host would build some large stoves in advance. These stoves were lined up in the yard. Yaoye would bring his own stoves made of kerosene barrels.

At that time, these stoves will be placed on the stove, and the red flames will burn the iron pot. The strong old man is wearing a big oily apron, and is tall with his sleeves. He is a pot with one hand and a shovel with the other. Various fragrances will emerge from the pot.

Ao Muyang was still a child at that time. More than ten years ago, the living standards in the countryside were still very low. Every household had no meat to eat, and there were no delicious dishes made by chefs. So Ao Muyang was particularly envious of Yao Ye's job. In his perception, Yao Ye had big fish and meat to eat every day.

In fact, Yao Ye really doesn't care about what he eats. He cares about alcohol and likes to drink. As a result, over time, he was diagnosed with liver cancer when Ao Muyang was in elementary school and soon left.

Ao Qianwen's words made Ao Muyang recall some interesting things in his childhood. He flipped through the pot and smiled, saying, "It's true, I have fulfilled my childhood wish and now I am a chef in the village."

Ao Fugui said regretfully: "My childhood wish must not be fulfilled."

"What wishes did you want at that time?"

"Driving a luxury giant ship to do the ferry business. This ship is mine at that time. If someone wants to get on the ship, I don't like him. Then I will tell him, sorry, buddy, this is my own ship!"

Ao Muyang smiled and said, "Why do you drive my big dragon number to run a few times first? Although the big dragon number is not as good as the luxury giant ship, it is still a giant ship."

While talking and joking, tables were supported one by one, and the women who helped the village started to work hard.

Ao Muyang began to direct: "Come on, let's serve the cold dish first. Sister-in-law, come and serve the beef sauce. Put the mutton in the middle with hand-grabbed hands. There is a lot of meat, so add it if you don't have enough."

"You use a small portion of jellyfish head. This thing is common in our village, so people probably don't care about it. The snails must be put on. This wine is very exciting. My aunt doesn't move the hot plate first, and serve cold dishes first..."

Song Qiumin said: "Brother Xiaoyang, go and do your own. I will take care of these things. Don't worry, I have all the questions."

Ao Muyang added the fire to the maximum and started making braised pork. He shouted, "Okay, sister-in-law, come and command."

He used a large wok with half a pot of stewed meat inside. He saw the muscles on his arms stretched out. As his wrists trembled, the pot swayed left and right, and pieces of meat were jumping inside, and the fragrance was swaying.

The general licked his lips and stared at the pot. When the pot moved to the left, it turned to the left, and when the pot moved to the right, it turned to the right.

Seeing this scene, Ao Xiaoniu laughed and said, "General, are you doing gymnastics? Come on, I'll shout out the beats to you, one, two, three, four, six, seven, eight, two, three, four..."

The general looked back at him and continued to stare at the wok and drool.

A pot of braised pork was released, and Ao Muyang evenly sprinkled on several plates. Although he was fast, the red soup of the sauce was not sprinkled out at all, and the meat pieces on each plate were almost the same.

When someone saw this scene, he applauded: "Brother Yang is good at technology!"

Ao Muyang's popularity made Ao Zhiyi feel sour. He curled his lips and said, "It's just a dish, how can it be like an artistic performance."

Jiang Xiaoyu came up and pulled him away: "Captain, let's go, the wedding has begun, you go and be the witness."

The wedding was very simple. Ao Qianlai was wearing a suit that he didn't know who gave him. The tie on his chest was a little wrinkled. It was obviously a long time ago.

But their family treated Jin Huizi very well and specially prepared a snow-white wedding dress for her. Lu Zhizi helped her put on makeup. Her appearance was quite good. After applying makeup, she covered her sun-tanned skin and looked even more charming.

Seeing Jin Huizi come out, many young men sighed: "Damn, Qian Lai is so lucky, I have found a good wife."

Faced with so many strangers, Kim Hye-ko was obviously very nervous and shy, and kept her head down and didn't dare to look at people.

Ao Qianlai went over to hold her hand, and she immediately leaned against her husband, raised her head and smiled.

This smile is very sweet, and it is beautiful when squinted. Ao Muyang understood why Ao Qianlai must have this wife. She has a simple charm. When she smiles at Ao Qianlai, she can clearly make people feel sincere.

The bride and groom are going to worship the world, and the banquet will be started later, so Ao Muyang works faster.

He stuffed the pot to one person, and he didn't have time to clean the pot, then he started another pot, put carp in it and started to boil it.

I was busy on the stove, and I was even busier on the other side of the world. I was about to worship the world and everyone realized that there was no emcee...

It was embarrassing now. Ao Zhiyi, as the host, stood by the altar, waiting to speak. As a result, there was no emcee to preside over the process, and he didn't know when he should go out.

Jiang Xiaoyu shouted, "Village Chief, just be an emcee."

Ao Zhiyi quickly waved his hand: "That doesn't work, that doesn't work, hey, why didn't you find an emcee? It's really, it's really unprofessional."

Everyone was so anxious that they were like ants on the stove.

Ao Qianlai was not in a hurry. He thought it was quite interesting and laughed.

Jin Huizi didn't know the local customs, so she couldn't understand everyone's words. She was also anxious when she saw the villagers being anxious, but when she saw her man laughing, she relaxed and laughed.

Seeing this, Ao Fugui said, "This is a perfect match."

When he heard him speak, someone immediately pushed him up and said, "Oh, Fugui has a good voice, so let Fugui be the host of ceremonies."

Ao Fugui stared at the boss: "Damn, the fire at the city gate affected the pond fish?"

Ao Mudong pushed him out and said, "You go up quickly."

Ao Fugui urgently took out his cell phone, searched the Internet for the lines of the host, and then coughed and said in a singing voice: "Love is like a gorgeous flower, marriage is like sweet fruits, and some people think that love is a storm, marriage is like a sunny day, and the sky is clear. On this colorful and sunny day, a couple has become lovers..."

"...Dear friends, at this moment, with a sense of expectation and excitement, under this dazzling light, let us witness the opening of this door of happiness. Now, with the warmest applause, we invite the two newcomers to join hands to enter this palace of love, so that everyone present can witness and bless them and make them happy forever!"
Chapter completed!