Jiang Feng went to the vegetable market early in the morning to buy radishes, picked and selected fifty or sixty catties of various varieties of radish, and also grinded the stall owner to lend him the little three wheels, and pedaled the small three wheels to the store. After arranging the radishes neatly and stacking them in the warehouse, Jiang Feng sent a WeChat message to Han Guishan to ask for the specific time and address of making pickled vegetable dumplings, and began to pick radishes deliciously.

25 dollars, 25 dollars, 35 dollars, 35 dollars......

This is a watery radish, this is simply a ticket for white flowers!

Jiang Feng believes that as long as he insists on carving radishes every day, day after day, earning 1,000 a day, it only takes more than eight years to save more than 3 million.

Sounds exciting.

Jiang Jiankang has no opinion on Jiang Feng's business, he has planned it, and when Jiang Feng graduates from university, he will be able to save a lot of money, and then sell the storefront of the healthy stir-fry restaurant, and the money for the decoration of Taifeng Building will be enough. At that time, the five brothers worked together, and the old man Jiang should be the chef and Jiang Feng's cooking skills should also be successful, and then find some small workers and cooks, the Jiang family will not only be able to revitalize Taifeng Building, but the five brothers will be able to live a happy life of eating the dishes cooked by the old man every day when they were young.

As for what the old man said about Taifeng Building, Jiang Feng's own, and the decoration money had to rely on himself, Jiang Jiankang didn't care about it at all.

He is Jiang Feng's Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is in charge of his son, and Lao Tzu helps his son, isn't it natural?

As for whether the old man will smoke him at that time......

Jiang Jiankang said that it is natural for Lao Tzu to smoke his son.

When Jiang Feng finished carving the radish flowers and the Minions, Wu Minqi also came to the store to help. Last night, Jiang Jiankang made a lot of Sichuan dishes overnight, and there were several more columns of menu cards hanging in the store.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, Han Guishan sent the address, about 7 o'clock this evening, No. 21, Area A, Tianfu Garden.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but be speechless, he deserved to be a good-tasting boss, and the single-family villas in Area A of Tianfu Garden would cost hundreds of millions to the least.

With Wu Minqi helping in the back kitchen, Jiang Feng basically couldn't touch the pot, from the boiled meat slices to the sour and hot potato shreds, she didn't let go of any of them, except for Kung Pao Chicken, Jiang Jiankang's specialty dish, she didn't dare to get involved, and almost dominated the entire kitchen.

Jiang Feng simply devoted himself to his caravan business, and opened up businesses such as Pikachu and Kumamon. Naturally, the price is also rising, Pikachu 40, Kumamon 45, sold surprisingly well, and the radish in the warehouse was less than half at the end of the day. Not only that, but there are also art girls who suggest that you can use watermelon rinds to add color.

is worthy of a girl majoring in art, and she doesn't think about where the watermelon peel comes from in winter.

At six o'clock in the evening, Jiang Feng set off on time to take the subway to Tianfu Garden. Coincidentally, Han Guishan's grandmother is Li Sanya's daughter, the little girl named Xiaohua in Jiang Weiguo's memory, and this is still the task details told to Jiang Feng.

【Precious Memories】Han Guishan's most memorable food is the pickled vegetable dumplings made by his mother Li Hua when he was a child, and players are invited to make pickled vegetable dumplings that satisfy Han Guishan and can recall the precious memories of his childhood.

Quest Tip: Li Hua's pickled vegetable dumplings were taught to her by her mother, Li Sanya, and she only needs to restore them according to the recipe.

Reward: A memory of Han Guishan.

This task is simply too easy for Jiang Feng, and there is no difficulty in making pickled vegetable dumplings, and he has done it so many times, and his kneading skills have also been greatly improved. It was easy to repay Li Sanya's pickled vegetable dumplings, not to mention that he also specially brought a can of pickled vegetables pickled by Comrade Wang Xiulian himself, and he was confident that he would be able to complete this side task today.

