Chapter 811 Roast Duck Grade A
Jiang Feng felt that without Comrade Zhao Lanhua's last words, this memory would definitely be a sweet love story, but with the last words, it would be a bit like a love horror story.
Maybe this is the legendary marriage is the tomb of love.
Jiang Feng clicked on the properties panel and found the recipe list. Sure enough, the old man had another recipe, and he was finally proud that it was an A-level dish.
Jiang Weiguo(3/4)
【Roast Duck Grade A】
Producer: Jiang Weiguo
Dishes details: This is a famous northern dish with a long history. The producer relies on his excellent cooking skills and rare patience to make this dish delicious even though the raw materials are slightly inferior. Because of the special timing of eating it, this dish has become an unforgettable dish for Zhao Lanhua. It is her first and best yearning for marriage. There is a certain chance of recalling the best memories of marriage within an hour after eating it, which really enhances the relationship. The perfect dish for couples to bond.
Number of productions per day (0/3)
Friendly reminder: This dish needs to be eaten with roast duck and duck soup to trigger the buff.
Who would have thought that Grandma Jiang's yearning for marriage would actually be a roast duck.
What really surprised Jiang Feng was that the old man's roast duck actually had an A grade. It wasn't that he looked down on the old man. In his memory, he thought that this roast duck was probably B grade. It looked delicious because of the age.
Unexpectedly, it was grade A. One of the old man’s best dishes was roast duck, but he never made it.
Jiang Feng thought for a long time why the old man never cooked roast duck. Even the whole family didn't know that the old man could actually cook roast duck. Reminiscent of the memory in which the old man told Grandma Jiang to eat quickly so that Master Huang and the others would not find out that he knew how to cook roast duck, because he did not want to roast duck in front of the stove every day, Jiang Feng guessed that the old man might really not do it because he didn't want to do it.
The old man is actually a person who is very afraid of trouble. He is not a salty fish. He just doesn't like to do boring and boring things without challenges. Roast duck in the hanging oven requires someone to watch and stir the duck constantly so that the duck is heated evenly. If the old man revealed that he knew how to cook roast duck, he would definitely become the roast duck leader of the state-owned restaurant and cook roast duck every day. After all, in the southern region, he wanted to It is still difficult to find a roast duck chef who can make A-grade roast duck.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, simply pretend that you don't know how to do it. It is indeed something that the old man can do.
Jiang Feng began to think about whether he would be pushed to the ground and beaten violently if he told the old man that he wanted to learn to roast duck tomorrow.
It had been a long time since he had been scolded by the old man, and he still missed it.
Jiang Feng shuddered when he thought of this, drove this terrible and ridiculous thought out of his mind, and continued to study the item bar.
In the past, Jiang Feng could watch at most two memories at a time. Although watching the memories was not tiring, it would be a bit confusing if he watched too many memories, especially when the two memories spanned a large distance or the time in the memory was very long.
After all, who can watch movies for a week and have to sit on the steps and watch the moonlight at night?
But this time it was different. Jiang Feng was going to watch the third one.
Look at which one he has chosen, just look at the old man’s one!
Based on Jiang Feng's understanding of the game, the old man's memory is most likely a stew. It must be a stew. There is no mistake.
This game just likes to play serials.
Even though he hadn't eaten stew for two years, Jiang Feng still couldn't help but tremble when he thought of it.
That was stewed meat. It goes without saying that any strong-minded man weighing more than 200 pounds in the Jiang family has not bowed before the stewed meat. Needless to say, just thinking about it makes his face turn pale, memories flood into his heart, and stomach acid surges into his throat.
Only the old man has never broken it. He never eats it, and his uncle will not persuade him to eat it.
Now, Jiang Feng felt that he had a chance to see the old man bend his back.
Thinking about it makes me a little excited.
With an excited heart and trembling hands, Jiang Feng clicked on [A Memory of Jiang Weiguo] and clicked yes.
A fog.
"Can the front end of the bicycle be replaced?" Before the fog cleared, Jiang Feng heard Ms. Zhao Lanhua's voice.
"Okay, but I didn't replace the front end of the car. It was already replaced when I bought it." This was the deep voice of Jiang Weiguo.
The sound was very clear and the fog was very thick. Just when Jiang Feng tried hard to listen to the sound and identify where Jiang Weiguo and Ms. Zhao Lanhua were, he was hit by a wall of air.
The fog hadn't even cleared yet, and he couldn't see anything clearly when he was hit by a wall of air.
The collision caught him off guard, and Jiang Feng fell to the ground immediately. Because the air wall came so suddenly, Jiang Feng was stunned by the collision and was unable to get up immediately. As a result, he was lying on the ground and was hit by the air wall. He moved forward a few steps before he climbed up and climbed up. Take two quick steps forward.
The road is not smooth yet.
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
Play with me?
