"Are you going to have a meal? Come inside!" A simple farmer grinned and greeted him enthusiastically.

Tang Ning looked inside the village and saw that there were many tables placed in the open space in the village, with five or six people already eating. During this period, some farmers were walking around to help serve the dishes, and some were calling for tea and water.

Looking further away, there were many women picking vegetables on the fields behind the house, and some chickens and ducks were chirping in the areas surrounded by fences.

Following the man inside, I saw not only chickens and ducks, but also goats and pigs. The smoke from cooking rose, and the whole village was filled with the fragrance of cooking, and it showed a buzz and joy.

When the monks at the five or six tables saw them coming in, they were already looking at them. Both the three were innocent, but the old man and the young monk among the three were actually Jindan monks.

Perhaps seeing that they were not weak, the monks at the five or six tables did not pay much attention to them, but instead drank their own wine, ate vegetables, and chatted while smiling.

"Several guests, sit here, let's drink a bowl of water first!" The man smiled and poured a thick bowl of water for them, then brought a plate of small tomatoes and a plate of small mozzarella made by himself.

"In our village, we have our own glutinous rice sweet wine, our own pig pickled cured sauce, all kinds of vegetables, melons and beans in the fields, as well as chickens, ducks and fish. What do the guests want to eat? The people who cook and cook are all good at cooking, and the rice they make is very fragrant." The man grinned and watched the three of them introduce it.

"If you want to eat vegetarian dishes, there are mushroom steamed buns, and stewed old hen soup. Should guests come first to drink the soup?"

Tang Ning heard what the man said, and her stomach gushed. She immediately said, "Then let's make three bowls of glutinous rice and sweet wine to make local eggs, stir-fry a vegetable, a pot of chicken soup, a plate of garlic sprouts and stir-fry bacon, a plate of stewed chicken with rice wine, and steam a fish, and..."

"Enough is enough, and we will scream again if we don't." Seeing that she was going to scream again, Mr. Tang quickly interrupted and smiled and said to the man: "Let's do this first! If not enough, we will add it."

"Okay, okay." The man responded with a smile and said, "Sit a few for a while, and I'll let them cook immediately."

Zeppelhe next to him sat quietly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Glutinous rice and sweet wine to make local eggs? What is the way to eat?

He looked at his master slightly and suddenly realized that his master seemed to be very good at eating.

"Here's here, I'm here, I'm here to make the local eggs from my sweet wine." After a while, the first one came were three thick bowls, which were filled with the sweet wine aroma of glutinous rice, and the stir-fried local eggs.

Mr. Tang was addicted to alcohol. He smelled the scent of the glutinous rice sweet wine and couldn't help but take a deep breath: "Well, it smells so good."

He scooped up with a spoon and took a sip. He was slightly hot in his mouth. The wine smelled like glutinous rice and the sweet wine. It was sweet but not greasy and the fragrance of native eggs. After careful savoring it, it was endless aftertaste.

When Zeppelhe first saw such a thing, he saw yellow eggs mixed with glutinous rice and sweet wine. This look was not very good to him, but when he saw that the master was happy to drink, he also tasted it.
Chapter completed!