Yun Hao finally gave in. Eight tables it was.
The cook went to the kitchen to start the meal, grumbling all the while. If he had known it was going to snow today, and that he'd be stuck with such a small pot, he wouldn't have come to cook this meal for three yuan, let alone two. It was a complete ripoff.
Fortunately, Yun Hao had prepared plenty of ingredients, all of which he had bought from the villagers.
Most of it was wild boar meat.
When everyone heard Yun Hao was getting married, they took out the wild boar meat they had been saving for themselves and sold it to him at market price.
But even so, it wasn't as much meat as when Leng Yuan had hosted his banquet.
On that point, Yun Hao simply couldn't compare.
No matter how much money he had, there was no way to buy that much meat. Still, this was already far more than what an average family would have for a banquet.
"Yun Hao, it's time to go pick up the bride."
Hu Ziqiang called out to Yun Hao, wheeling a bicycle over.
