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"Haha, I was wondering what it was all about. So that's it! The materials I asked everyone to gather are still here, right?" After hearing Erniu's words, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Yes! Everything is ready, just waiting for you, brother." Erniu was overjoyed by Mo Wen's enthusiastic response and immediately led him toward the central square of the village. As they stepped out of the courtyard, Mo Wen saw that the square was filled with a large crowd. At that moment, he regretted agreeing so quickly, but since he had already committed, he had to go through with it.
As they approached, Mo Wen noticed that the Village Chief and several elders were also present. The crowd in the square was clearly divided into two sides: one led by the men from the Hunting Party, and the other led by a woman, who was presumably the wife of one of those men. After greeting the Village Chief and the elders, Mo Wen stepped aside while the Village Chief ascended a platform at the front of the square to address the crowd.
"Everyone, today I am here with several elders from our village for two purposes. First, I would like to introduce our noble young brother, He Er Gou." Mo Wen took this opportunity to bow to both sides of the crowd. "Secondly, I have heard that our young brother is an exceptional cook, which has made the members of the Hunting Party dissatisfied with their wives' cooking skills. Furthermore, he has a method for preserving the meat brought back from hunts for an entire year without spoiling. We old fellows would like to see this for ourselves."
"Young brother, please go ahead."
"Then I shall show my humble skills." Mo Wen did not hesitate; if Old Lu could handle any food in the world, there was no reason for him to be intimidated by these people.
"Brother, let these women see what real cooking is!" The members of the Hunting Party began to cheer.
...
Mo Wen walked over to a pile of items prepared by Erniu and shook his head when he saw the "Xian Jing" that Erniu had set out. He called over a few men and instructed them on how to make salt before sending them off to get busy. It seemed he would have to prepare a few dishes first to keep everyone satisfied.
Before starting his performance, he took out some of his stock of dried meat and distributed it among the crowd while he began cooking. An hour later...
"This old man has lived many years and traveled far and wide, but I have never tasted anything as delicious as this! Come here, you lot; try some too! No wonder you men are dissatisfied with your wives' cooking!" After tasting Mo Wen's dishes, the Village Chief beckoned to several leading women. Hearing his words, the crowd—already salivating from the aroma—grew even more curious. The previous dried meat had left them wanting more; it seemed this food was even better than that meat. Their mouths watered again as they wished they could rush forward to taste it.
"Sister Xiu, how is it? Just smelling that aroma is making me weak!" A group of women rushed over as soon as they saw Sister Xiu returning after tasting.
"It's amazing!" Sister Xiu exclaimed, saliva dripping from her mouth. She quickly wiped it away and began sharing her experience with her sisters. The group of women gathered together chattering excitedly.
"Alright, you all have tasted our young brother's cooking; how do you feel about it now?" The Village Chief asked the women.
"Village Chief, we are impressed by this young brother's skills."
"Then let's disperse; leave a few people behind to learn from our young brother about handling this meat," said the Village Chief. "Erniu, you take care of this." With that, he and the elders left the square.
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