After eating lunch.

Yang Jun watched the three children write big characters while he went back to the bedroom to lie down.

Squinting his eyes, his thoughts flew away, his mind sank, and his whole person entered the space.

He wanted to take advantage of these two days to separate the ingredients that Zhao Tiancheng gave him, so that it would be easier to take them out directly.

After working for about ten minutes, he prepared the ingredients on the list and placed them in a corner of the space.

Then, he came out and watched Yang Laosi and the others practicing calligraphy.

Not to mention, the three of them are good at writing big characters.

Yang Qun had the best handwriting and the most serious attitude, but Yang Yu had a very ungrateful attitude and her writing was careless. She corrected her attitude only after being scolded by Yang Jun for a few sentences.

After reading for more than an hour, Yang Jun's hands felt itchy, so he became interested and wrote a few big characters.

As soon as he finished writing the words, he was laughed at by a group of people headed by Yang Laosi.

Yang Jun was not angry and told them to write carefully, then directly balled up the paper and went to the kitchen.

He first took out two jars of thirty-year-old daughter's red wine from the space. This wine weighs five kilograms per jar, and two jars equal ten kilograms. It is just right for a dozen comrades.

But when I thought that this was good wine, I was afraid that it would not be enough, so I simply took two more jars.

Looking at Yang Laosi and the others who were writing seriously in the yard, Yang Jun then took some fruit from the space and was alone in the kitchen making a platter.

He doesn't know how to fry vegetables, but he still knows how to put together a fruit platter.

After working for nearly two hours, he put out four fruit platters.

"Let's take a rest and eat some fruit."

Yang Jun put the fruit plate on the table, indicating that they could rest.

"Brother, is this the feast you are talking about?"

Yang Laosi rolled his eyes and pouted in disgust.

"This is a snack before the big meal. Let's moisten your throat first."

Yang Jun pinched a grape and put it in his mouth, pointed to the kitchen with his finger,

"Didn't you hear me cooking a big meal for you in the kitchen just now?"

"just you?"

Yang Laosi sneered coldly: "Brother, can we stop wasting food?"

"roll……"

Yang Jun made a gesture of taking off his shoes, which scared Yang Laosi and ran away holding the platter.

Yang Qun and Yang Ling were rushing around behind.

"Fourth Aunt, you can't eat alone."

When Yang Yu went to the yard next door, Yang Jun looked at the time. It was already past four o'clock, and there were still two hours before get off work.

In order to make it look like he was cooking in the kitchen, he locked the door and started banging in the kitchen, which made Ma Xiangxiu anxious through the courtyard wall.

Until six o'clock in the afternoon, seeing that he was about to get off work, Yang Jun quickly took out the food in the space.

He first took six ordinary meals and put them on the kitchen chopping board, then took fifty white flour buns and put them in the cage, tucking them up with quilts.

Afterwards, he went directly to the restaurant and took out all the twenty-four state banquet dishes that Lao Zhao had cooked.

Since the table is a bit small, I can only place a few soup dishes on the cabinet next to it.

Looking at the food on the table, he couldn't help but take a few bites.

Not to mention, the taste is very delicious, worthy of the work of a top chef.

Just as Yang Jun was devouring plain-cut chicken, the courtyard door rang.

He quickly went to open the door.

"Oh, you guys came here from get off work early?"

"That's necessary. I heard that you have prepared the 35-year-old daughter's red. If we don't come here soon, you won't drink it all."

As soon as he entered the door, Li Tiezhu shouted.

Yang Jun didn't need to be polite, these bastards tried their best to infiltrate the Japanese who came to raid the village.

They all carried many gifts in their hands.

"Come here if you come, why do you bring anything with you..." Yang Jun opened the door and motioned for them to come in, saying politely.

Before he could finish speaking, Li Lixin said with a smile: "Old Yang, if you continue to be so polite, do you believe I will take the gift back?"

"Bring it to you."

Yang Jun stopped Li Lixin who was about to go back and snatched the gift from his hand.

These comrades really can't be so polite, otherwise they would take it seriously.

"I said, Lao Ji, you are still the big brother. Are you embarrassed to come empty-handed?"

Lao Ji walked at the end, with his hands behind his back and a cigarette in his mouth, looking carefree.

Ji Demin smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "I brought this, do you want it?"

"Hey, considering your age, let's forget it."

Yang Jun smiled, put down his hand, and joked: "But this won't happen next time."

As soon as a dozen comrades entered the house, they began to sweep away the house.

They looked around in this room and that one. If they saw something good, they would put it in their trouser pockets.

However, the only room they didn't enter was the master bedroom.

Although they are usually careless and have no boundaries when it comes to joking, they still understand the rules. The room where the hostess lives is absolutely not allowed.

"Lao Yang, this half bag of tea belongs to me."

Li Tiezhu saw half a bag of tea on the coffee table and put it in his pocket.

"These two cigarettes belong to me." Li Lixin put the cigarette into the creaking nest without being polite at all.

"..."

The only one who was relatively honest was Li Sanjiang. This guy didn't wander around, he just sat on the sofa and watched the bandits sweep away with a smile.

Even that old bastard Ji Demin has a Parker pen.

"Wocao, this table of food belongs to me."

As soon as Wang Erwa entered the restaurant, she was immediately shocked by the rich food on the table.

"Brothers, I'll eat first."

Wang Erwa screamed, sat down directly, grabbed her chopsticks and started eating the food.

Everyone was attracted by Wang Erwa's scream.

Seeing the table full of food, they were so surprised that they could stuff eggs into their mouths.

"I said, Lao Yang, you can't get this table without five hundred yuan."

Li Lixin asked while eating the food, not wanting to be left behind.

"It's not that exaggerated. It's about a hundred yuan."

Yang Jun counted his fingers and said, "The ingredients were bought in the market. I just hired a cook from a state hotel to help me. It didn't cost much."

"Dear me, you can actually hire the cook from the State Guesthouse, you old Yang Niu."

Li Tiezhu said with a thumbs up.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Okay, stop standing and take a seat."

Yang Jun led Lao Ji to the main seat, and then asked others to find a seat and sit down.

A dozen people can sit down even if they squeeze in.

After they sat down, Yang Jun returned to the kitchen and brought in a jar of daughter red.

"Brothers, this is the daughter of thirty-five years old. Today it will open your eyes."

Yang Jun held the wine jar and opened the wine in front of everyone.

Just like last time, I just patted off the sealing soil with my hands, uncovered the layer of oil paper underneath, and a mellow smell of alcohol filled the whole room.

"Good wine."

Wang Erwa sat near the door, hugged the wine jar, and filled a bowl for herself first.

"I asked Erwa, do you still have any rules? Boss Ji is still here, is it your turn?" Li Tiezhu shouted dissatisfied.

Wang Erwa rolled her eyes and said: "Li Gangtou, you didn't know that I didn't obey the rules. How did you know that this bowl was not for Boss Ji?"

Wang Erwa put down the wine jar, held the wine bowl in both hands and handed it to Ji Demin,
To be continued...