v3 Chapter 392： Life 1 dish (2)

The night was already deep, and Qin Wan pulled Jiang Chengde again and said a few small words before lying down and sleeping. Jiang Chengde turned off the light, and the room returned to its former darkness.

Invisible to the eyes, the other senses will become extremely sensitive. Jiang Feng can hear smooth breathing, which should be from Qin Wan. A pregnant woman is drowsy, and Qin Wan sleeps so late. Jiang Chengde was lying next to Qin Wan, but there was no sound at all, and even the sound of breathing was minimal.

Jiang Feng's intuition told him that Jiang Chengde should be staring at the darkness with a daze.

Jiang Feng silently walked through the wall to sit outside the house. There was a moonlight hall outside, and he always felt uncomfortable staying in the dark room.

Just now Jiang Chengde and Qin Wan talked to Jiang Chengde's father. Jiang Feng didn't even know his name, but knew that he was a sinner of the entire Jiang family. Legendary figures are like villains.

When Jiang Feng and his cousins ​​proclaimed the origin of Jiang Jiacai to them when they were young, the old man once mentioned Jiang Chengde's father.

Jiang Jiacai was not founded by Jiang Chengde, but went to glory in his hands. Since it will be glorious, it means that there has been a decline, and the culprit that caused the decline of Jiang Jiacai is Jiang Chengde's father, the man who deserves no name.

Whether it is the old man, Jiang Weiming, or Li Mingyi who has passed away, it seems that he does not know his name. Such a person who can be called a sinner of the Jiang family, is mentioned to everyone by his junior and is called your grandfather's father.

As far as Jiang Feng knows the version, their Jiang family counted up and they didn't know which ancestor had ever been an imperial chef in the palace. I don't know what the reason was, he came out of the Forbidden City and ran back to the customs. He never dared to enter Peiping anymore. The ancestor of the Jiang family used his savings to open a restaurant in his hometown, namely the Taifeng Building.

Because the ancestor of the Jiang family was illiterate, there was nothing left that could be passed on to recipes for later generations. Relying on word and deed, father teaching son or grandfather teaching father to teach son again, not complete by talent, by the time of Jiang Chengde's father's generation was already very rich.

At that time, the Jiang family had a house, a good field, and an industry, but they could not afford the defeat of Jiang Chengde's father.

How Jiang Chengde's father lost all the wealth accumulated by the Jiang family over the past few years. Jiang Feng was not clear. It was nothing more than eating, drinking, betting, and opium. Not bad enough. Jiang Chengde's father was hollowed out by opium, and his life was whimpered in his early forties.

Jiang Feng sat calmly outside the door and analyzed it, feeling that Jiang Chengde's father was not far away from his life at this time.

In the context of the present era, the patient is so ill that he needs to be hospitalized, and 80% of them are alive in a few days.

On summer night, when the sky was dark, Jiang Feng sat quietly outside the house for a few hours and saw that the horizon was white with fish belly. It didn't take long to hear the movement in the room.

Qin Wan got up.

When Jiang Feng saw Qin Wan at the door, she was well groomed. Because of lack of sleep, Qin Wan was a little pale, wearing simple clothes, and her hair curled up casually, looking like an ordinary woman.

Qin Wan supported her left hand and walked slowly towards the room behind. Jiang Feng wanted to keep up. However, Jiang Chengde did not get up, and his range of activities could not reach the mysterious room at the rear.

Jiang Feng waited for a while outside the door, the sky was a little brighter, and Jiang Chengde got up.

Compared with Qin Wan's simple and ordinary dress, Jiang Chengde's dress is much more formal. He has a long shirt with neat buttons, neat clothes, no wrinkles, and his hair is meticulous. It ’s important to see something. People.

Jiang Chengde walked along the path to a row of houses in the back, and Jiang Feng quickly followed.

The row of houses in the back is a bungalow. The brick and tile house looks very rude. It is not like a house in which people live, but a warehouse for storing debris. There are two rows in a row, one large and one small. The small door is open and the kitchen Qin Wan is cooking porridge in it. The big one should be the children's bedroom. Although the doors and windows were tightly closed, Jiang Feng could still hear the noise from the children.

