Chapter 776 Apple Scones
The kitchen remained the same as before, but one second Jiang Feng was still in the kitchen of Fenyuan ten years ago, and the next second he appeared in the kitchen more than ten years later. This interlacing of time and space at the same place in a short period of time gave him a sense of confusion caused by the interweaving of dreams and reality, virtuality and reality.
This confusion made Jiang Feng confused for a moment whether he was in memory or in reality. He subconsciously glanced at the position of the large oven and was relieved after seeing the oven.
Well, it is indeed out of memory.
Jiang Feng then clicked on the properties panel and flipped to the recipe column. As expected, Xia Mubing's recipe was highlighted this time.
Xia Mubing (3/4)
【Apple Scones Grade A】
Producer: Xia Mubing
Dishes details: This is a very creative and imaginative dish called apple pie, which is actually apple scones. Under limited conditions, the maker relied on his superb cooking skills and full imagination to inadvertently create this troublesome but delicious dessert, just to make his little apprentice happy. Because of the meaning behind it, this delicious scone is an unforgettable taste for its users, and eating it on your birthday will bring you good luck throughout the day.
Number of production times per week (0/1)
Jiang Feng:!
Unexpectedly, this is actually a metaphysical dish.
I just don’t know whether the lucky buff of apple scones, which I can make once a week, or carrot beef stew, which I can make only once in a hundred days, is stronger.
Jiang Feng thinks that the lucky buff of carrot and beef stew is better. Although that dish can only be cooked once in a hundred days, it is better than eating it at any time. This apple scone is limited to birthdays and must be eaten on your birthday to trigger the buff.
Just when Jiang Feng was thinking about who was going to have a birthday recently and using him as a guinea pig to try out the lucky buff, his phone vibrated.
Zhang Guanghang sent a new message.
Zhang Guanghang: It’s rare for you to have a rest today. Don’t make a special trip to the store to give me the keys and box later. Just put the key on the kitchen cabinet. It's better not to put the box in the kitchen. The kitchen cabinet is a bit damp. Please put it on the bedside table in my master's room. I'll draw you a picture later and show you the location of my master's room. The key to the room is in the three lockers to the left of the kitchen entrance.
Jiang Feng didn't need Zhang Guanghang to draw a schematic diagram for him. He had just seen where Xia Mubing's room was in his memory. Before Zhang Guanghang could send the picture, Jiang Feng followed the message he just sent and found the innermost key in the third cabinet from the left after entering the door.
Although the key was placed in the cupboard, it looked new and not dusty. It had obviously been used frequently.
Grabbing the key and the small tin box, Jiang Feng walked towards Xia Mubing's room.
As he walked, Jiang Feng sighed. He didn't know whether it was Xia Mubing who finally began to seriously plan the structure of the house in the following years, or whether the structure of these houses was actually planned by Zhang Guanghang when he grew up. Nowadays, the design of Fenyuan residential area is much more reasonable than before. There are not so many strange room layouts with only one bed or only one TV. The overall look is very normal, similar to Li's house. It is a typical simple middle-aged building. Revealing a luxurious mansion.
Before going to Xia Mubing's room, Jiang Feng went around to Zhang Guanghang's room and took a look through the window.
The room is very tidy. The small bed has been replaced by a large bed. Not only is the wall covered with wallpaper, the desk has become a computer desk, there is an LCD TV hanging on the wall, and the wardrobe has also changed from a standing cabinet to a built-in wall structure. cabinet.
It can be said that except for the size of this room, the contents inside have become almost the same.
On the contrary, Xia Mubing's room remained unchanged at all.
The furniture is still the same. Some new ones have been added but the old ones have not been thrown away. It can be seen at a glance that they have been used for many years. The wood paint on the cabinets is somewhat mottled.
Although Xia Mubing is no longer in this room, it is destined to be unoccupied, but this room is obviously cleaned every day and is spotless. The quilt is folded and placed on the bed as if waiting for someone to come back to live at any time.
Jiang Feng thought for a while and decided to put the tin box on the bedside table.
More than ten years ago, Xia Mubing's room did not have a bedside table, but now there is not only a bedside table, but also a lot of things on the bedside table. The first thing Jiang Feng saw was the familiar urn, but the ashes inside were no longer there.
