Chapter 400 A Dish of Life (5)
With Jiang Hengzhong's physical condition, it was impossible to walk to Taifeng Tower like Jiang Chengde, so when Jiang Chengde led him for a few minutes and Jiang Hengzhong's walking speed began to slow down significantly, and even stumbled a little, Jiang Chengde stopped. Called him a rickshaw.
He only ordered food for Jiang Hengzhong, but Jiang Chengde didn't want to go with him. He paid the money in advance and asked the rickshaw driver to take Jiang Hengzhong away before walking back slowly.
Jiang Hengzhong was as skinny as a paper person, lighter than most women. The rickshaw driver had always done physical work. He was strong and wore a short shirt and lay sweating in the sun. He dragged the rickshaw and ran as fast as he could in a few seconds. No one could be seen in the next step.
Jiang Chengde did not immediately take steps towards Tai Feng Tower. He just stood there and watched the rickshaw quietly until it disappeared. His clenched fists gradually loosened and turned into a long sigh.
Jiang Feng stood next to him and looked at him. Now Jiang Chengde was as old as Jiang Feng, but he had a wife, children and a young sister to support. He was even burdened with unimaginable debts for ordinary people. He had a stability that ordinary young people did not have. He also lost the impulse that ordinary young people should have.
Jiang Chengde walked slowly back along the original road, and when he led him to the entrance of Taifeng Tower, the sky began to darken. It gets dark late in the summer. Jiang Feng estimated that it should be past 7 o'clock at this time. Although the sky was still bright, the light was obviously not as bright as before. There were also some dinner guests sitting in the small restaurant along the road.
There were several carriages parked at the entrance of Tai Feng Building, and many people were standing there. The door was open and the clerk at noon was standing at the door pointing at the others and saying something loudly.
Jiang Hengzhong is not here.
When the waiter saw Jiang Chengde coming, he hurriedly greeted him and said, "Master Jiang is here. Our boss is talking to your father on the second floor. Do you need me to go up and talk to our boss? Be careful, this bottle is Don’t you know when it was passed down? If you take it, you’ll be doing nothing this year!”
The waiter's ability to change his face is somewhat worthy of Mr. Lu.
"Thank you." Jiang Chengde said, turning sideways and standing by the door so as not to block the way of the people moving things.
Seeing that they were moving only fragile objects such as porcelain bottles, Jiang Chengde asked casually: "Didn't you say that the porcelain bottles will be saved for the third batch of moves? Why are you starting to pack them now?"
The waiter suddenly showed a proud look and showed off to Jiang Chengde: "Why do everyone say that our shopkeeper is capable! Shopkeeper Lu got half of a train carriage for transporting goods this afternoon. This train transportation is not much faster than a caravan." .so palm The person at the counter said that the valuable things should be shipped over first, and this plaque will also be shipped over in the first batch. You wait, I will go up to call our shopkeeper for you. It seems that it is almost time to get this plaque. Removed. ”
As he said that, the man ran upstairs, while Jiang Chengde stayed below. Jiang Feng quickly followed. When the man stopped outside the door and knocked on the door, Jiang Feng went directly through the wall and entered the house.
Mr. Lu and Jiang Hengzhong were sitting inside talking. There were two cups of tea on the table. The cup in front of Jiang Hengzhong was only half full, and the one in front of Mr. Lu was not moved at all.
"Shopkeeper, Master Jiang is here." The waiter shouted outside.
"I know, I still have something to do here. You go down and let Bohe sit down first and serve him a pot of good tea." Mr. Lu said.
"Okay." The guy left.
"Now that Bohe is here, I'll keep the story short." Mr. Lu looked at Jiang Hengzhong and smiled lightly, "I am a businessman, and I will do whatever is profitable. I will not add insult to injury. At most, I will push it along. But I am not a philanthropist, and I will never feed idle people.”
Jiang Hengzhong was very sober at this time. He had known Mr. Lu for many years and knew that he was a person who was unprofitable and unwilling to do anything early. He also knew that Mr. Lu wanted to get something from him, but he did not understand what else in him could make people happy. Thinking about it.
Debt? All the debts he owed were to Mr. Lu.
When Mr. Lu saw Jiang Hengzhong's expression, he knew that he understood. He picked up the tea and put it down when he found that the tea was already cold when he reached his mouth.
"I wonder if Bohe has told you that I am planning to move Taifeng Tower to Peking."
"Said."
