Chapter 75 Searching
Spicy is pain, and as we all know, pain is an unpleasant feeling produced by human brain tissue in response to stimulation of tissue damage or tissue loss that may cause tissue loss.
After his brain stopped transmitting pain to Jiang Feng, he began to feel the taste of bean sprouts.
If you ignore the spiciness, this boiled fish is pretty good with just the bean sprouts.
Jiang Feng wiped the tears that had just been burned, and picked up a piece of fish fillet like a strong man breaking his wrist.
The fish fillet is of moderate thickness. If it is too thin, it will be fragile when cooked. If it is too thick, it will not be easy to taste. The meat of wild grass carp is more tender than that of artificially raised grass carp. It is even rarer to grow to 13 kilograms like this. It is still young and strong. The meat is plump and tender.
It was still very spicy, not only spicy but also numbing. Jiang Feng rarely eats dishes with such strong flavors. Even with the bean sprouts as a preparation, tears still came out of his eyes uncontrollably.
Jiang Feng skillfully took out a piece of paper to wipe away his tears, and then took out a piece of fish.
It is not easy for a wild grass carp to grow to 13 pounds. It lived safely until it was caught in the prime of life, and was bought back by Master Chen, who is a good cook and has an eye for talents. It was fate that he made this boiled fish. .
The grass carp worked so hard to make itself the most tender and plump, and Master Chen repaid its efforts with his cooking skills. The fish fillets are all sliced according to the texture of the fish. They are made with the right ingredients, marinated properly, and heated appropriately. Jiang Feng naturally cherishes such a rare and natural boiled fish.
Even if you can’t eat spicy food, you still have to take two more bites!
Jiang Feng was like this, eating one mouthful of rice and one mouthful of fish, and soon three big bowls of rice went down, and he couldn't hold it anymore.
Jiang Feng could only look at the fish and sigh, and watched helplessly as Wu Minqi ate happily.
"Are you full?" Wu Minqi could still speak to Jiang Feng, and looked at the fish bones beside Jiang Feng's bowl, "You don't seem to have eaten a few pieces of fish, right?"
"I ate three bowls of rice," Jiang Feng said.
"Spicy rabbit head, one for each of us, you eat first!" Wu Minqi said.
Jiang Feng shook his head quickly. The boiled fish was just boiled, but the spicy rabbit head was braised, using chili peppers and dried chilies. The spiciness must have penetrated into every corner of the rabbit head. No matter how delicious it was, Jiang Feng would not dare to eat it.
He doesn't have Liu Qian's spirit of risking his life for delicious food.
Jiang Feng felt that his mouth was a little swollen now. If he ate another rabbit head, his mouth would definitely turn into a sausage mouth.
That scene is simply unimaginable.
As a native of Sichuan, Wu Minqi was not afraid of spicy food or numbness. She was not satisfied with the boiled fish and even scooped up the soup to make rice. Just looking at the red soup mixed with Sichuan peppercorns poured on the rice, Jiang Feng gasped. Wu Minqi enjoyed it.
Master Chen was still explaining: "This girl has liked to eat like this since she was a child. The big peppers are soaked in a jar."
Jiang Feng:...
You can't afford to offend the people of Shu, you can't afford to offend them.
Wu Minqi was focused on eating, and Jiang Feng came to inquire about Jiang Weiming.
"Master Chen, I would like to ask, did you know a chef named Jiang Weiming when you were working in a state-owned hotel?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Jiang Weiming? It turns out that there are several chefs named Jiang working in state-owned hotels, and some of them have retired long ago, but I don't remember any chef named Jiang Weiming." Master Chen said.
Did you change your name?
"Maybe he changed his name, but he was still working in 1987. He was probably in his sixties at that time, a little fat, good at making fish heads with chopped peppers, and had a little beard." Jiang Feng looked at Master Chen expectantly.
Master Chen thought for a moment and said slowly: "I have some impression of what you said, but his name is Jiang Yuanchao."
Very good, a very new Chinese name.
"The state-owned hotel where he worked closed down in 1993, and he moved away after that. I heard that he seemed to have moved to County Y. It's been so many years, and I don't know exactly what happened." Master Chen said he was helpless.
Although the clues are gone, knowing that Jiang Weiming changed his name to Jiang Yuanchao is already a big breakthrough, as long as Jiang Feng doesn't go around looking for Jiang Weiming all over the world.
"Thank you, Master Chen. You have helped me a lot." Jiang Feng expressed his heartfelt thanks.
After waiting for more than ten minutes for Wu Minqi to finish, the two of them paid the bill together before leaving.
