Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1110 - 1086. The dishes are served!

The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is actually a day with good weather.

Although the temperature in the morning and evening is still close to below zero, at noon, the sun is high in the sky, and only a gentle breeze blows, even the withered trees behind the mountain are lit with exceptionally bright colors.

A few magpies, having spotted that this house has good food, are now perched on the treetops behind the mountain, chattering away, waiting for any chance to steal something.

In such a big environment, eating outside is genuinely comfortable.

The only problem is...

City leader Wang Sen silently looked inside through the floor-to-ceiling window, feeling very resentful inside.

The big leaders and possibly bigger leaders are having a great time, and he, the head of a mere 18th-tier small city, can’t even join the gathering, boo hoo hoo...

What’s worse is that not only can’t he join, but he kept everyone waiting because he arrived late!

Now, he and his secretary stood under the porch, outwardly calm, but inwardly very gloomy.

And this gloominess peaked when Song Sancheng cautiously approached.

Simply because the other seemed unaware of anything, and stabbed him a few more times instead:

"Leader... see here... I... I want to ask if you could take a photo with me, would that be convenient?"

As a qualified leader, Wang Sen felt like he was, as young people say every day, emotionally stable.

But looking at Song Sancheng’s sincere face, he really, really found it hard to stay stable!

— You have such strong connections at home yet want a photo with me, is it intentional?!

But at this moment, he couldn’t express any of his emotions, only managed a forced smile: "How could I oblige! Those few inside that room..."

Song Sancheng glanced inside and saw those two purchasers serving tea to Secretary Xiaozu’s grandfathers...

They are indeed good at procurement; look at how well they build connections!

Song Sancheng understood and said, "Oh my, I forgot they used to be our city council’s procurement staff. Now they’ve been transferred to the provincial capital, no wonder you find them familiar!"

Procurement? What procurement?

Wang Sen was dumbfounded.

And then Song Sancheng thought for a moment and praised Secretary Xiaozu further: "Also, those elderly people inside are all Secretary Zhu’s own grandpas from our village! I specifically invited them, our Director Zhu has done quite a lot of real work..."

Wang Sen listened from being muddleheaded to suddenly enlightened!

Right now, when Song Sancheng looked over again, he found the leader’s smile was deep and genuine, almost like the winter sun!

Such comfort to the soul!

"You want a photo!" the other said warmly:

"Sure, we can have a photo! I really like the lively atmosphere of our farmhouse here! But aren’t we busy serving dishes now? How about we all have a group photo after our meal, does that seem good to you?"

What could Song Sancheng say?

He almost wanted to slap his thigh and say "Absolutely perfect"!

But fortunately, before he could speak, Wu Lan shouted: "Everyone, sit down! Quick, sit, otherwise it’ll get cold and the dishes will cool..."

In the countryside, a grand banquet wouldn’t be pulling and dragging at this time, at most a few who enjoy drinking gather lively.

And Song Sancheng carried a tray, already started serving dishes now!

The first served were a few cold platters!

Smashed cucumber, shredded radish, black fungus... On this bustling winter morning, looking at these refreshing cold dishes, everyone couldn’t help but take a deep breath!

"Oh my! How are these dishes seasoned, they smell so good!"

"Didn’t you see, besides their own chef, there’s also reportedly a top-notch chef, specifically hired from a large restaurant..."

"I know, I know! At those five-star hotels, chefs can earn a million annual salary!"

"Hiss—No wonder the dishes smell so good, earning a high salary really indicates a talent!"

In the kitchen, Master Jiang, who earns a monthly salary of four thousand, had just finished preparing the sauce for garlic white pork.

The pork was already sliced and plated, the thickness was even, the size was just right.

Now, it was arranged into a symmetric circle on a simple plate, and the sauce with chili oil was poured in, though the cold meat lacked fragrance, it was mysteriously appealing at the moment.

The trio carrying trays walked all over the venue, the leader was arranged at a table with Song Youde, watching helplessly as the small tray was overcrowded with five dishes, couldn’t help but feel curious.

But once the dishes arrived at his table, he quickly said: "Not busy here, go serve inside first..."

Before finishing his sentence, Song Youde beside him passed a cigarette: "Leader, you try this, this tobacco is cut by our own house, those elder brothers inside liked it a lot previously!"

Wang Sen: ...

His hand that was rejecting took a turn at his mouth and with a smiling thank you, he put the cigarette back in his pocket.

As for others who have them tucked behind their ears, he pretended not to see.

Following that, everyone at the table started watching him.

Everyone knew he was the head of the city, and now, since he hadn’t moved his chopsticks, who would dare to reach out first?

But the table next door had already started eating noisily!

And the dishes on this table, they look and smell so tempting! When on earth to start eating?!

Under everyone’s gaze, Wang Sen had no choice but to leave his interest in the interior and instead invited everyone to eat, casually picking up a chopstick of shredded radish!

Cool, crisp, fresh in the winter, felt like a clump of crushed ice on his anxious heart! So refreshing!

Hey! This taste is unusual!

The leader’s eyes lit up, and as he reached out his chopsticks again, he saw a pair of chopsticks faster than his!

Reaching out with chopsticks was the secretary who had been following him!

He was chewing with his mouth, a bit of red oil stained the corner of his lips. But the movement was swift, and once more picked up a piece of white meat stained with red chili oil sauce, and promptly put it into his mouth.

Seeing the leader watching him, he quickly pulled out a pair of disposable chopsticks, tore open the packaging, and fiercely picked up a chopstickful for the leader too!

That chopstick used all his lifetime skills, picking up a full five pieces! Looking at the others’ excitedly rushing to grab, it was impossible not to praise him for being thoughtful thoroughly!

But Wang Sen found it hard to describe this emotion.

After all, the secretary was appointed by him after he took office, usually steady and reliable. But now as he looked over...

Is there a problem with my judgment?!

He chewed on the meat tastelessly, crushed sesame soaked in chili oil within the sauce, good garlic mud mixed together, leaving a rich flavor in the mouth.

And this richness combined with the natural aroma of cooked pork, as slowly chewing, the fat and high-calorie heavy flavor stimulated, he could immediately understand the secretary’s previous image.

He could also understand why the usually bustling country banquet quietened instantly from the moment serving began in the inner or outer yard.

Upstairs, Song Tan watched the three on the terrace: "They’re all eating; why aren’t they coming down?"

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