Fortunately, Zhao Lanhua didn't walk very fast. Even if the fog didn't clear for a long time, Jiang Feng couldn't see anything. Once he was prepared, he could bump and run a few steps without getting bumped or falling.
"How far is it?" Jiang Weiguo asked.
"Hurry, there are still two miles of land left."
"I came out late this morning. Sit on and I will take you riding there."
"No, no, no, the road behind is all ridges and uneven. If you ride a bicycle, you will break the bicycle." Zhao Lanhua's voice suddenly became louder, "This is a new bicycle you just bought, how can you ride it?" What about bad? ”
"It's originally an old one. The front end of the car has been replaced. It's fine."
"The front end of the car has been replaced, of course it's a new one. It's very fast if we just push it like this. We'll be there soon without delaying things. Our family is late for dinner."
The fog cleared.
The first thing Jiang Feng saw clearly was Jiang Weiguo's face filled with question marks.
After the fog cleared, Jiang Feng found that he was now on a country road. It is not the kind of country road with wild flowers blooming and cobblestones on the roadside that is painted in the Chinese language book, full of tranquility and beauty. It is a narrow, uneven road in the true sense, bordered by fields and ridges, full of sharp pebbles and yellow mud. Difficult country roads.
Zhao Lanhua is right. Bicycles are indeed not suitable for riding on this kind of road. There is no problem of damaging the bicycle. The main reason is that people may not be able to bear it.
On this road, Erli probably had to fall more than a dozen times and land directly into the hospital.
After looking at the surrounding environment, Jiang Feng noticed that Zhao Lanhua and Jiang Weiguo were different today.
Very energetic.
As the saying goes, a person relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Although changing clothes cannot change a person's temperament, it can really change his appearance. Due to the age and lack of supplies, the clothes Jiang Feng saw in his previous memories of Zhao Lanhua and Jiang Weiguo were all gray or black, and they were all old clothes.
They are not the so-called old clothes that you bought last year and will wear this year. They are the kind of old clothes that you can tell at a glance have been worn for many years. There are traces of sewing, the materials are worn away, and they have faded after washing.
Zhao Lanhua wore clothes that Jiang Feng had never seen before. Judging from the material, they must have been freshly made. They were brand new and had not been worn before. They were navy blue, which was still a very stain-resistant color.
Jiang Weiguo didn't wear his work clothes, which were a little washed and faded. He wore a collared shirt and black trousers that looked a bit like work clothes, but were obviously not work clothes. Even decades later, they would still be the same. The outfit is quite normal and there is nothing wrong with it.
Jiang Feng also took a special look at Jiang Weiguo's shoes. They were cloth shoes, not leather shoes.
Obviously, it should be the Sunday mentioned in the last memory. Jiang Weiguo had a rest and specially rode his bicycle to Zhao Lanhua's house to meet his future father-in-law and mother-in-law.
Jiang Weiguo’s first experience with stew.
Jiang Feng had even thought of the memory title.
"Weiguo, what is this?" Zhao Lanhua asked, pointing to the cloth bag hanging on the bicycle.
"A bottle of wine." Jiang Weiguo said, "I asked Master Huang two days ago what should he bring when he comes to your house today? Master Huang said that you don't need to bring anything particularly expensive, just bring a bottle of wine."
"Liquor?"
Jiang Weiguo nodded.
"Did you brew it yourself?"
Jiang Weiguo shook his head: "I bought it at FJ's department store last year. I originally bought it as a gift and then forgot about it."
"Wow." Zhao Lanhua sighed as if she had never been to a department store. "My dad and brother will definitely like it. They both like drinking very much."
"Then let's go quickly. I'll help you push the cart. If you're not familiar with this road, I'll touch the cart later. If I knew you came here on a bicycle today, I would ask Uncle Erniu to borrow his cart. That's it. Your bicycle can be placed on the bullock cart.”
Jiang Weiguo:?
What kind of logic is this written all over Jiang Weiguo's face.
Zhao Lanhua didn't notice Jiang Weiguo's expression, and continued to push the bicycle and said cheerfully: "The village next door killed pigs yesterday. They knew that you came to my house today and specially kept the best meat to sell to us. My mother bought it in one go. Three kilograms. Originally, we only stewed two kilograms of meat during the Chinese New Year. My mother got up early this morning and was busy stewing meat. You must eat a few more pieces later."
"You used to cook meat for me. Although I didn't cook the meat this time, at least I chopped it. I originally wanted to cook it, but my mother was afraid that I would spoil the meat. I will try it next time when I have a chance. I’ll cook you some meat.”
"Yeah." Jiang Weiguo whispered.
Young Jiang Weiguo still didn't know what he was going to experience next.
Young Jiang Feng knew.
"Hey." Jiang Feng sighed in advance for Jiang Weiguo. (End of chapter)