"Dear shareholders, guests, brothers and sisters, I, Hu Zi, are fortunate to announce here: Royal Building Materials, Datang Colorful Glass New Year's Party begins now."

Hu Zi has already practiced, or has made up his mind. Even if Li Er is present, he is still a host of great enthusiasm and will never be afraid.

"Music starts." There is no first or second, and I go directly to the topic. There are several children on the stage, playing the piano and pulling the strings. This is a cheerful music, without a score, and there is nothing to tune. But it is just cheerful and festive, and it is also the music that children interact more often. What is the best way to call it? Let's call it New Year.

"Bucai." As the music started, people's mood became more cheerful, especially when they saw a group of children pulling hard on the stage. This situation even made everyone feel better than listening to a serious music.

At this moment, the sound of Huzi Bucai started again, "Crack, Crack, Crack..." Why do you come to the rhythm of this march? As a result, a group of maids walked towards the mat with plates. Not bad, not bad, the rhythm of the maids walking made the generals present excited. What is this? The neat steps and neat postures, and some army marching. They just like this. If there are few people, they will not like this scene. Instead, they will like some graceful figure. When there are many people, the rhythm of this army is naturally more conspicuous.

Moreover, these maids have not been trained, and only this rhythm can make them walk together, one by one, and then step on the rhythm point is the best to learn. If they are allowed to dance classical dance poses without several months of training, it will not work, and even look incongruous. With a plate in their hands, twisting their butts, and turning their waists, it will make people worry if they will throw the plate away.

Not long after, all the tables were covered with vegetables. At this time, the shareholders had not yet taken the seat. They were standing aside to welcome Li Er's arrival, and even chatting with Li Er.

"Please invite guests to the table." Hu Zi made a classic bent over and reached out to invite people inside. "Your Majesty, you can get in the table." Yang Heng also said to Li Er, and there were a row of maids coming out next to him. They were responsible for inviting guests to the table. Although they had not trained them, they could understand the costumes of these guests. They could arrange the seats of guests according to the costumes. Naturally, this seat was the most noble of Li Er's seat.

"Make a fire." Why? What kind of fire is it? Isn't the brazier next to it burning very well? The guests were a little puzzled. Because at this time, there would be a table missing at a certain distance in the entire square, and at this location there was a brazier burning. Yang Heng used the best charcoal, and there would be no smoke or carbon monoxide. However, it is not so absolute, but the amount of carbon monoxide is produced. In addition, it is placed in the open air, so it doesn't matter how many braziers are. No one will feel anything. It can only feel warm as spring.

When they found that the maids walked to their table and lit a small brazier in the middle, they realized that there was a brazier on the table. Yang Heng was too considerate. In order to fear that they were cold, they put a charcoal basin on the table.

But they were wrong, and then the maids picked up an iron rack and set it on the charcoal basin, and then put a small iron pot on the rack. What is this? Some friends guessed it right, and this is to eat hot pot. Originally, Yang Heng planned to build these iron pots to sell them to make hot pot, but he was busy with cement, even bricks, tiles, steel bars, etc. in front, and then there was glass. He actually forgot these hot pots, and he happened to use them today, so he could also promote them.

"Boy, what's this? You won't let us use this to warm the wine?" It's Cheng Yaojing again. You can't flatter Li Er like this. You see, Li Er doesn't know your feelings and is still rolling his eyes at you. It means that if there is something, I won't ask. Besides, even if I don't ask, Yang Heng will explain it. He doesn't explain, what do you know.

"Haha, General Cheng, don't worry, just wait for you to know. These maids are specially trained to cook for us." What training is just a temporary instruction. This can only show that the maids in Yang Heng's family and the maids in the Princess's Mansion are of good quality. As long as you give me a point, you will understand what they are doing and how to do it. You must know that they are doing some miscellaneous work. When it comes to these fires, it is naturally very relaxed. It is also because of the little girl. Xiao Niang has always liked to be a little teacher for them, teach them to read, even count, and learn mathematics. In this way, the quality of these maids is naturally much higher.

At this time, Hu Zi no longer presided over the meeting, but stood on the side to direct the children on the stage to cooperate with the audience, playing various music, sometimes excited and sometimes gentle. Although there is no fixed music score, it makes people feel comfortable to listen to. This is the prelude. Once the banquet enters the formal stage, they will take off the stage and hand the scene to the scene. It is time for each table to play freely, find someone to fight for wine, or even make a drink.

Just as Cheng Yaojing was scratching his head in a hurry, the water in the pot had already started, and the maids began to put some vegetables, meat, tofu, etc. into it, and even salt, seasonings and other things.

"Dear guests, here are some salt, here are some seasonings, this is public chopsticks. You can put your favorite vegetables in, or you can let the slaves put them in. By the way, the little husband said, this is called hot pot." The mystery was solved, and Cheng Feijing knew on the side, how to use this thing, but Yang Heng couldn't just use hot pot at this time. Of course, there were other dishes on the table, so the table seemed a little messy. Originally, Yang Heng wanted to make a turntable, but it was too late, so he had to arrange three to four maids on the edge of each table, otherwise the guests would pick up food, and the guests would see several plates in front of the guests. The dishes picked up naturally were placed in these plates. The table was large enough, with six guests on each table, so there were about ten people next to a table, but it still seemed a little empty. If there were no hot pot, Yang Heng really didn't know how to fill these big tables.

"Super wine." Suddenly, Hu Zi shouted again on the stage. Although it was abrupt, the guests liked it. They were worried that there was no wine, because they didn't see a jar of wine at the scene, but no one had the nerve to ask. Even Cheng Yaojing had not had time to ask about hot pot.

"It smells so fragrant," Before the wine arrived, the fragrance came first, and everyone was sucking their noses. How warm was the wine? It turned out that Yang Heng poured the wine into a large jar. The guest Weng saw it, but he didn't know what it was for. With a lid on it, the smell of wine could not be dissipated. When the lid was opened, the smell of wine naturally came out. At this time, two maids on each table rushed to Weng, and they were going to carry the wine over.

"Your Majesty, how do you drink this wine?" Yang Heng asked Li Er politely for advice, "Whatever, I am just an ordinary guest here." What you want is your words.

"Pop the wine, let us raise our glasses together, and for our common cause, we will dry this glass." Then, Yang Heng drank the glass in one sip, and the other guests were not vague and drank the glass of wine. Fortunately, the cups prepared by Yang Heng were not big, which was just a three-cent wine. This was a small wine glass that he specially made for the magnetic kiln after brewing the wine.
Chapter completed!