Jiang Feng knew that before Xia Mubing died, he asked Zhang Guanghang to bury Li Fen's ashes with him. Zhang Guanghang found a new jar and buried Li Fen's ashes in Xia Mubing's tomb, leaving the old jar at the bedside.
In addition to the urn, there is a photo, a water glass and a clean plastic packing box on the bedside table.
The photo was exactly the one taken by Xia Mubing and Zhang Guanghang that Jiang Feng saw in his memory.
Jiang Feng could understand that the photos and water glass would be placed on the bedside table, but why was this packing box placed on the bedside table? It still looked familiar.
The more Jiang Feng looked at it, the more he felt that this packing box belonged to Tai Feng Building.
In order to highlight Tai Feng Lou’s signature packaging boxes, Comrade Wang Xiulian specially customized them. The three words Tai Feng Lou are engraved on the bottom of the box as the logo. Jiang Feng picked up the packing box and looked at it carefully. Sure enough, there were three words "Taifeng Building" on the bottom of the box. This was the packing box of Taifeng Building.
Why are you putting the packing box on the bedside table?
Jiang Feng put the packing box back on the bedside table and gently pushed it back to its original position. While pushing, he touched the junction between the lid and the box.
"Ding, get [a memory of Xia Mubing]."
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
Jiang Feng couldn't help but look at the packing box again. It was a very ordinary packing box, and it was produced by Tai Feng House.
I just don’t know if Zhang Guanghang put this packing box here specially, or if Xia Mubing had left it there before he was alive.
After the things were put away, it was time for Jiang Feng to leave and put the keys back.
Jiang Feng took another look at the photo in the frame.
He remembered the French sentence written by Zhang Guanghang that he could not understand that he saw in his memory.
Although he knew this was not good, he really wanted to know what Zhang Guanghang wrote. He also deliberately wrote it in French that Xia Mubing couldn't understand on the back of the photo he gave to Xia Mubing as a birthday gift.
Jiang Feng closed the door gently and went straight to the dining room.
Ji Xia has finished eating, and Jiang Junqing and Jiang Junlian are still cleaning the battlefield and doing the final finishing work.
Jiang Feng secretly said something bad and stepped forward to stop Jiang Junlian who was about to pour the saffron chicken soup into a bowl and make rice.
"Wait!" Jiang Feng shouted.
Jiang Junlian's hand holding the plate stopped in the air and she did not dare to move.
Jiang Feng took the plate from her hand and glanced at it, finding that there was indeed nothing left in it except soup. The apple pulp was gone, the chicken skin was gone, and the bones were piled on the table. It was obvious that the two sisters had cleaned the battlefield very clean.
Jiang Junlian:?
Under Jiang Juanlian's confused gaze, Jiang Feng gritted his teeth, picked up the plate and took a swig of thick soup.
Three people:? ? ?
After buffing his stomach, Jiang Feng went straight to the kitchen without saying a word, washed away the oil stains on his hands and wiped them with water, and went back to Xia Mubing's room again, leaving the three people in the dining room confused, looking at each other, and not daring to speak. .
"Did we eat too quickly?" Jiang Junlian looked annoyed, "Did I come back not full and wanted to eat more, but then I found out that there was no food and I could only drink vegetable soup."
Jiang Junqing suddenly understood, and then fell into despair: "It's over, today my brother cooked all the food and we finished all the food. He was so hungry that he could only drink vegetable soup. Will he stop cooking for us in the future?"
For a moment, an aura of despair enveloped the entire dining room.
Jiang Feng, the initiator, had no idea about this.
He was carefully taking apart the photo frame, for fear of damaging the old photo frame.
Fortunately, everything went well.
Jiang Feng finally understood the line of words on the back of the photo.
Spend every birthday with grandpa.
He even saw the big smiling face behind this sentence.
Youthful, bright, sunny and happy. If there is any problem with the French in the previous chapter, and if any reader knows the correct way to write it, please privately message me through the V group. (After all, I also use translation software to translate directly) (Who told me that I don’t have a big classmate who studies French)
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