Jiang Feng also saw that what Han Guishan said about carrying out activities to remember the bittersweet memories of employees in batches was all false, he just wanted to eat pickled vegetable dumplings!

If he wants to eat a pickled vegetable dumpling, he goes to such a great deal of trouble to cover it up, and he does not hesitate to spend so much money, Jiang Feng can only sigh that the brain circuit of rich people is different from ordinary people.

The big guy's thoughts, I think he really can't understand ordinary citizens like him.

Thinking wildly, Jiang Feng arrived at the gate of Tianfu Garden.

The security guard at the door took the photo and looked at Jiang Feng several times to confirm that it was not someone else who pretended to put him in, and Jiang Feng felt a little weak, as if he was really trying to do wrong.

Tianfu Garden Area A is full of single-family villas, with a quiet environment, a very high green area, and a large interval between residences, which will not interfere with each other, which is completely in line with the propaganda slogan of quiet in the bustling city.

Jiang Feng sighed that it was good to be rich, and at the same time found No. 21 according to the navigation.

Han Guishan was waiting for Jiang Feng at home.

Seeing that Jiang Feng was coming, Han Guishan welcomed Jiang Feng in very warmly, introduced him to the kitchen, and introduced the things he had prepared.

"Look, Xiao Jiang, I don't know what flour you like to use, I asked someone to buy more cornmeal, I don't understand, and flour, I make special first-class flour, special second-class flour, standard flour, ordinary flour, and what kind of high gluten, medium gluten or something, I bought a little bit of it, you see what is still missing, if it is missing, I will ask someone to buy it now." Han Guishan pointed to a row of flour bags on the kitchen floor and said.

Jiang Feng: ......

It's too exaggerated, he just makes a simple pickled vegetable dumpling, the kind that doesn't even make noodles.

"Enough, enough, cornmeal. Jiang Feng said, and began to look at the cornmeal prepared by Han Guishan.

"There are also pickles, I bought more than a dozen kinds of pickles here, Xiao Jiang, you can see which one is better." Han Guishan opened the cabinet, and there was a row of jars inside.

"I don't need pickles, I bring my own. Jiang Feng took the pickle jar out of the plastic bag and showed it to Han Guishan, and began to touch the corn flour.

I don't know which powerful person bought the ingredients, and he can still buy pure cornmeal in the 21st century, or the retro version of cornmeal in the sixties and seventies of the last century that was crushed and ground into flour with corn cobs, coarse grains in coarse grains.

Jiang Feng definitely can't use this kind of cornmeal to make pickled vegetable dumplings, although Han Guishan misses the pickled vegetable dumplings made by his grandmother, but if he really does it so authentically, he is afraid that Han Guishan's good memories will become terrifying memories.

After picking a corn flour with a little flour and a very delicate texture, Jiang Feng began to knead the dough.

The steps are simple and skilled, after all, they have been done so many times.

When Jiang Feng was making, Han Guishan was really watching from the side, concentrating, just like a primary school student listening to a math teacher's lecture.

At 7:53, twelve pickled vegetable dumplings came out of the pot.

Qian Han Guishan transferred it to Jiang Feng on WeChat in the morning, Jiang Feng put the pickled vegetable dumplings on the plate and put two large plates, but he still couldn't help but ask, "That, Mr. Han, have you had dinner?"

He came early today, around 6:40. When he arrived, Han Guishan was at home, there was no cook, there were no dishes on the table, and there was not even a trace of fire in the kitchen. Moreover, in such a big villa, Jiang Feng actually only saw Han Guishan, and his wife and children were not seen, not even the cleaning aunt.

Jiang Feng felt that all this was too weird.

"The chef has taken a leave of absence during this time, and I have eaten in the company cafeteria. Han Guishan said.

Jiang Feng sighed in his heart that the big boss was still so close to the people, and at the same time said goodbye and left Han Guishan's house.

