Chapter 844 Grandmaster (1)
The fog cleared quickly, almost in an instant. After the fog cleared, Jiang Feng found himself in the Jiang family's old house in Peiping.
Not from outside the customs, but from Peiping.
When Jiang Feng saw this memory at first, he thought the Jiang family's old house referred to the old house outside the customs that was sold by Jiang Hengzhong. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be this small courtyard house in Peiping.
The provider of this memory was this house. In order to determine the scope of his activities, Jiang Feng first tried his best to visit all the places he could go. He found that his scope of activities was limited to this small courtyard house. You can't even get through the wall.
The courtyard is not big, it is a small house with the first entrance, in the shape of a zigzag. It was the same as what Jiang Feng had seen in his memory several times before, without much change.
Because there were many children in the family, all the rooms were basically converted into bedrooms. Even the firewood shed had no firewood and was piled in the corner of the kitchen. Jiang Feng looked around and finally understood the structure of this house thoroughly.
Entering the door is the small courtyard in the center. There are some debris piled up in the yard, such as barrels, tricycles, uneaten cabbage and the like. What is planted in the ground are not flowers and grass but basic vegetables such as onions, ginger and garlic. Seasoning. There were no flowers planted in the ground, but there were a few flowerpots placed against the wall. In the flowerpots were some nameless flowers that looked pretty but Jiang Feng couldn't name.
There are two larger rooms on the left and right sides of the yard. Judging from the decorations in the rooms, Jiang Feng can probably guess that these two rooms belong to Jiang Chengde and Jiang Huiqin respectively. The remaining three rooms are relatively small and are all in The corners and corners that are not very light should be where the seven brothers of the Jiang family live.
The kitchen is in the corner, relatively small, with only two small windows that don't let in light, one facing the outside and the other facing the yard. Jiang Feng had seen this kitchen more than once before in his memory. It looked unchanged, small and clean. But Jiang Feng felt that the current memory should be earlier than the two memories he had seen about the Jiang family's old house before, because the current kitchen did not have the big steamer he saw later.
The old house was also very quiet, quiet, with only the chirping of birds and insects but no human sounds.
No one.
If Jiang Chengde and his eldest sons were going to work in Tai Feng Building, it would be strange that Jiang Huiqin and the other younger sons were not at home either. This house is full of the atmosphere of life. Although there are many small objects that appear messy, there is order within the chaos. There are cloth tigers and small toys made of wood in the younger child's bedroom. There are pens, ink, paper and inkstones in the older child's bedroom. There are even junior high school textbooks on the table in Jiang Huiqin's room.
This shouldn't be an empty house.
It should be full of laughter and life.
Just when Jiang Feng was wondering where everyone was going, the door opened.
What opened earlier than the door was Jiang Huiqin's silver bell-like laughter, and the childish voice that clearly came from a child.
Coupled with this house, which could not be called exquisite, luxurious, and elegant, but was antique and had a sense of the times, Jiang Feng instantly remembered the excerpt of Dream of Red Mansions he had read in his high school Chinese textbook.
Smell the red lips before smiling.
Of course Jiang Huiqin is not Wang Xifeng. Wang Xifeng is not wearing a student uniform. She is holding the youngest nephew in her left hand, who is obviously the old man's nephew, followed by two little carrot heads on the left and right, and a vegetable basket full of vegetables on her right arm.
Jiang Huiqin took her nephews to buy groceries.
Jiang Feng felt that Jiang Weiguo was only two or three years old at this time, so no wonder Jiang Huiqin was still in school.
As soon as she entered the house, Jiang Huiqin put Jiang Weiguo on the ground and let him go. She shook her already sore left arm and walked straight to the kitchen with the vegetable basket in hand.
"Aunt, aunt, aunt, what shall we have for dinner tonight?" Jiang Weiyou and Jiang Weiping followed Jiang Huiqin perseveringly, asking what we would have for dinner tonight.
"Eat the stir-fried cabbage. The rest depends on what your father brings when he comes back tonight." Jiang Huiqin walked into the kitchen and started washing vegetables.
After washing the dishes, Jiang Huiqin started cleaning the house again, sweeping the floor, wiping the table, wiping the cabinets, and tidying up the room that was messed up by her nephews, without stopping for a moment. It wasn't until night fell and the sky got darker that she went into the kitchen and steamed a bowl of eggs for a few little carrot heads, including herself. Each person had a small bowl and a small spoon, and they sat in rows in the yard while watching the stars and the moon while eating delicious steamed eggs.
Up to this point, Jiang Feng didn't see anything in this section that was particularly memorable for this old house.
It feels like the ordinary daily life of the Jiang family. It is estimated that everyone lives like this every day. It will not change until the days pass, the children grow up, and Jiang Huiqin talks about marriage and marries into the Li family.
After eating the steamed eggs, Jiang Huiqin washed the bowl and spoon. Jiang Weiyou, Jiang Weiping and Jiang Weiguo were clamoring in the yard, asking Jiang Huiqin to tell them stories.
Jiang Huiqin didn't stop doing anything. When she entered the room, she took out the Chinese textbook and read it to them.
Jiang Feng:?
Great-aunt, I really belong to you!
In just a few minutes, the three originally noisy carrot heads were drowsy as Jiang Huiqin read the Chinese textbook - because Jiang Huiqin was reading classical Chinese.
After subduing the three little carrot heads, Jiang Huiqin leaned on the chair and looked at the moon quietly with a comfortable look on her face, waiting for her brother and the other nephews to come home for dinner.
