v3 Chapter 395： Life 1 dish (5)

Because Jiang Hengzhong's physical condition is impossible to walk to Taifeng Building like Jiang Chengde, so when Jiang Chengde led him for a few minutes, Jiang Hengzhong's walking speed began to slow down significantly, and even when he stumbled, Jiang Chengde stopped. Called him a rickshaw.

Only Jiang Hengzhong was asked to eat, Jiang Chengde didn't want to go with him, and paid the rickshaw driver to let Jiang Hengzhong walk away and then walk back slowly.

Jiang Hengzhong's whole person is as thin as a firewood and the producer is undoubtedly lighter than most women. The rickshaw driver has always done physical work. He is strong and wears a short shirt and lays down in the sun under the sun. You can't see people.

Jiang Chengde didn't take the first step to go to Taifeng Building. He just stood there watching the rickshaw quietly, until he disappeared, his clenched fist gradually loosened, and turned into a long sigh.

Jiang Feng stood next to him and looked at him. Now Jiang Chengde is as big as Jiang Feng, but he has wives, children and younger sisters to support, and even bears debts unimaginable to ordinary people. It also lost the impulse that ordinary young people should have.

Jiang Chengde slowly walked back along the original road, and the sky began to darken when he took him to the entrance of Taifeng Building. It's getting dark in summer, and Jiang Feng estimates that it should be more than 7 o'clock at this time. Although the sky is still on, the light is obviously not as good as before. There are also some dinner guests in the small restaurants along the road.

There were several carriages parked at the entrance of Taifeng Building, and many people stood. The door was open at noon. The guy stood at the door and yelled something to the others.

Jiang Hengzhong is not here.

The man saw Jiang Chengde coming, and quickly greeted him, saying, "Master Jiang is here, and our owner is talking to your father on the second floor. Do I need to go up and tell our owner? Be careful, please. This bottle is Don't you know what year passed down? If you cei it, you'll be careful that you're doing nothing this year! "

The man's ability to change his face was a bit true to Mr. Lu.

"There is labor." Jiang Chengde said, standing sideways beside the door, so as not to block the way of people carrying things.

Jiang Chengde saw that they were moving fragile objects such as porcelain bottles, and asked smoothly, "Don't you say that the porcelain bottles will be moved to the third batch? Why start packing now?"

The man suddenly showed his pride, and Tong Jiang Chengde showed off: "Or how can we all say that our treasurer has the ability! Lu treasurer got a half-cargo train compartment this afternoon. This is no faster than the caravan by train. . So the shopkeeper said, Jin Gui's things should be shipped first, and this plaque should be shipped in the first batch. You wait, I'll go up to you and call our shopkeeper. Seeing that this time will also be almost This plaque has been removed. "

Talking about his buddy, he ran upstairs, Jiang Chengde stayed below, Jiang Feng quickly followed, and when the guy stopped outside knocking on the door, Jiang Feng went straight through the wall and entered the house.

Mr. Lu and Jiang Hengzhong were sitting inside and talking, saying that there were two cups of tea on top. The cup in front of Jiang Hengzhong had only half a cup left, and nothing in front of Mr. Lu did not move.

"Master, here comes Master Jiang." The man cried out loud.

"I see, I still have something here, you go down and let Bo He sit down and give him a pot of good tea." Lu said.

"Good," the man left.

"Since Bohe has arrived, I will make a long story short." Mr. Lu looked at Jiang Hengzhong with a faint smile, "I am a businessman, and I will do profitable things. I will not fall into ruins, and I will push one at most. Yes, but I'm not a philanthropist.

Jiang Hengzhong was very awake at this time. He had known Mr. Lu for many years and knew that he was an unprofitable person. He also knew what Mr. Lu wanted to get from him, but he didn't understand what else could make him. I remember.

Debt? All the debts he owed to Mr. Lu.

Upon seeing Jiang Hengzhong's expression, Mr. Lu knew that he understood, picked up the tea, and found that the tea was cold and put it down.

"I wonder if Bo He told you that I was planning to move Taifeng Building to Peiping."