"Beiping is not Guanwai. Your ancestors of the Jiang family were imperial chefs and came from Peiping. When they came to our Guanwai, they were among the best in craftsmanship. But there are dignitaries everywhere in Beiping. Not to mention that your ancestors were imperial chefs, and even the master was an imperial chef. Quite a bit. Bohe's skills are good, but he hasn't learned anything really good. If I remember correctly, you know that dish that the commander personally praised, right?" Mr. Lu looked at Jiang Hengzhong.
“Just for this dish?”
Mr. Lu suddenly laughed: "Jingxuan, you have really damaged your brain by smoking big cigarettes in opium dens all these years. Do you know that things are different from the past? A famous restaurant in Beiping can make dozens of dollars a day." Do you remember how much you sold Tai Feng House to me for a year ago? There has been some affection over the years. I know that if I asked you to teach others the unique skills of your Jiang family, you would definitely be unwilling to do so. Last year, when Boss Qian offered such a high price, you didn’t even write down a recipe for your Jiang family’s dishes. Get out. I just asked you to teach your son, so it’s not too difficult for you, right?”
"I am Bohe's elder, so I naturally have to take care of him. Jingxuan, as Bohe's father, you never want him to become like you, a useless person with no use value, and end up just waiting to die. ”
"You've been so used to being ridiculous these years that Bohe has been following you to clean up your mess. You are also his biological father after all. You have to leave something for him and keep him safe, right?"< br>
Mr. Lu's neither gentle nor serious words pierced Jiang Hengzhong like a sharp arrow, peeling away all the false layers of protection he had used to comfort himself over the years, revealing the bloody truth.
"If you ask me, you are really lucky to have given birth to a good and filial son. You have done so many ridiculous things and yet you are still willing to support you. No matter what you do, there is someone behind you to clean up the mess for you. I'll tell you the truth. At this moment, Bohe is still waiting below. It's almost time to remove the plaque. Let's go down and take a look." Mr. Lu stood up and opened the door.
"Are there any ingredients?" Jiang Hengzhong asked.
"Yes, everything is ready in the kitchen." Mr. Lu smiled very kindly, "Look, isn't this a loving father?"
Mr. Lu went downstairs first and ignored Jiang Hengzhong behind him. Jiang Chengde was sitting at the entrance of the hall. When Mr. Lu saw him, he quickly went up to him with a smile.
"Bohe has kept you waiting for a long time. I haven't seen your father for some time. It's inevitable to talk to old friends when we meet." Mr. Lu said, "I think his spirit is much better than in the past few days." , it seems that quitting smoking is still effective.”
Jiang Chengde could only nod in agreement.
"Just now Jingxuan was telling me that he felt that he had been feeling much better recently, and wanted to teach you some dishes that you haven't learned yet. Bohe, a prodigal son can never be replaced with gold. After all, he is your father. He was indeed your father in the past few years. I'm a little confused, but my heart is still with you, so don't conflict with him later," Mr. Lu said sincerely.
Jiang Chengde looked upstairs. Jiang Hengzhong was slowly walking down, looking a little lost.
Now that everyone has arrived, it’s time to pick up the plaque.
There was no solemn ceremony. They just set up a ladder and had people climb up to take off the plaque that had been hanging on the building for decades, transport it away, and send it to a new place.
Everyone was silent.
Something was broken in Jiang Hengzhong's heart.
He couldn't remember exactly when he was infected with opium cream. Anyway, everyone smoked it, so it was nothing unusual for him to smoke it.
He had regretted it in the past few years, but it was just regret. When he became addicted to smoking, he forgot everything.
Forget the death of his father, forget the death of his wife, forget the hatred of his son.
But now when he saw the plaque being taken off in front of him, he truly regretted it.
Tai Feng Tower was once the glory of the Jiang family.
Now this glory no longer belongs to the Jiang family.
He, an unworthy man, ruined this honor with his own hands.
His cooking skills were taught by his father, and Jiang Chengde's cooking skills were taught by him, but he is not a good father or even worthy of being a father. He only cares about his own happiness but does not care about the life and death of his family.
So his family members all died, except for his son, grandson and little daughter.
Jiang Hengzhong cried.
For no reason, he suddenly knelt on the ground and started sobbing. His tears were like rain, and he was in such a state of embarrassment that he looked like a madman from a distance.
Suddenly, Jiang Hengzhong stood up again, stopped crying, took Jiang Chengde's hand and said, "Bohe, I'll make you a dish."
Such a reaction is really no different from that of a lunatic.
Jiang Chengde looked at him with no expression, as if he were looking at a stranger.
Jiang Hengzhong grabbed Jiang Chengde's hand, his fingers were horribly white and thin, and pulled him into Taifeng Tower.
"What is said outside is true, Master Jiang's father is really a lunatic." Someone whispered. (End of chapter)