After a while of cleaning, a large pot was arranged in the middle of the yard, which contained boiling red soup. The soup was made of more than a dozen sheep bones for a long time. It was fresh and white. The red oil on the noodles was the base of Chongqing hot pot that Wang Ye bought from Hyundai. The bright red peppers and fragrant peppers boiled from time to time with the rolling soup.

Next to it is a pile of various meats, and the mutton is cut thinly at most. There are some hot pot ingredients that Wang also brought from modern times, such as tribute balls, crab meat sticks, shrimp dumplings... and various dipping sauces, garlic, shredded ginger, soy sauce, vinegar, and spicy oil...

Wang Ye, Cheng Yaojin, Erniu, Wang Yu, Zhang Qi, and Cheng Bo sat around, and Aunt Zhang was cutting radish and ginger beside her.

This is the countryside, and there is no distinction between men and women. Cheng Yaojin is a bandit and naturally doesn't care so much. Instead, he was attracted by the hot red oil hotpot in front of him, because the air was filled with the fragrance of broth.

"Nephew, can you eat this mutton really be hot? I see you pick it up after putting it in like this, and I won't give it to Uncle Cheng any more." Cheng Yaojin couldn't help complaining as he looked at Wang Ye's actions. After all, the family was served by servants.

"Haha, Dad, you are out of date. My brother's hot pot here is hot and hot. He can pick it up and eat it by himself. No one cares about you. Look, the mutton will change color when it becomes hot, and the meatballs can be eaten when it floats. For example, radish and this sausage will be stewed for a long time. Erniu is worthy of being a person who has eaten it once, and he speaks very well.

Aunt Zhang and Zhang Qi next to them also smiled. After all, Cheng Yaojin's aura was very intimidating, and it was not something that they, the rural people, could resist.

"Uncle, if you don't know how to cook vegetables, I'll ask Aunt Zhang to help you. I also helped me with Aunt Zhang, which is delicious." Xiaoyu is relatively simple and thought Cheng Yaojin didn't know how to eat this hot pot. Besides, as Erniu's father, he should also show his filial side.

"Haha, Xiaoyu, don't worry, uncle is also curious. The first time I've eaten such a delicacy, I'll get used to it after eating a few more times. You're right, nephew." Cheng Yaojin said while picking up a large piece of mutton and throwing it into the pot. He saw that it was almost done, so he took it out and dipped it in the sauce. It was very beautiful and he joked with a smile. After all, such delicacies are not available everywhere.

"Haha, if Uncle Cheng feels satisfied with this little thing, wouldn't the aged wine prepared by the nephew be wasted? Xiaoqi went to the main hall to bring two bottles of the glass bottle of wine." Wang also refers to the Wuliangye that tore off the packaging.

"Okay, young master." Zhang Qi ran to get it when he heard that there was wine. He had been salivating these days.

"This, is this wine? Why is it as clear as water? And this glass bottle is as beautiful as water. How much does it cost?" Cheng Yaojin looked at the wine in Zhang Qi's hand, grabbed it and asked Wang Ye.

"Haha, this wine is called Wuliangye, which is more than one level higher than Erguotou that was brought back by Erniu last time. Uncle Cheng wants to drink two more glasses today." Wang Ye said with a smile.

But Erniu, who was eating voraciously, heard the three words Erguotou, and beads of sweat as big as beans shed down, and he looked at Cheng Yaojin nervously.

"What Erguotou?" Cheng Yaojin was also confused.

When Wang Ye saw the reaction of the father and son, he didn't know what happened. It was just Erniu who took the remaining Erguotou that day; Cheng Yaojin probably didn't even smell the Erguotou, so he smiled and said, "Oh, I remembered wrongly. I drank with Xiaoqi that day, right? Xiaoqi."

"Ah, yes, yes, that wine is delicious." Zhang Qi was not stupid either. He quickly agreed when he saw Wang Ye blinking at him.

Cheng Yaojin was not stupid either. He knew that his son had something to hide from him when he saw them singing. As the saying goes, no one knows his son, and he is also a person who loves wine. His stupid son has often drunk his imperial wine.

