In that special era, if you don't destroy the enemy, the enemy will eat you.

Since this battle, Ge Jiangshi's wife and the women of Daijiazhuang have found a good way to eliminate the devils, which is to lure the devils to come to the village to eat their baked flatbread and kill them when they are addicted.

Of course, the women in the village did not all use a spatula to shoot, a rolling pin, and a hot pot to burn, but in practice, they gradually found a cleaner and neater way.

For example, once, when there were many devils coming, when Ge Shishi's wives and women baked flatbread for them, they quietly drugged the flatbread and poisoned a whole squad of Japanese devils.

During the eight years of the Anti-Japanese War, the wives and women of the Ge Jiang style eliminated dozens of Japanese devils, and at the same time practiced the unique skill of baking 10,000-layer flatbread.

Later, the Anti-Japanese War was won, but the women of Daijiazhuang passed down the technology of 10,000-layer cake from generation to generation.

Of course, this kind of technology, Ge's wife is the best at it, and when it comes to flatbread technology, the Ge family is the most authoritative and has become a masterpiece in the village.

The golden boy listened, watched, and admired, and there was a movement in his mind: In the future, if the 10,000-layer cake of the Dai family Zhuang Ge family was brought to the city, wouldn't it be a famous food for a generation?

Ge looked up at the sky, today's weather is good, the flatbread is baked, the braised grass carp is ready, and the table is set up in the courtyard, and the "courtyard rice" is eaten on the spring breeze and beautiful day.

In fact, this kind of "yard rice" in the countryside tastes unique, and the golden boy who came out of the fairy world is no stranger to this.

Ge Shishi smiled at the golden boy: "Hehe, it's summer, and there are many people." Why don't we sit in the house and eat, how about we eat under this big tree?"

"Very well! it's more interesting!" replied the golden boy.

Ge asked for the opinion of the golden boy, so he asked his granddaughter Golan to borrow a table from the neighbor Zhang Jianhua's house. Together with his three dining tables, four tables and 15 small stools were placed around him, and a large banquet table in a farmhouse was set up.

The whole family sat down with the golden boy, and the old birthday star was helped out of the house by the family and sat on the upper seat.

The women of the Ge family moved together, and after a while. The table was full of food.

The 10,000-layer flatbread with brown and oily bread is cut into large triangles and placed in a "shallow" made of a large sorghum stalk. Placed in the center of the table, around it, there is a bowl of red bean noodle sauce with water, and a plate of washed and chopped green onions. A large plate of scrambled golden eggs.

"Be careful not to burn. Here comes the fish!" Golanlan's mother, Wang Junfang, held a white porcelain basin in both hands, and the heat was rising from the basin.

The golden boy could smell the scent of wild fish from afar.

This fish is the three-pound grass carp of the Golan Fork, this is a pure wild fish, and the fragrance it wafts out is naturally different from the farmed fish.

For the sake of grandeur, Goranlan's mother deliberately braised the whole strip. A large braised fish served on an extra-large plate. Placed in the center of the table, looking at the appearance of the fish, I came to appetite.

Of all the adult women, Goranlan's mother was the most bold, and the golden boy glanced at this thirty-seven-eighteen-year-old peasant woman, neat and clean, with a beautiful hair on her head and a decent rural spring dress.

Don't look at her giving birth to a daughter, but she can't see her old appearance at all, her chest is quite tense, her waist is thin, her legs are long, and her eyes are bright.

She touched Goranlan's head for a while, patted Golanlan's waist for a while, and pulled Goranlan's ears for a while, without any sense of restraint and politeness in front of the demons, just like her own family eating together.

Golanlan's mother still quietly glanced at the golden boy from time to time, and the meaning in her eyes was really thick and endless.

The golden boy looked closely at the appearance of Goranlan's mother, and imagined in his mind that when she was young, she was simply a version of Golanlan in the past.

Even with her refreshing temperament, she could see the shadow of Goranlan.

As the saying goes, there is a mother who has a daughter.

In addition to this big fish, there is also a large bowl of fragrant small fish, which was newly caught from the bay pit with a net in the morning.

The small fish are alive and kicking before they are cooked, the authentic wild small fish, there are small grass carp, there are small crucian carp, there are small sickles, they are all as big as fingers, the small fish is stained with flour, fried in oil in the pot, and then simmered slowly, eaten in the mouth, and chewed together with the tender fish bones, which makes people faint.

Of course, the protagonist is still the big plate of braised grass carp, which is the one that was forked by Golan just now, and the wild fish that just came out of the water was immediately braised in the pot, how delicious and delicious it was.

At this time, Golanlan's mother picked up a piece of the best-baked cake, peeled off both sides of the cake, stuffed a large piece of scrambled egg into it, stretched out her snow-white arm, and stuffed it to the golden boy: "Come, Master Lanlan, eat 10,000 layers of bread, there is nothing to eat in this small village on the plains, you have to eat enough, don't go home and go hungry to sleep." ”

As soon as the golden boy took the flatbread, a green onion dipped in the noodle sauce appeared in front of him, which was stretched out by the little hand of the Golan Meat Capital: "Master, in my house, let go of eating, you are not welcome." ”

The golden boy took the green onion segment, snapped a bite of the flatbread and eggs, clicked a bite of the green onion dipped in the yellow sauce, and chewed a few times with pleasure, which was really delicious.