Jiang Chengde went straight into the child's bedroom.

Jiang Weize, Jiang Weijin, and Jiang Huiqin were all awake. Jiang Huiqin should be living in a back room. She ran down from the bed without shoes and went outside to play with her two nephews. Judging by the age of Jiang Huiqin and Jiang Weize, they can be two or three years old. They can run, jump, and talk, but they can't speak clearly, sounding like two children babbling.

Jiang Weijin is an old age who walks and talks, lying on the bed babbling and yelling, and the noisy three children make Jiang Feng wonder if he entered a kindergarten.

"Brother, cake!" Jiang Huiqin saw Jiang Chengde coming and ran over in excitement, holding his hem, "cake."

"Daddy, cake!" Jiang Weize also learned something.

"Guagua!" Jiang Wei also started barking.

The room was instantly tangled up, and my dad and his elder brothers mixed together to play a symphony.

After hearing the movement from the next door, Qin Wan quickly put down the matter at hand and came to see it. It was Jiang Chengde who was giving the children a sigh of relief and asked, "Bo He, why did you get up so early today, did I get up Is it too loud to wake you up? "

"Mr. Lu came to me this morning with something in mind, so I woke up early," Jiang Chengde explained. "You take care of the children here, I'll go to the kitchen."

After all, Jiang Chengde went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Breakfast was simple, gruel and wowot. Although Jiang Chengde was only in his early 20s at this time, his cooking skills were very good, and he didn't put much rice into the porridge.

Jiang Huiqin and Jiang Weize can eat on their own, and grunting porridge with a small bowl doesn't need people to take care of it. Jiang Wei still needs Qin Wan to feed her, and she is very obedient. Her mouth is so wide that she waits for Qin Wan to feed him porridge. After she sips, she also knows "ah" to remind her mother to feed the next bite.

Jiang Chengde went out after breakfast, Jiang Feng followed him on the road, probably because it was too early, there were no people on the road, the shops were open and there was no business, and it looked very depressed.

About half an hour away, Jiang Chengde walked into Taifeng Building.

Jiang Feng didn't follow in the first time, but stood outside and looked at the Taifeng Building outside the customs.

The same signboard, it must be that Mr. Lu brought the signboard to Peiping when he moved. From the appearance, the style and the building are similar to the current Taifeng Building in Peiping, except that the area in front of it is Slightly bigger.

After looking around for a while, Jiang Feng walked into the Taifeng Building and saw Jiang Chengde talking to a middle-aged man with a smile on his face and a rich look.

"Bo and I know that your family Qin Wan will be born next month. We can wait for Qin Wan to be born before raising, but these things have to be moved in first. Come and see what furniture in this building needs to be moved. I do n’t understand the utensils of Hou Chu ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I heard that some plates and jars are used as long as possible. You first look at a list, and in the past two days, I will start to let people start These things were sent to Peiping. "Mr. Lu said," This Peiping is different from our customs. They are all honourable children. The restaurant with the famous name can't count ten fingers, even from Suzhou, Hangzhou and Yangzhou. All the cooks come. "

Mr. Lu pointed at the tables, chairs, and benches in the lobby and pointed out what was made of wood, and then said how many years the shelf has been there.

Jiang Chengde stood beside Mr. Lu quietly listening to him, and suddenly seemed to think of something. He turned his head and looked out the door, and asked, "When is Mr. Lu demolished?"

"The plaque?" Mr. Lu also looked out of the door. "On these two days, the plaques must be sent in the first batch. This plaque is the signboard of Taifeng Building, it must be ..."

Mr. Lu seemed to realize something and paused suddenly.

"Bo He, when you remove the plaque, do you want to ..." Mr. Lu looked at Jiang Chengde.

"I'll ask my father." Jiang Chengde looked at the door as if he could see the plaque hanging outside through the windows and doors. "He wasn't there when he sold it, and he had to be there when he removed the plaque."