v3 Chapter 840： Grand Master (1)

The fog dissipated quickly, almost instantaneously. After the fog cleared, Jiang Feng found himself in the Jiang family's old house in Peking.

It's not from outside the pass, but from Peking.

When Jiang Feng first saw this memory, he thought that the Jiang family’s old house was the old house outside Guan, which was sold by Jiang Hengzhong. He didn’t expect it to be this small courtyard house in Beiping.

The provider of this memory was this house. In order to judge his range of activities, Jiang Feng first tried his best to go through all the places he could go, and found that his range of activities was limited to this small courtyard. The wall can't go out.

The courtyard is not big, it is a small house on the first entry, and it is in the shape of a mouth. It was the same as what Jiang Feng had seen in his memory several times before, without much change.

Because of the large number of children in the family, all the rooms were basically converted into bedrooms, and even the wood room was piled up in the corner of the kitchen without firewood. Jiang Feng turned around and finally figured out the structure of the house.

Entering the door is the most central small yard. There are piles of sundries in the yard, such as wooden barrels, tricycles, unfinished cabbage, etc. The ground is not flowers, plants, but basic things like green onion, **** and garlic. seasoning. There are no flowers in the ground, but there are a few flower pots on the wall. In the flower pots, there are some small flowers that look pretty but Jiang Feng can't be named.

There are two larger rooms on the left and right sides of the yard. Judging from the decoration of the rooms, Jiang Feng can probably guess that these two rooms belong to Jiang Chengde and Jiang Huiqin. The other three rooms are relatively small, all in The corners and corners where there is not much light transmission should be where the seven brothers of the Jiang family lived.

The kitchen is relatively small in the corner, with only two small windows that do not transmit light, one to the outside and the other to the yard. Jiang Feng had seen this kitchen more than once in his memory before, and its appearance had not changed much, it was 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, because the big steamer he saw behind him is not in the kitchen now.

The old house was also very quiet, quiet, with only the singing of birds and insects, but no sound.

None of them.

If Jiang Chengde and a few older sons are going to work in Taifeng Tower, it would seem strange that Jiang Huiqin and the other younger ones are not at home. Everywhere in this house is the breath of life. Although the small objects seem to be messy, they are in order. There are cloth tigers and wood toys in the little children's bedroom, pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the older children's bedroom, and even junior high school textbooks on the desk in Jiang Huiqin's room.

This should not be a house without people.

It should be full of laughter and life.

Just when Jiang Feng wondered where people were going, the door opened.

What opened earlier than the door was Jiang Huiqin's silver bell-like laughter, as well as the immature voice of a child.

Coupled with this completely unsatisfactory, exquisite, luxurious, and elegant, but antique and chronological mansion, Jiang Feng instantly remembered the excerpts of the Dream of Red Mansions read in the high school Chinese textbook.

Dan lips heard before smiling.

Of course Jiang Huiqin is not Wang Xifeng. Wang Xifeng doesn't wear a student outfit. He holds the youngest nephew who is obviously the old man in his left hand. There are two small carrot heads on the left and the other, and there is a vegetable basket full of vegetables on his right arm.

Jiang Huiqin led his nephews to buy vegetables.

Jiang Feng felt that Jiang Weiguo was only two or three years old at this time, no wonder Jiang Huiqin was still in school.

As soon as he entered the house, Jiang Huiqin put Jiang Weiguo on the ground and let him go. He shook his already sore left arm and walked straight to the kitchen with the vegetable basket.

"Aunt, aunt, aunt, what shall we eat tonight?" Jiang Weiyou and Jiang Weiping perseverely followed Jiang Huiqin, asking what to eat tonight.

"Eating fried cabbage, the rest depends on what kind of dishes your father brought back tonight." Jiang Huiqin walked into the kitchen and started washing the vegetables.

After washing the vegetables, Jiang Huiqin began to clean the house again, sweeping the floor, wiping the table, wiping the cabinet, and tidying up the room messed up by a few nephews without stopping. It was not until night fell, when it was getting darker and darker, before entering the kitchen to steam a bowl of eggs for a few small carrot heads, including herself. Each person has a small bowl and a small spoon, sitting in rows in the yard watching the stars and the moon, while eating delicious steamed eggs.

So far, Jiang Feng hasn't seen anything in this section worthy of special memory in this old house.

It feels like the ordinary life of the Jiang family. It is estimated that everyone lives like this every day. Until the days pass and the children grow up day by day, Jiang Huiqin talks about marriage and marrying, and she marries the Li family.

After eating the steamed eggs, Jiang Huiqin washed the bowls and spoons. Jiang Weiyou, Jiang Weiping and Jiang Weiguo were clamoring in the yard to tell Jiang Huiqin to tell them stories.

Jiang Huiqin kept doing it, and when he entered the room, he took out the Chinese textbook for them to read.

Jiang Feng:?

Grandaunt grandma, you really belong to you!

However, within a few minutes of effort, the three originally noisy turnip heads were drowsy by Jiang Huiqin's reading Chinese textbook-because Jiang Huiqin was reading classical Chinese.

After subduing the three small carrot heads, Jiang Huiqin leaned on the chair and looked at the moon quietly, waiting for her brother and other nephews to come home for dinner.

In this way, Jiang Feng watched the moon with Jiang Huiqin, watching the moon rising higher and higher, hanging in the night sky emitting full moonlight, making the surrounding stars extremely dim.