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"Beiping is not outside the Guan. Your ancestors of the Jiang family were the imperial chefs. They came from Peiping. When we were outside the customs, they were one of the best craftsmanship. But in Peiping the city is full of noble officials. Many. Bo He's craftsmanship is good, but he hasn't learned anything really powerful. If I remember correctly, would the chef praise that dish that he personally praised, would you? "Mr. Lu looked at Jiang Hengzhong.

"Just for this recipe?"

Mr. Lu suddenly laughed: "Jing Xuan Na, you really ruined your mind by smoking big cigarettes in the tobacco hall these years. You can see that this time is different. A well-known restaurant in Peiping City has made dozens of profits a day. Block ocean, how many oceans did you sell when you sold Taifeng House to me a year ago? Do you remember? You and I have known each other for so many years, and I have a little affection, I know if I let you teach your Jiang family's unique skills to others You must be reluctant. You did n’t write your Jiangjia dishes as a recipe for selling at such a high price last year by boss Qian. I just asked you to teach your son. Is n’t it difficult for you? ”

"I am Bo He's elder, naturally I have to take care of him. Jing Xuan, as Bo He's father, you don't want to make him like you, a waste person who has no use value. End. "

"You have been ridiculous all these years, causing Debo and He have been behind you to clean up your mess. You are also his biological father. What do you want to leave for him to protect him?"

Mr. Lu's nonchalant words pierced Jiang Hengzhong like a sharp arrow, and turned away all the false protective layers he had used to comfort himself over the years, revealing the **** truth.

"I want you to say that you really gave birth to a good son who is filial. You've done so many ridiculous **** things and are willing to support you. No matter what you do, there will be someone behind you to clean up your mess. At this point, Bo He was still waiting below, and it was almost time to dismantle the plaque. Let's go and take a look together. "Mr. Lu got up and opened the door.

"Are there any ingredients?" Jiang Hengzhong asked.

"Yes, everything is in the kitchen." Mr. Lu smiled very kindly. "Look, isn't this a loving father?"

Mr. Lu took the lead to go downstairs without Jiang Hengzhong behind him. Jiang Chengde was sitting at the entrance of the hall. Mr. Lu saw him and greeted him with a smile.

"Bohe has kept you waiting for a long time, and I haven't seen your father for some time. Old friends can't help but talk more." Mr. Lu said, "I think his spirit is better than the previous days. It seems that this quitting is effective. "

Jiang Chengde nodded and said yes.

"Jingxuan was still telling me just now that he thinks he has improved a lot recently and wants to teach you some dishes that you haven't learned yet. Boyhe, the prodigal son is not your gold, he is your father after all. It's a little confused, but my heart is still towards you, and I'll be in conflict with him later. "Mr. Lu said earnestly.

Jiang Chengde looked upstairs, and Jiang Hengzhong was slowly walking down, looking a little bit lost.

Now that everyone is here, it's time to take off the plaque.

There is no solemn ceremony ~ www.novelhall.com ~ It is just a ladder for people to climb up and take off the plaque that has been suspended for decades in this building, take it away and send it to a new place.

Everyone was silent.

Something was broken in Jiang Hengzhong's heart.

Since when he got the opium ointment, he can't remember himself. Everyone smokes, and it's not unusual for him to smoke.

In recent years, he has regretted it, but he only regretted it, and he forgot everything when he became a smoker.

Forget the death of his father, the death of his wife, and the hatred of his son.

But now watching the plaque removed from him, he really regretted it.

Taifeng Tower was once the glory of the Jiang family.

Now this glory is not Jiang's.

He is a shame, he ruined the glory with his own hands.

His cooking was taught by his father, and Jiang Chengde's cooking was 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 has not cared for his family.

So his family died, leaving only his son, grandson and little daughter.

Jiang Hengzhong cried.

For no reason, he suddenly knelt on the ground, crying sobbing, sobbing like rain, embarrassed, and looked like a lunatic from a distance.

Suddenly, Jiang Hengzhong stood up again, stopped crying, took Jiang Chengde's hand and said, "Bo He, I'll make a dish for you."

Such a reaction is really no different from a lunatic.

Jiang Chengde looked at him without expression, as if looking at a stranger.

Jiang Hengzhong grasped Jiang Chengde's hand, his fingers were pale and terrible, and pulled him to walk inside Taifeng Building.

"The truth outside is true, Master Jiang and his dad are really crazy." Someone whispered.

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