Seeing Jiang Feng go out, Han Guishan shouted upstairs: "Xiao Wang, call someone down for dinner." ”

Han Guishan's wife Wang Jing and his son Han Youxin, who had been upstairs, went downstairs, if Jiang Feng was still here, he would definitely be able to recognize Han Youxin as the little fat man who had eaten two bowls of egg custard in the kitchen before.

"Dad, why did you start dinner so late today, I starved to death. Han Youxin ran downstairs in a hurry, and when he saw the twelve pickled vegetable dumplings on the table, he was dumbfounded, shouting and running back, shouting as he ran, "Mom, Mom, my dad abused me, he asked me to lose weight and let me eat grass dumplings!"

"What are you shouting, when did your dad abuse you. Wang Jing is Han Youxin's bad wife, who started from scratch with him back then, and has also raised a noble spirit after so many years of noble lady life, and scolded her son's ghost crying wolf in a low voice, and pulled Han Youxin, who ran up, downstairs.

Looking at the dining table, Wang Jing was also stupid.

"Old ...... Lao Han, recently ...... Nothing has happened to the company recently, right?" Wang Jing considered the words, for fear of irritating Han Guishan.

Han Guishan has been chattering for a day, giving the chef a holiday so that he won't use it sooner or later, and he doesn't allow them to come down at night, could it be that the company has suffered some huge changes and suffered a mental problem, right?

Wang Jing has been working hard to have children all these years, and after Han Youxin was born, he devoted himself to the child, and he didn't ask about the company for many years.

"What's wrong with the company, who are you listening to nonsense? Well, the stock price has risen a lot in the early days. Han Guishan devoted himself to the pickled vegetable dumplings, "I met a child yesterday, and the pickled vegetable dumplings made are exactly the same as those made by my grandmother, I just invited him over to make twelve, why don't you come and eat them soon." ”

"Dad, you're just abusing me!" Han Youxin recognized that the pickled vegetable dumplings were made by Jiang Feng, and shouted unconvinced: "Obviously, the spicy soup, shredded potatoes, shrimp, and Peppa Pig made by Brother Jiang Feng are more delicious, but you just want him to make grass dumplings, you are abusing me!"

That's right, Han Youxin ate Peppa Pig, a white radish carved in a hundred oceans, as a snack yesterday.

"What nonsense, how can those things have pickled vegetable dumplings delicious, what grass dumplings, this is pickled vegetables, your father and I loved to eat this when I was a child, you can only eat it during the New Year, don't be born in the blessing and don't know the blessing." Han Guishan couldn't help but stuff a pickled vegetable dumpling to Han Youxin, "This is coarse grain, eating too much is good for your health, your father and I can still harm you." After eating, if you don't finish eating, I will confiscate your Alipay balance tomorrow!"

Han Youxin gnawed on the pickled vegetable dumplings aggrievedly, and muttered unconvinced: "It's not as delicious as Peppa Pig." ”

The raw radish is spicy and spicy, and it is quite delicious.

Wang Jing could see that Han Guishan was homesick and missed his grandmother who died when he was young. As long as Han Guishan was happy, Wang Jing didn't care what he ate, he cooperatively picked up a pickled vegetable dumpling and took a bite.

It tasted surprisingly good.

Han Guishan's family of three, except for Han Guishan, who ate three pickled vegetable dumplings in one meal, Han Youxin and Wang Jing were very reluctant to eat the next one.

Han Guishan looked at the remaining dumplings on the table, slapped the table, and decided to give the chef a long vacation directly, and he didn't use it at noon, he packed the leftovers in the morning and took them to the company, anyway, Han Youxin ate at school. Han Guishan also asked Wang Jing with concern if she wanted to leave one for her lunch.

"I'll make an appointment with my little sister tomorrow to make a face. Wang Jing said with a smile.

Should I ask a few good sisters to go abroad for a week, Wang Jing thought about it, and didn't notice that her son's chubby face was getting more and more wrinkled.

"Wow, I don't want to eat grass dumplings every day!" Han Youxin cried loudly.