It was already quite late, but Jiang Feng could still catch the last subway to go to the B&B he had booked. The two said goodbye at the subway station, and Wu Minqi did not forget to promise Jiang Feng: "I will ask my grandpa if he knows where Jiang Yuanchao has settled when I get back."
But Jiang Feng felt that it was unlikely that Grandpa Wu Minqi would know.
The state-owned hotel where Jiang Weiming worked closed down in 1993. After so many years, it was not convenient for everyone to communicate at that time, so it is estimated that there has been no contact for a long time.
After riding in the car all day, and eating boiled fish that was too spicy for his tongue at night, Jiang Feng was in a daze when he arrived at the B&B. After a simple wash, I fell on the bed and fell asleep unconsciously.
When Jiang Feng woke up the next day, it was already noon.
Turning on her phone, she saw the WeChat message Wu Minqi had sent before, telling him that her grandfather didn't know Jiang Yuanchao's current address, and comforted him a few words. The last message was "I'm going to the kitchen now, so I may not be able to reply in time." ".
The next day after returning home, he went straight to the kitchen to help out. He didn't even ask his best friends to go shopping and watch a movie together to renew the plastic sisterhood. Jiang Feng could only lament that Wu Minqi was really a cooking madman.
There is a train from the provincial capital to County Y. It only takes ten minutes, so Jiang Feng decided to try his luck in County Y. In his impression, Y County is not that big. If you look around and ask more people, you might be able to find it.
However, when Jiang Feng arrived at County Y an hour later, he discovered that he felt that County Y was not big, but County Y was not big in 1987.
Thirty years have passed, and Y County is no longer the small county town it once was. It has developed rapidly due to its proximity to the provincial capital, and its scale is close to that of some third- and fourth-tier prefecture-level cities.
Jiang Feng left the train station in Y County and bought a map. Everyone was a little confused.
How to find this?
There are several million permanent residents in Y County, and he knows just one name. If you want to have great luck, the probability of finding this person is lower than winning the lottery.
Wang Hao sometimes wins five or ten yuan when buying scratch-off tickets.
Jiang Feng could only find them from the commercial streets with the highest concentration of people.
Throughout the day, Jiang Feng asked one store after another, "Do you know an old man named Jiang Yuanchao who should be in his nineties now?" He dominated the circle of friends in terms of exercise steps on WeChat, and he didn't receive any goods.
Jiang Feng felt like he was posting a missing person notice this day, but someone else's missing person notice at least had a photo, and he had nothing but a name.
Finding Jiang Weiming was much more difficult than he imagined.
After a day of inquiries with no results, Jiang Feng could only buy a train ticket to return to the provincial capital. He did not expect Jiang Weiming to leave the provincial capital at first, so he directly booked a B&B for five days. Fortunately, Y County was close to the provincial capital, so it was easy to travel back and forth. Not very time consuming.
Back at the B&B, Jiang Feng calmed down and reorganized his thoughts.
If you use today's method to find someone, you may not be able to find someone in five days, let alone five months.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Jiang Feng began to sort out the interpersonal relationships he knew about Jiang Weiming.
Jiang Weiming worked as a chef in a state-owned hotel in the provincial capital in 1987. Han Guishan met him there, and the fish head with chopped pepper was a love dish for him and his wife. Later, in 1993, the state-owned hotel...
Wait, Han Guishan and his wife’s love dish.
His wife, isn't she the waitress at the state-owned hotel?
Jiang Feng had never met Han Guishan's wife, so he checked it out on Baidu Encyclopedia just to be on the safe side. Sure enough, the photo Du Niang showed was that of the waitress at the state-owned hotel where Jiang Weiming was working, named Wang Jing. Yes, Jiang Feng still remembered Jiang Weiming calling her Jingjing.
Right, all right!
Wang Jing and Jiang Weiming worked together, and they seemed to have a good relationship. She must know Jiang Weiming's current address!
Jiang Feng almost wanted to slap himself. After working blindly for a day and going around in a big circle, he actually missed the most critical information.
Opening WeChat excitedly, Jiang Feng organized his words, made up a seemingly reasonable reason that coincided with the coincidence, and sent a WeChat message to Han Guishan to ask his wife if she knew Jiang Weiming's address.
Editing completed, send.
Jiang Feng happily turned off his phone and went to sleep. Thank you sister for your reward of 1,000 starting coins for your protection, your book friend for your reward of 140412184936671.500 starting coins, and your reward of 100 starting coins for playing on time and skipping repairs! !
(End of chapter)