He glared at Cheng Tieniu who was eating vegetables: "Since you have all drunk, I'll drink one bottle today, and you three points left for one bottle."

"Yes, yes, what Dad said is that if you don't have enough alcohol, I will give you one third of it, hehe." Erniu was very enlightened as a Son of Man.

"Hmph, you guys know each other."

A little bit of a small farce was harmless. A few people still ate all the ingredients in a lively manner. Half of them were killed by the Cheng family and their sons. They are worthy of being a military family. Even the fighting power of this stomach is unparalleled. As for the two bottles of Wuliangye, Cheng Yaojin only opened one bottle and drank half of them. The remaining Wang and Zhang Qifen were also killed, and there was another bottle that he said he would go back and enjoy slowly.

After the group had dinner, Aunt Zhang went to clean up the mess, Zhang Qi continued to supervise the progress, and Wang Yu was taken by Erniu for a walk by the river, and Wang could not leave the door, so he had to pull Cheng Yaojin to make tea in the yard.

But before the water boiled, Erniu and Wang Yu came back less than half a moment after going out, and a bunch of villagers were following behind him.

"Brother, Zhang Lizheng said that he wanted to discuss something with his brother, so I brought them here." Wang Yu spoke first.

"Hmm? Looking for me? I don't know him." Wang Ye stood up and supported Wang Yu in confusion and said in confusion.

Zhang Li, who was behind, walked in with a few elderly villagers, and there were a lot of young and strong men standing outside the yard and looking inside.

"My husband is polite. I am the Li Zheng from Zhangjia Village. I am nagging today to ask Mr. to give me a fair competition opportunity." Zhang Li Zheng bowed to the king and said.

"The old man doesn't need to be polite. The boy just drank some wine and is still a little confused now. I wonder what the old man is referring to?"

"That's right, Langjun, these days, the villagers have seen that building a house outside your courtyard is underway, but you are using the villager of Chengjiazhuang, eight miles away. We can do the same job as Zhangjiagou, so we want Langjun to give you a chance. After all, Xiaoyu girl, who is also a member of Zhangjiagou, has been growing up by everyone over the years... Look..." Zhang Lizheng couldn't help but blush when he spoke.

Now everyone in the yard knew that Wang Ye built a house and the project was given to the Cheng family. The Cheng family's craftsmen naturally gave priority to the Cheng family's own villager. After all, the Tang Dynasty basically guaranteed two meals a day, plus two buckets of white flour. This can be said to be a luxurious treatment in winter when there is no food and clothing. Moreover, in order to make the workers work harder, Wang Ye asked Zhang Qi to give each workers a boiled egg every day.

Wang Ye was speechless all of a sudden. He was really not thinking well. Since he settled in Zhangjiagou and had to build factories and buildings around him in the future, he originally thought that he would summon these villagers to work for him sooner or later, but he didn't expect that these people would come to him. But then he thought about it, soap and perfume workshops needed people anyway.

"I'm so serious about the old man, and I don't think about it. We will start building a workshop in two days, and it's a large workshop. At that time, I hope that the old man will organize the young and strong women and children in the village to help each other, haha." Wang Ye said to the old man in front of him and the villagers outside the courtyard with a smile.

"Ah, it turns out that my husband has made arrangements. Today, the people of Zhangjiagou are in trouble. I hope my husband will forgive me." Zhang Lizheng bowed again embarrassedly.

"Hahaha, since you have already said it, I still hope that Zhang Li is going back to organize the manpower. I guess the construction will start the day after tomorrow. Do you think so? Uncle Cheng?" Wang also asked with a smile at Cheng Yaojin beside him.

"Ahahaha, it's natural, tomorrow we can organize people to dig the foundation. I will arrange personnel to communicate with Lao Li to arrange recruitment and salary and benefits. I hope Zhang Li can help you at that time." Cheng Yaojin also felt that he was not kind enough and quickly made a promise.

"Thank you, my husband, I won't bother you anymore. Let's go back and organize the staff, hahaha."
Chapter completed!