Jiang Huiqin yawned.

"What time is this, why haven't you come back?" Jiang Huiqin muttered, obviously waiting impatiently, got up and went into the kitchen to fry a plate of cabbage, and went to the room to put three radish heads who were playing happily. Call out to eat.

White rice with cabbage is light and full.

The three little radish heads are not too disgusting, they are obviously very hungry, holding the rice bowl and picking up half a bowl of rice before starting to eat cabbage that is tasteless and tasteless. Although the cabbage looks bad, the three radish heads are very popular. They eat very happily and eat very focused.

On the contrary, Jiang Huiqin has been watching the door frequently, obviously wondering why Jiang Chengde and the others have not returned.

Finally, the door opened.

Jiang Huiqin, who had only eaten half a bowl of rice, put down his chopsticks and ran to the door. While running, he did not forget to complain: "Brother, why are you back so late today? Wei You, Wei Ping, and Wei Guo are all fast. Hungry."

"Today there are many customers in the store." Jiang Chengde was obviously tired, and he didn't want to say more. He gestured with his eyes to the elder son to bring out the food in the lunch box, and first walked to the table to pour a bowl of water.

"Brother, there is no water in the pot, I'll go to the kitchen to pour water for you, you sit down first." Jiang Huiqin walked quickly to the kitchen to pour water for Jiang Chengde, Jiang Weize and Jiang Weijin together took out the food in the lunch box and served it to the table .

Although it was specially brought back from Taifeng Building, it is not a particularly good dish. Jiang Feng looked at it and found that three of the four dishes were all vegan, and one with some sliced ​​meat was considered to be a dish. Although it was kept in the lunch box for a long time, it was made by the steam and not as good as when it was just out of the pot, but it was also stronger than Jiang Huiqin's fried cabbage.

The family began to sit around and eat together.

"By the way, Huiqin, I heard two days ago that your school is going to put on a drama performance recently. Have you participated in it?" Jiang Chengde asked suddenly.

"No, if you participate, you will have to spend a lot of time in practice and rehearsal every day. I don't have so much time. Besides, I don't think acting in a drama is very interesting. It's better to organize us to go to the movies with the school." Jiang Huiqin said.

Jiang Chengde shook his head helplessly: "You are so beautiful, you still watch movies, don't you need money for movie tickets?"

Jiang Huiqin made a grimace at Jiang Chengde: "What happened to collecting dozens of ocean tuition fees a year and organizing us to watch free movies?"

"Aunt, I want to watch a movie too, I haven't seen a movie yet!" Jiang Weiping raised his head.

Jiang Huiqin smiled and touched his head: "You can't even understand the story told by your aunt. You certainly can't understand the movie. There is nothing good about the movie. Will aunty come back from school tomorrow and bring you sugar twist?"

"Good!" Jiang Weiping was extremely happy.

Jiang Huiqin didn't help washing the dishes after eating. Jiang Weize and Jiang Weiming washed the dishes. Jiang Huiqin mysteriously pulled Jiang Chengde, who had originally wanted to go back to his room to rest, into his room, took out a small cloth bag from the cabinet, layered on top of each other, unwrapped layer after layer, and finally revealed a small tin box .

"Brother, didn't you say that Mr. Peng gave us a box of good tea, did our family rude to him? Look at this!" Jiang Huiqin handed the tin box to Jiang Chengde like a treasure, and Jiang Chengde put the box Open it and find a box of tea leaves inside.

Jiang Chengde leaned closer and smelled it, showing a look of surprise: "Where did you get such a good old Pu'er?"

"Mingyi gave it to me today. He doesn't know where you like to drink Pu'er. It took the boss's energy to get this small pot of good aged Pu'er I don't know who it is. It’s said that you don’t like to drink tea at all, but I can’t help but take him to Master Peng tomorrow.” Jiang Huiqin said.

"This was given by Mingyi. I'm taking it to someone else, isn't it?" Jiang Chengde was a little embarrassed.

"I told him, he doesn't mind, just use everything." Jiang Huiqin re-wrapped the tea, "Tomorrow I will take a nice box and wrap this tea on the outside table, you go to Yongheju Remember to take it before."

"Yeah." Jiang Chengde nodded in agreement, turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Jiang Huiqin.

"By the way, I have always wanted to ask you. In the first two years, when you first discussed cooking with other gentlemen, didn’t you discuss it with Mr. Peng? I remember you discussed it for more than two months at that time, and Mr. Peng still often Come to our house, why are you running to Mr. Peng every day to discuss it?"

"It was supposed to be over, but I discovered some time ago that there are still some minor flaws, so I want to talk to Master Peng again." Jiang Chengde explained.

"Is it useful?" Jiang Huiqin was puzzled.

"it works."

Seeing Jiang Huiqin's expression still a little disbelief, Jiang Chengde smiled and said, "Why, don't you believe me?"

Jiang Huiqin shook his head: "No, that is, everyone learned their cooking skills from their own homes. I am afraid that others will steal their own unique skills. I have never heard of learning from each other and discussing with each other. During this time, some students have asked me. What have you been doing in the past few years? I can't tell."

"And I don't think your cooking is different from the previous ones." Jiang Huiqin's remarks can be said to be quite straightforward.

"There will be a difference." Jiang Chengde smiled, "There will be soon."