Jiang Ping's reputation in Stone Village could be considered to have spread.
After the banquet, those families who were reluctant to forget and had needs came to the backyard one by one to ask for Jiang Ping's contact information.
"Master Xiaojiang, you're from Jiang Manor, right?”
"Master Xiaojiang is so young. He's so good at cooking at such a young age.”
"Master Xiaojiang, leave me your number. I still have a son who isn't married.”
"Yes, yes, yes. My daughter isn't married yet. When she comes, Master Xiaojiang will come.”
"Aunty has eaten so many dishes, but your cooking is the best.”
As he spoke, he even gave her a thumbs up.
"Also, there's an old man in my family who's celebrating his 80th birthday next year. I'll definitely ask you to come.”
"What a pity. If I had known that Jiang Zhuang had such a good chef, I would have looked for you when my son got married last month!”
"The chef that my family found at that time was 380 yuan per table. The taste was far worse than Master Xiaojiang's craftsmanship.”
Jiang Ping was surrounded by a group of people. He was almost asked about his ancestors.
It was Xia Xiangyun who saw that he really couldn't handle the enthusiasm of the village ladies, so she pulled him out.
"Aunt Xia, I'm done here. I'll go back in the afternoon.”
"Your uncle will be going back in the afternoon too. When the time comes, let him take you back on his bike.”
Xia Xiangyun's daughter was only three years older than Jiang Ping. She looked at Jiang Ping as if she was looking at her own junior.
The one in their village didn't know much about the Jiang Ping family.
Especially the women, they were very gossipy.
She knew that Jiang Ping had never stayed in the countryside before and was not familiar with the roads in the village, let alone Stone Village. What if he got lost? She was worried.
"Alright, just call me when you leave.”
Jiang Ping didn't refuse. Of course, it would be best if someone went back with him. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to go back.
She came with Aunt Xia's tricycle.
The distance between them was so far, and there was no one to bring him back. It was really troublesome.
Speaking of which, should I buy a scooter?
It was convenient to go out.
If he went to town, he could buy things in the city and bring them back.
The original owner also had a driver's license.
Previously, he had just transmigrated and was not in the mood to go out, so he just wandered around the village. Now that he had recovered, he naturally did whatever he felt comfortable.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that buying a car was imperative. In the future, he would not be taking on all the jobs in the same village. He would have to go out.
Jiang Ping sat at the side and couldn't wait to start searching for vehicle information and carefully select the brand and model.
He planned to buy a car that cost 200,000 to 300,000 yuan. It would be best if the trunk had a large space.
Living in the countryside, buying a car that was too expensive would cause one's heart to ache when they saw the bumps. It was enough.
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It was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon when he got home.
The renovation workers were still busy.
After going out for a while, the entire layout of the courtyard had changed.
Jiang Ping smashed the kitchen in front of the courtyard and moved the kitchen to the back of the courtyard.
The courtyard became larger. Vegetables were planted on the left side and flowers were planted on the right.
The persimmon tree in the courtyard was also preserved. He even bought a set of stone tables and stools and placed them under the tree.
"Xiaojiang is back."
When the workers saw that Jiang Ping had returned, they were quite happy.
When Jiang Ping was around, he would cook more and bring them to eat together.
With Jiang Ping's culinary skills, even if he made a big pot of dishes, the taste would still be very good.
The chefs who worked ate Jiang Ping's dishes every day, and they were full of energy.
They knew that they would have food to eat if they came to work for Jiang Ping's family, and it was food that Jiang Ping personally cooked. Originally, there were only two or three people working, but now, all the idle workers in the village came to help.
The plumbers and carpenters would rather help out than stay at home and lend a hand.
Why?
Wasn't it just for a free meal?
More people came to help, and the reconstruction of the old house was much faster than expected. The original plan was to rebuild the old house in three to four months, but now it could be completed in less than two months. Jiang Pingle did not refuse anyone. He just wanted to cook more.
Even if one person ate, they still had to cook. If a group of people ate, they still had to cook.
Jiang Ping had gone to the neighboring village to cook for the past two days. Those who worked could only bring their own food.
After eating Jiang Ping's cooking for a few days and then eating the dishes made at home, it really felt like a pig wouldn't eat it!
Now that he saw that she had returned, he couldn't help but be excited.
"Master Xiaojiang, we missed you so much during the two days you were gone!”
When the worker who was working on the cement saw Jiang Ping, his eyes lit up.
"That's right. If you didn't come back, I would have already opened my locker!”
The carpenters at the side also came over.
"I've helped you move all the packages you received from the supermarket at the village entrance.”
"The courtyard has been tidied up. Yesterday, we each brought some seeds over and helped you plant them. When the time comes, you won't have to worry about vegetables anymore.”
Jiang Ping was so touched that he didn't know what to say. He immediately said excitedly that he would cook a few more dishes tonight and everyone would drink together.
These village masters had really done their best to help him renovate his house. They had helped him perfect everything that he had not thought of.
They were all elders of the same village. Seeing that he was in his early twenties and was the only one left in the family, she wanted to take care of him more. She wanted to help out as much as she could. It was not a big deal.
Most of the people in the countryside who had good relationships were like this. For generations, they were all related to each other. They would basically help out whenever something happened. After all, it was easier to do things with more people.
It was this kind of kindness that did not ask for anything in return and only wanted to help him out with peace of mind that was the rarest.
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