The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 260 So What About Good Feng Shui?
Yang Ye glanced around with great interest, with obvious joy in his eyes, "Not bad."

The tables and chairs are new, and the bowls and chopsticks are new. This meal is also different.

Qiao Xiaomai really knew what he was thinking, and the food on the table was very suitable for him.

On weekdays, he eats all kinds of expensive ingredients, such as pig offal, snail and loach, which rarely appear on his table.

And if he goes to a banquet, the host of the banquet will try his best to please him with expensive ingredients.

Such a thing full of local taste, taste it once in a while, he likes it!
He looked at Qiao Mai with a smile, "Miss Qiao, why don't you sit down together?"

"My lord, the girl is going to have a banquet outside." Qiao Mai replied respectfully.

Yang Ye clicked his tongue regretfully, "Then you go."

Qiao Maiying should be, and retreated with the Tong family.

After the people left, Yang Ye picked up the chopsticks, "Come here, take the chopsticks, take the chopsticks. Are these things from Anping Village?"

He pointed to the fried small fish with snail loach.

"Responding to the prince, it was Sanlang who caught it in the river yesterday." Tong Tiehu replied.

"Anping Village has outstanding people and good feng shui, so the food here must be delicious." Yang Ye put a small fish in his mouth and savored it carefully.

He moved his chopsticks, and everyone on the table also picked up their chopsticks to pick up their favorite meals.

"Yeah, yes, Feng Shui is good, and Ms. Qiao's craftsmanship is also good." Yang Ye nodded, with a look that this trip was very worthwhile.

Tong Tiehu smiled, and pointed to the various dishes on the table to explain to Yang Ye the production process of Qiaomai.

Yang Ye listened with gusto.

Dean Gu also had a satisfied expression on his face. He came here today purely for food.

You must taste Qiao Mai's craftsmanship.

The feng shui master Yang Ye brought over looked fat and fat in his 50s, with a rich smile on his face, wearing brocade clothes, and combed his hair meticulously. Just looking at his appearance, he didn't look like a feng shui master at all. Like a rich man.

At this time, the chopsticks in his hand were frequently stretched out towards the cold pig's ears, and he praised, "One layer of bone and one layer of meat, authentic, this dish is authentic."

"Mr. Ma, I'm not exaggerating, right?" Yang Ye laughed when he heard this.

"It's not exaggerating, it's not exaggerating. If the meals are like this every day, then it's okay for the old man to stay in Anping Village for a year or so." Ma Dongshu said.

"It's just a matter of Feng Shui, why does it take a year and a half?" said the majestic middle-aged man who followed.

"General Cen, you don't understand this. Feng Shui is a great subject, and our patriarch, it was a thousand years ago..."

"That's all right, all right, you don't have to memorize your master's history books." Cen Hongping interrupted the foot wrap that Ma Dongshu was about to blurt out, he looked at Yang Ye, and said with a puzzled expression, "Your Highness, even if this village's Feng Shui All right, so what?"

It's just a small mountain village, no matter how good the feng shui is, Yang Ye can still buy a house here.

"Buy a house." Yang Ye said with a look of reason, he held the snail in one hand and ate it with a toothpick in the other without any distaste, "With Miss Qiao's skill, I am definitely interested in coming here every year for a period of time. time."

Cen Hongping choked, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

He admits that the food on this table is delicious, but he is willing to live in this small mountain village because of the delicious food, he doesn't believe it.

I really like Miss Qiao's craftsmanship, just bring it back to the palace, why bother to invite Ma Dongshu here with great fanfare.

His Royal Highness King Wei must have other ulterior motives.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden noise outside. It was an extremely sad and piercing female voice, "Mai, I know I was wrong, so please plead with the village chief. I know I am wrong, please!"

(End of this chapter)