After tasting it, the golden boy found that this 10,000-layer flatbread really lived up to its name, it was crispier than the best dumpling pastry in the city, and when you bite into it, it seems to diverge on its own, and there is a unique fragrance overflowing in the mouth.

Even if the immortals have eaten such a flatbread in ordinary times, this flatbread can contain many years of hard work of women.

"Grandpa, grandpa, why don't you come for a few cups?" Golan was elated at this time, and excitedly mobilized the old man and grandpa to drink.

Of course, her real purpose is to let her master drink outside the golden boy, saying that the Ge family is a treat, but in fact, she is the mastermind of Lan Lantou. As the mastermind, how can you not let the master have fun.

Golanlan's father and Zhang Jianhua's brother went to work in the city together, not at home.

Dad was not at home, so Goran used a girl's coquettishness on the old man and grandpa.

The red-faced old birthday star, since he was stuck in his throat by a fish bone a few years ago, had a problem and couldn't pronounce and speak, and after listening to the words of his great-granddaughter Goranlan, he smiled and nodded.

The golden boy looked at the old man Cangsang who couldn't speak, and thought to himself, how to set up a cure for the old birthday star's disease, and let the old birthday star speak.

If he wants to be able to speak, it will naturally be another situation.

When Ge Xiangshi heard his granddaughter's words, he immediately said: "Drinking? Of course, what kind of day is it, how can you not drink, eat something to cushion your stomach before drinking, this is to not hurt your stomach." ”

The golden boy wanted to bring out two bottles of liquor from the storage bag, but when he saw Golanlan's mother and her two sisters, they went back to the house and brought a few bottles of locally produced liquor, and brought a small porcelain bowl-shaped wine cup used by rural people, which is commonly called a wine cup in the countryside.

The golden boy thought to himself, drink this local bar first, and drink the wine he brought from the underwater empire later.

Jin Tong has heard that in a lonely village in this administrative county, there is also a distillery, located in the county seat, but the scale is not very large, with an annual output of dozens of tons of liquor.

The kind of liquor called "Shili Xiang" is completely original liquor, without any blending, the wine bottle is a traditional glass bottle with honest baba, the label is a small rectangular light yellow paper, the degree on the wine bottle is 66 degrees, there is no gorgeous advertising statement, it is simply written: raw materials: sorghum, rice, canal water.

However, this wine is a real grain wine.

During the period of living in Daijiazhuang, Jin Tong drank this "ten miles of incense" several times, it was spicy in the mouth, there was not much fragrance, but after drinking, he felt that his body was hot, his whole body was comfortable, he was refreshed, and there was an inexplicable sense of pleasure in his heart.

Rural people are real, the porcelain small bowl-shaped wine cup, pour a cup of wine one or two, and Ge take the lead to drink, one cup of dry cup, saying that only by drinking in this way can the wine taste be drunk.

Ge Zhuangshi, who is over 70 years old, drinks so boldly, how can the golden boy twist it, and it is also a dry cup, not to mention, in the yard of the farmhouse, such a dry and one cup of drinking is really enjoyable.

After three rounds of drinking, Ge put his face red, came to a greater interest, stood up, walked to the small grass hut on the west side of the courtyard, took his heirloom Nine Dragon Whip, put it in his hand, glanced at his father, and then at the golden boy, the golden boy knew that the old man was going to show off.

This is the practice of Ge Hang, as long as it is a good day, he will throw the whip, the long Nine Dragons whip up, "rattling" explosion, a few points louder than firecrackers.

When he celebrated his 71st birthday, he threw 71 rings.

And when congratulating his father's old birthday star on his 111th birthday, he threw 111 rings!

What a work that is!

"Quack, quack, quack......"

Ge put the style today is both physically and mentally refreshing, the muscles and veins are stretched, and the long whip is thrown up, like wind and electricity, and the sound is crisp and loud.

"One, two, three, four......" The golden boy counted silently, and the Ge style shook a total of 108 rings.

"108 cannons! Hehe, a whole 108 cannons! A lot of cannons! Give my granddaughter Lanlan 8 cannons, give 100 cannons to the foreign demons, the two of them add up to a total of 108 cannons, a lot of cannons! Ge said with a smile.

After the 108 whips were thrown, he was breathless, and his voice was like a bell.

Ge has already put the idea of the golden boy in his heart, can he not regard the golden boy as a guest?

When the golden boy heard that Ge Jiao Shi deliberately threw the whip for him and Ge Lanlan, he naturally understood Ge Jiao's intentions, and smiled silently, but he was grateful.

Ge threw the whip like this, and there was another intention, which was to throw it to the Zhang family, didn't your Zhang family invite the foreign demons to eat dumplings stuffed with rabbit meat, then I will invite the foreign demons to eat the Ge family's heirloom delicacy 10,000 layer flatbread, and this banquet is much more lively than your Zhang family.

Cut, I want to compare with my Ge family, your Zhang family is a little worse. (To be continued......)