Jiang Feng and Jiang Huiqin watched the moon together like this, watching the moon rise higher and higher, hanging in the night sky and emitting full moonlight, making the surrounding stars appear extremely dim.
Jiang Huiqin yawned.
"What time has it been? Why haven't you come back yet?" Jiang Huiqin murmured. Apparently she was a little impatient with the waiting. She got up and went into the kitchen to fry a plate of cabbage. Then she went to the room to pick up the three happy carrot heads. Called out for dinner.
White rice with cabbage, light and filling.
The three little carrot heads didn't mind it either. They were obviously very hungry. They picked up half a bowl of rice while holding their rice bowls, and then started eating the cabbage which was tasteless and had no oil. Although the cabbage didn't look good, the three carrot heads were all very happy with it. They ate happily and focused on it.
On the contrary, Jiang Huiqin kept looking at the door frequently, obviously wondering why Jiang Chengde and the others hadn't come back yet.
Finally, the door opened.
Jiang Huiqin, who had only eaten half a bowl of rice, put down her chopsticks and ran towards the door. While running, she did not forget to complain: "Brother, why did you come back so late today? Wei You, Wei Ping, Wei Guo, they are all so fast Hungry.”
"There are many customers in the store today." Jiang Chengde was obviously tired and did not want to say more. He gestured with his eyes to his eldest son to bring out the dishes in the lunch box, and he walked to the table first to pour a bowl of water.
"Brother, there's no water in the pot. I'll go to the kitchen to pour you some water. You sit down first." Jiang Huiqin quickly walked to the kitchen to pour water for Jiang Chengde. Jiang Weize and Jiang Weijin took out the dishes from the lunch box and brought them to the table. .
Although it was specially brought back from Tai Fung House, it is not a particularly good dish. Jiang Feng took a look and found that three of the four dishes were vegan, and one had some meat slices added to make it vegetarian. Although it has been in the lunch box for a long time and is not as good as when it was freshly cooked due to the steam, it is still better than the cabbage stir-fried by Jiang Huiqin.
The family began to sit around and eat together.
"By the way Huiqin, I heard two days ago that your school is going to have a drama show recently. Have you participated?" Jiang Chengde suddenly asked.
"No, if I participate, I will have to spend a lot of time practicing and rehearsing every day. I don't have that much time. Besides, I don't think acting in a play is interesting. It's better for the school to organize us to watch a movie together." Jiang Huiqin said.
Jiang Chengde shook his head helplessly: "You are so beautiful, why do you want to watch a movie? Movie tickets are free?"
Jiang Huiqin made a face at Jiang Chengde: "What's wrong with charging dozens of dollars a year in tuition and organizing us to go to a free movie?"
"Auntie, I also want to watch a movie. I haven't seen the movie yet!" Jiang Weiping raised his little head.
Jiang Huiqin smiled and touched his head: "You can't even understand the stories aunt told you, and you definitely can't understand the movie. There's nothing interesting in the movie. Can aunt bring you candy twists when she comes back from school tomorrow?"
"Okay!" Jiang Weiping was extremely happy.
After dinner, Jiang Huiqin didn't help wash the dishes. Jiang Weize and Jiang Weiming washed the dishes. With a mysterious look on her face, Jiang Huiqin pulled Jiang Chengde, who originally wanted to go back to her room to rest, into her room. She took out a small cloth bag from the cabinet, layered it on top of one another, and finally revealed a small iron box. .
"Brother, didn't you say last time that Mr. Peng gave us a box of good tea, and our family didn't give him a gift in return? Look at this!" Jiang Huiqin handed the iron box to Jiang Chengde like a treasure, and Jiang Chengde put the box in front of him. Opening it, I found a box of tea inside.
Jiang Chengde came closer and smelled it, showing surprise: "Where did you get such good aged Pu'er?"
"Mingyi gave it to me today. He didn't know where he found out that you like to drink Pu'er. It took the boss a lot of effort to get this small jar of fine aged Pu'er. I don't know who passed it on. You simply didn't know where it came from. I don’t like tea, but I have to accept it after he gave it away. You can take him to Master Peng as a return gift tomorrow.”
"This is a gift from Ming Yi. I don't think it's a good idea to give it to someone else." Jiang Chengde was a little embarrassed.
"I told him, he doesn't mind, just make the best use of it." Jiang Huiqin wrapped the tea leaves again, "Tomorrow I will wrap the tea leaves in a nice box and put it on the table outside. You go to Yonghe Residence Remember to take it beforehand.”
"Yes." Jiang Chengde nodded in agreement, turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Jiang Huiqin again.
"By the way, brother, I've always wanted to ask you. In the past two years, when you first discussed cooking with other gentlemen, didn't you discuss it with Mr. Peng? I remember that you discussed it for more than two months at that time, and Mr. Peng often Come to our house, why do you go to Mr. Peng’s place to discuss it every day?”
"It was originally supposed to be over, but I discovered some time ago that there were still some minor flaws, so I wanted to talk to Master Peng again." Jiang Chengde explained.
"Is it useful?" Jiang Huiqin was confused.
"Useful."
Seeing Jiang Huiqin's expression of disbelief, Jiang Chengde smiled and said, "Why, you don't believe me, your brother?"
Jiang Huiqin shook her head: "No, everyone learns their cooking skills from themselves, for fear that others will secretly learn their unique skills. I have never heard of people learning from each other and discussing with each other. During this time, classmates have been asking What have you been doing these past few years? I can’t tell you.”
"And I don't think the food you cook is any different from before." Jiang Huiqin's words can be said to be quite upright.
"There will be a difference." Jiang Chengde smiled, "There will be a difference soon." (End of Chapter)